He watched from his bedroom window as the people moved in next door. The two girls appeared to be twins about his age--18 or 19 years old--and the older woman apparently was the mother. There was no one else and no father was in evidence.
All three women looked to be very attractive, which meant the twins would have nothing to do with him. Lester was a nerd, no question about it, and girls like those generally had nothing to with him. So, he discontinued his watch, expecting little interaction with the new neighbors.
It was just Lester and his dad, Jonas. His mom had passed a couple of years ago. Father and son had a good relationship but had little in common. Lester was studious, interested in science and technology; typical nerd stuff. He even looked the part: glasses, not particularly clothes savvy.
His dad, on the other hand, was easy-going, good-looking, a regular guy, not afraid of the other sex. The kind of guy who wanted to go next door when he got home from work and introduce he and his son and greet their new neighbors. Particularly since they were attractive females. Lester didn't want to go, but his dad insisted.
There was an obvious instant attraction between Jonas and Lois, the mother. It turned out they worked for the same company, but it was so big they would not likely see much of each other. It was also obvious by their smirks that the girls thought Lester was exactly what he was.
Over the next few weeks, Jonas and Lois became quite friendly, even occasionally riding back and forth to work together.
Lester and the twins, not so much. They were all seniors at the same high school. The twins, whose names were Paulette and Georgette--apparently, their father was a huge Beatles fan with Paul and George being his favorites--became instantly popular with the guys and the envy of many of the girls.
It was inevitable that Jonas would want to ask Lois out on a date, and she easily agreed. Lester's dad had not dated much since his mother passed away, but he did occasionally. He also went to ball games and such--since he couldn't drag his son--with some of his male friends. Father and son outings were generally little more than dinner out. But for the occasion of their first date, the parents had this wacky idea that their kids should spend the time together. Since they were still relatively new in town, Lois was not comfortable with her daughters dating or going out with friends yet. Therefore, they insisted that the kids order pizza, watch movies, and get to know each other.
Of course, that didn't sit well with Lester. And there was no talking his dad out of it.
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The twins were even less enthusiastic. Not even a yelling and screaming match could dissuade their mother. So, before leaving, the parents faced the three disgruntled teens and told them to have a good time.
Jonas had ordered the pizzas earlier and they arrived just before the neighbors. After the parents departed, Lester helped himself to a piece and returned to the sofa to eat it.
The twins sat together on the perpendicular love seat eating their pizza and watching him.
"You think he's just quiet or shy?" Paulette whispered to her sister after a while.
"I don't know," Georgette responded, also in a hushed tone. "He's really smart."
"Maybe we should have brought our homework. Maybe he would have helped us."
"Why? It's not like we've been nice to him."
"Maybe if we ask politely," Georgette suggested.
Lester could hear them whispering, but not exactly what they were saying, although undoubtedly, they were making fun of him. He glanced at them. Up close, they were very attractive.
"He's looking at us," Paulette noted.
"Why not? We're hot."
"But I've never seen him with a girl at school."
"He's actually not bad looking for a nerd," Georgette observed.
"If you say so," Paulette said.
Both girls giggled.
That caused Lester to glance at them again. He shook his head slightly in annoyance, noticing that they were sitting awfully close to each other, and touching each other. The top two buttons on Paulette's shirt were undone and he could see the roundness of her breast as it curved into her cleavage.
"You think he's gay?" Paulette asked.
"Only one way to find out," Georgette responded. She reached out and grabbed her sister's tit and caressed it.
Paulette's hand had already been on her sister's leg, so she started gently rubbing her thigh.
The two girls then engaged in a lip-to-lip kiss.
Peripherally, Lester could somewhat see what they were up to. He wondered the same thing about them: were they lesbians? Although, they certainly teased the boys at school. He was certain they were attempting to tease him, but he couldn't imagine why. He gave in and looked at them.
Their response was to again giggle, then they kissed once more.
Lester turned away. He wasn't embarrassed. He simply did not want to play whatever game they were playing.
"Well, that got him to look," Paulette noted.
"Let him see your tits," Georgette suggested. She undid the buttons on her sister's shirt and spread it apart to reveal Paulette wore no bra. Georgette caressed her sibling's breast once more.
Lester gave a barely perceptible glance but saw enough as Paulette now pulled the straps of Georgette's shirt down her arms to expose her tits. Both girls had nice boobs, not particularly big, but average for their age and size. No one knew that Lester did watch porn on his computer. So many of the girls at school, not just these two, liked to dress suggestively to show off what they had as much as the dress code would allow. Lester might have been a nerd, but he wasn't immune to the female form. Even though he knew the twins were toying with him, he would love to watch, but he didn't want to give in to them.
"Maybe if we move closer," Paulette said.
Lester was sitting at one end of the sofa and saw the girls move to the other end from the love seat. They kissed showing more tongue usage and played with each other's boobs. Next, they both completely removed their tops.
Paulette who was closest to Lester, crawled over to him on hands and knees, her tits hanging down forming perfect cones. "Hi," she offered.
"Hi."
"I'm Paulette."
"I know."
"Didn't know if you knew which of us was which."
Lester nodded. "I knew."