Derrick woke up at 10.58 a.m., minutes before his alarm was set to ring. Summer had just begun, and he was thankful for moments like these where he got to sleep in instead of waking up at the crack of dawn to head to class. Summer school was set to start soon, but he had at least another week to savor these moments of laziness. He headed down to his apartment complex mailbox to clear his junk mail, when he noticed a SUV parked by the curb, its back laden with boxes and a mattress. Must be the apartment downstairs finally moving in, he thought to himself, wondering what his new neighbor was going to be like. He'd heard people delivering his new neighbor's fridge the other day, but whoever it was had left by the time he'd roused himself out of bed.
Hearing a voice singing softly from the previously vacant apartment, it seemed he was going to find out soon enough, and he was not ready for the rush of adrenaline through his system as he laid his eyes on the person moving in. Before him stood a blonde beauty, her short hair tied in a ponytail, standing about 5 inches shorter than Derrick's own 5 feet and 11 inches. Two large, amazingly blue eyes stared back at him, her small mouth quickly curving into a smile that stretched to her noticeable cheek bones. She had a gymnast's figure, with long thin legs and a slim waist, but she was more endowed in the chest area, with beautiful breasts that bordered between a B and a C cup. She had on a tight pink t-shirt that showed off a toned, flat stomach, and blue cut-offs that ended just past her nice firm ass. She stopped singing along to her iPod, and stretched out a hand. She said, "Hi, I'm Kirsten, I just moved in. Nice to meet you."
Derrick was about to make his introduction, when he heard another voice coming from the apartment. "Ooh, Kirsten, are we meeting the neighbors?" Derrick's shock continued as another stunning vixen came out of the apartment. She stood much taller than the other girl, coming out to about an inches shorter than Derrick, with fiery orange hair that reached to the small of her back, cascading down in loose curls. She had sultry green eyes that were more cat-like than her friend's, as well as a longer face with sharper features. Her own figure contrasted starkly against Kirsten's as well, having a more traditionally sexy hourglass shape that was more clearly shown off in a white tank top that revealed some of her black D-cup bra underneath, as well as a pair of black denim cut-off overalls that managed to show off her shapely ass and long supple legs that would entrance any man.
Quickly recovering from taking in the sight of these two beauties, Derrick quickly introduced himself, and found out the redhead was named Alicia. He was surprised that the two of them were staying in the complex, given that each apartment had a single bedroom, but he learned that the two of them had been roommates in the dorms in the past year, and had decided to save on rent by sharing a room together. They had borrowed Alicia's mom's SUV to move their things, but they didn't realize how hard it was going to be to move things up the three flights of stairs to their new place. Seeing this as a chance to get to know these beauties a little better, Derrick said, "Why don't I help you two with your things? I don't have anything better to do, and three is always better than two, isn't it?"
The two girls turned to each other with a grin, then leapt at Derrick and hugged him, feeling their soft breasts pressed against him, sending blood rushing to his groin. "Oh thank God there's a guy to help us out," Alicia said. "We've only started moving the small stuff and already we're exhausted. You're a real life saver." Kirsten nodded in agreement.
With the hugging session over, they quickly went to work, directing Derrick to the larger boxes which contained books and clothes while they handled smaller boxes and other miscellanous items. Derrick found the work tolerable, regularly visiting the gym during the school year and finding this to be a pretty good workout, especially with the sight of the girls' tight asses sauntering up the staircase in front of him. "Is your girlfriend going to approve of that?" Kirsten said, having finally caught him in his stares. Derrick just said, "Never had one. I just fooled around in high school, and have enjoyed doing more of the same in college." Derrick thought he noticed a smile grow on Kirsten's lips, but she turned away too quickly, though she started swaying her hips even more after that, and Derrick couldn't help but laugh to himself.
Finally, with all the boxes and their mattress finally moved into the apartment, the three of them decided to lie down on the girls' mattress, still unburdened by sheets or covers. Derrick noticed the girls' breasts moving up and down with their breathing, Alicia's bra now clearly visible through her sweat-soaked tank top. He realized he was staring when Alicia had to prod him to offer him a ice-filled cup of Diet Coke, and he grew red with embarassment, but this just seemed to cause the girls to giggle even more than usual.
With a lull in the conversation, Kirsten perked up and said, "It's really hot, isn't it," fanning herself with her hand in an attempt to cool down. Derrick got up and helped open the windows, which let some air into the room and cooled it down some. Still, after the hard work moving the girls' worldly possessions up three flights of stairs, the three of them were still melting in the summer's heat. While he had gotten up, Derrick noticed the two girls huddle together on their mattress, whispering to themselves as girls were wont to do when a boy was in the room.
"You know, a soda barely seems like enough to thank you for all that you've done," Alicia piped up, pulling herself up from the mattress. "I mean, the weather is so hot and we're sweating our asses off after all that work we did."
Kirsten continued. "Me and Alicia thought we should throw a party for you, and what better way to cool down than by throwing an underwear party!"
Alicia headed to the corner of the room to connect her iPod to their stereo, and soon Justin Timberlake's "Sexyback" flooded the apartment. Kirsten simply sat on the mattress and smiled, teasingly moving her hands between the bottom of her T-shirt and the hem of her cut-offs. In the meanwhile, Derrick simply stood there stunned, a small part of him wondering if this could be some sort of trap, but his mind mostly bursting with excitement at the thought of seeing these two hotties in their underwear. "I'll take it off when you do," he said, trying to sound as calm as possible with all the hormones he had raging through his system.
