When my roommate Mark and I posted an ad in the classified section for a third roommate in our rented house, we never could have anticipated what would have shown up at our doorstep. In hindsight, I guess our ad was rather vague it simply stated, "two mid-twenty-year-old's looking for a third to share rent and utilities. First month and security deposit required. No smoking, no pets."
Mark received a text earlier in the week from someone named Alex, asking for a tour on Saturday. When the doorbell rang at 11:00 sharp, I turned to him and said, "at least he's punctual." I got up, headed for the door and almost fell over when I opened it. Don't ask me why, but I was expecting 25- year old guy who was kind of nerdy, since he obviously didn't have any other friends to room with. What I got was a knock-down gorgeous blonde with the most perfect body I'd ever seen. She was about 5'8" with straight blonde hair they went just below her shoulders. Her perfect hour glass frame was extenuated by large breasts that I immediately estimated as 36 DD. I couldn't tell what she looked like from behind, but I had a feeling I wouldn't be disappointed. She was dressed modestly, in a white tank top, blue jeans, and black flip flops, but she wore it really well.
Once I got my composure back, I simply asked "can I help you?"
She looked around the front porch, apparently for an address and looked back slightly confused saying "Umm, I'm Alex, I'm here to see the house..."
Like a dumbass I quickly stammered, "sorry, for some reason, I thought you'd be a guy!"
"I probably should have replied Alexandra instead of just Alex. Truthfully, I was expecting you and your roommate to be girls, so I guess we're both taken a little aback."
This is where I really have to give my roommate some serious credit. He immediately jumped in and tried to salvage this by saying, "hey regardless, we'd love to give you a quick tour to see if this would work for you."
I fully expected Alex to politely thank us and be on her way, but to both Mark and my surprise she simply stated, "actually, I'd love to. This might work out anyway. Girls are a lot of drama and living with two guys might actually be a nice change and something that could be a lot of fun."
Mark and I glanced at each other and pretty much had the same thought that these next twelve months could be AWESOME if we were able to keep calm, give a good tour, and try to act like polite civilized young adults. We started off by showing her the first floor which consisted of a large living room, moderate sized dining room and a rather small kitchen that led to the basement. I mentioned that we were 25. I should clarify that we were 25 going on 18. We still liked to drink a lot of beer on the weekends, party with friends whenever possible, and act like... well idiots on a fairly regular basis. To summarize, the basement was where the degeneration occurred. She actually made mention that we had the nicest beer pong table she'd ever seen (it was pretty sweet), and that it looked like we had a lot of fun.
I could tell she was starting to perhaps have second thoughts, so I quickly blurted, "we do but only on the weekends. We both have nine to five jobs and try to be responsible during the week."
I think that was all it took. After that, we went up to the second floor, showed her the three bedrooms, and the bathroom. She would have the room right in the middle of the hall. I had the smallest right at the top of the stairs, and Mark had the largest at the end of the hall next to the bathroom.
After the tour, we simply said "what do you think? Rent is $350 and utilities are just gas and electric which are normally about $20 each per person."
Almost without hesitation she said, "actually I think this would work. It's 15 minutes from work, and the area is great. Also, I do think it would be kind of fun to have two guys as roommates, so as long as you're ok with having a girl for a third. I can get you the deposit on Tuesday and move in next weekend. Does this work?"
Mark and I looked at each other and trying to hold back our excitement both said, "yeah, absolutely. Let us know if you need help moving in."
Alex responded, "actually that would be great, I'll have a small U-haul and it won't be a lot, but I hate moving so any help I can get would be appreciated."
With that she thanked us and turned to leave. Now, I must admit, I'm a tit guy, but this was the first time I got a good look at her from behind, and my eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw how perfect her ass was in those tight jeans. I looked over at Mark, and if possible, he was staring harder that I was.
Pretty much .002 nano seconds after we closed the door we both fist bumped and were saying things like "oh my God, how did that just happen" and "this is going to be awwwwwesome."
The next week Alex showed up in a U-haul, but more importantly, showed up in skin tight gray yoga pants and a baggy t-shirt that allowed you to get a glimpse of her sports bra at just the right angle. Surprisingly she didn't have too much to move in and it only took about two hours to get her fully unloaded. She dropped the U-haul off, got her car and came back to unpack.
