It was a brisk fall day. I pulled the zipper on my jacket up as far as it could go, right up to my neck. Even with a big sweater on underneath my windbreaker, I was still pretty damned cold. It was 10:25 am and my sole class of the day started in 5 minutes.
As I entered the building my class was in, I noticed a few familiar faces. You know, other people in your degree or program, people you could recognize and probably knew their names, but you didn't really know them. Sure, I had a few close friends in my year, but not very many. That was when I first noticed her, entering the lecture hall shortly after I did. She was about 5'6", clad in jogging pants and a big, comfortable looking sweater. Her long brown hair was done up in a pony tail, and she flipped it back over shoulder as she readjusted her book bag on the other. She glanced around, looking at the room numbers for her class, I supposed. She was wearing a pair of horn-rimmed glasses, her bright green squinting from behind them. Obviously she was having trouble finding her classroom. Luckily I was a third year student here and knew my way around. So I drew up my courage and went over to offer her the benefit of my expertise.
"Hi there," I said. "You look a little lost. Need some directions?"
She looked at me and smiled. "I'm looking for room ST-36, can you help me?"
I explained to her the lettering system of the rooms, and that this was in fact Sanderson Hall. ST stood for Stewart Hall, which luckily wasn't too far away. She thanked me and rushed off, as her class started in a few minutes as well. I silently cursed myself for not being able to at least get her name, but reclutantly headed into class myself.
An hour of calculus later, I headed back to my apartment complex. On the way, who else was walking toward the same building but the girl from this morning? She saw me first and came over to introduce herself, thanking me again for the directions.
"I'm Lisa, this is my first year here." she said, offering her hand. I shook it, feeling how soft her skin was, and wondering if the rest of her was just as soft.
"My name's Pete, nice to meet you." I asked her where she was staying, and she just happened to be moving into the same complex I lived in, a floor below me. "Wow, that's great. So, have any roommates or is it just you living there?" I asked.
"I'm in a double, my friend Karen is moving in later this morning." She stopped, glancing at her watch, then at me. I'm no athlete by any standards, but I had an average 6'4" build. She paused, then asked me, "I don't suppose you're free now for a bit? I know Karen's got a lot of stuff to move in, and we don't really know anyone here yet."
I leapt at the opportunity, if for no other reason than to get into Lisa's good graces. We got back to the apartment and parted ways. I changed into some old clothes, just jogging pants and an old t-shirt, and headed down to meet Lisa. She stayed in her same outfit, joking about how tired she was this morning before class and knew she'd be moving anyway,s o she decided to dress like a bum anyway. I began to tell her she looked perfect the way she was, when a moving van pulled up to the curb.
The van door opened and out came Karen. She was a little bit shorter than Lisa, standing around 5'2", but her curves were out of this world. Even though she was wearing baggy old clothes for moving like we were, I could definitely make out her huge breasts, my eyes glued to them as they bounced upon her exiting the van. Her hips were nice and wide too, not too big but definitely the perfect shape to grab onto. Karen's hair was short and blonde, and her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown. Her and Lisa hugged, chatting a bit amongst themselves Lisa introduced me. I took this time to re-examine Lisa: her breasts were definitely not as big as Karen's, but they were definitely nice. Her ass was a lot smaller and tighter looking than Karen's, a fact I'd get a whole lot more familiar with later.
Lisa broke apart from Karen, turning and introducing me to her friend. I shook her hand, and after a few small pleasantries, we began moving the stuff into their apartment. It took aboout a good two hours, stopping for a quick lunch of sandwiches Lisa whipped up for us in my apartment. While we were moving things, I noticed how friendly and intimate the girls were. They seemed to brush up against each other quite often, and once when Karen was passing by Lisa to grab another box, Lisa playfully smacked her on the ass, both of them giggling. Perhaps, like most guys, I was reading too much into this, looking for something more than friendship between them because I wanted to believe they were into each other. I just shrugged it off, adding it to my bank of fantasy material.
WHen everything was upstairs, I collapsed on their couch. I was exhausted, not used to such a workout. The girls went about unpacking things immediately, rearranging the smaller things in the living room and then began to sort out their own rooms. I went ignored until Karen came out to the fridge to grab a soda, bringing one to me as well.
"Here ya go Petey, you've earned this much." she said with laugh. I quickly downed it, still thirsty and sweaty from the moving.
"Hey, can you give us a hand with one more thing? I just need to move my bed around, I like to have it facing a certain way." I let out a mock sigh of frustration, walking by Karen towards her room. She just giggled and followed behind me.
Pointing to the corner into which she wanted it moved, I got behind the bed and started pushing it in that direction. She inspected my work, telling me an inch this way and two inches that way, until she told me to stop. She stood between me and the mattress then, hand on her chin and thinking, then bent down and tried pushing it a bit one way. It was too heavy for her, and I bent down to help. As I bent over her, she fell onto the bed, and her legs tangled with mine, pulling me down on top of her.
"Well now, aren't we getting comfortable?" she said playfully. I blushed, as I was now straddling her from behind, my crotch directly resting on her full, round ass. She grinded her butt back against me, causing my member to stir a little. I started to say something, not wanting her to be offended, but she cut me off.