That night we decided to just hang out at home while we played a few drinking games and got to learn more about each other. It turned out that she was a server at a large brewery/restaurant chain. They transferred her out here to be the front of the house manager but eliminated her position as soon as she got here. So she moved away from home on the west coast to come out to the mid-west and left all her family and friends behind. She was stuck here for at least twelve months since she had already signed a contract to move here and resigned from her previous position. She said she already loved it out here although she was bummed about not getting the position she wanted.
We also found out that she was single and acted more like a guy than any other girl we met. Alex was the kind of girl that we'd be instant best friends with if she were a guy, and her great personality made her even more attractive than we even thought possible.
Mark and I did have once piece of information we wanted to share with Alex sooner than later, and that was that in two Saturdays we were hosting a bachelor party for our friend Matt, and that after golfing and quick football game, everyone would be coming back to our place to shower, have lunch and get ready before heading out for the night. We told her she was welcome to hang out, but wanted to give her the heads up that there would be about 8-12 rather drunk guys coming over. We wanted to give her enough time so she could find something else to do outside of the house. Her response turned me on for some reason.
"I work in a Brewpub, I have guys talking about my tits and ass all day. I'm not only used to it, but have come to enjoy it. I'm off that day so I can get some food and drinks ready if you text me when you're 30 minutes out."
The next two weeks went by slowly and were pretty unremarkable. We learned that Alex's pants of choice were tight yoga pants and that my new favorite pastime was staring at her perfectly shaped butt as she got up to walk away. Mark and I also came to the conclusion that her tits were absolutely real and that we'd kill half the children in China just to get a good look at them.
The day of the bachelor party came and after a great game of golf and a not-so-great game of football we came back to the house and were shocked to see that in the living room there was an entire spread of sheet pizzas, wings, and a cooler of beer all set up. Matt, the bachelor said "if this is your new hot roommate that you're constantly talking about, then she is even better than I imagined and perhaps I should dump my fiancé and start dating her."
"No way, dibs." I said.
It was at that moment when collectively all 8 of us that came in from the game's mouths dropped open as Alex came in wearing a skimpy and slutty referee's outfit. The skirt barley covered her ass and the shirt was zipped down to show some amazing cleavage.
"Hi guys, good day so far?"
"Yeah, good day so far, and only getting better," said James, one of our friends from college.
Alex replied, "well I'm glad, there's pizza and wings from Antonio's and I got a few cases of beer for you. Some cheap, and some good. Here, let me get everyone a drink."
It was at this moment the skies parted and the angels started singing. Alex bent over at the waist to get a couple of beers from the cooler and her skirt lifted to the point that we could see she was wearing lacy boy shorts that showed off that beautiful ass that I had been dreaming about for three weeks.
"Let me get you a few more." She said, and every time she bent over, she would bend further and further and take longer and longer giving us a great view from the couch.
It was then that Mark, always the knight in shining armor said, "Alex, can Tom and I talk to you in the kitchen."
I didn't like where this was going, but regardless, I got up and followed the two of them to the kitchen, never taking my eyes off her perfectly shaped ass that I swore was shaking more than normal.
Mark said, "Alex, thanks so much for getting all this stuff ready. Really you didn't have to but at the same time, you don't need to wear this and show off for everyone. We're roommates and I don't want you to do something that you're not comfortable with."
I mumbled something that was probably similar, while at the same time kicking myself for doing so.
Alex's response was something that I could have only dreamt. "Guys, it's a bachelor party. I'm happy to show a little skin and prance around like this. Not only is it fun, but I spent over $100 on this outfit for Halloween last year, and now I finally get to wear it again! Besides, don't act like you haven't been checking out my tits and ass every chance you get. I'm not stupid. I don't mind, but don't play it off like I haven't noticed. Besides, I've been checking you two out too, and perhaps I might get a chance to see some boners today!"
"If that's what you want," I said. "Umm walking around like that, not seeing boners, I meant."
"Well perhaps both." Alex said, and then she grabbed both mine and Mark's dicks through our pants at the same time. We looked at each other and both thought that this was going to be one heck of a day.
For the next hour, we all took turns taking showers in the single bathroom that we had until we were all done. We had pretty much polished off the pizza and made a good dent in the beer when we were getting ready to leave.
Alex had continued to tease us all day, but nothing besides bending over and letting us see her perfect ass or allowing her cleavage to brush up against us as we'd walk by. As we were getting ready to call for an Uber, she asked, "so what's the plan for the rest of the night, you guys going to a strip club or hiring a stripper or what?"
