Female Housemate Wanted
by Pan
I wasn't really sure why we decided to take Phillip as a housemate. After Elle said she was moving out, me and Marie had agreed that we wanted to live with another female. Just for little stuff - so that we could walk around in our underwear without having to worry about some guy perving on us, that kind of thing. I've never lived with a guy before, but I can tell you from experience - living with girls is easy. Why mess with a good thing?
Phillip worked with Elle at the video store. When he found out that we were looking for someone, he rocked up at the interviews. He was cool about it - we told him that we were looking for another girl, and he said that was fine. We didn't have another interview for half an hour, so we just hung out for the rest of the time, talking about movies. (he's really into film)
The rest of the interviews went well, and we'd pretty much decided on this girl called Abby. Elle came home the next day, and turns out that Phillip had lent us this movie that we'd been talking about -
Primer
. You can't find it anywhere, but he had a copy, so the three of us sat down and watched it.
It's the most confusing film I've ever seen, but that's sort of meant to be the appeal of it. You watch it and you've got no idea what's happening, not until you go online and read up about what actually happened. I think I get it now, but it's complex as hell, I'll tell you that.
Anyway, the next morning me and Marie were chatting about how nice it was for Phillip to lend us his own personal copy of the film, and we agreed to give him a try as a housemate. Sorry Abby! He just seemed like a cool guy, and Marie and I both wanted him - we actually came to tell each other at the exact same time, believe it or not.
Elle passed on the invite, and he moved in about a week later.
I should tell you a bit about us, I guess. Marie and I have known each other since high school - we were never "best friends" or anything like that, but when we discovered we were both moving to the same city, we decided to stick together. We've gotten a lot closer over the last two years, living together. Elle was a friend of Marie's cousin or something like that - she's fun. A bit on the heavy side, but that's fine - having her around made me feel thin!
My name's Trish - I'm 20 years old, and I moved here to study architecture. I'm a bigger girl - not overweight or anything like that, just curvy. Marie is like the exact opposite of me in every way - she's five foot, thin as a rake, and so full of energy it's crazy. I'll come home, maybe have a beer and watch some TV; she comes home and bounces around the apartment cleaning, then goes for an hour-long bike-ride. Yeah. Every day.
We get along pretty well, and so on the day that Phillip moved in, I started to get a bit worried about him changing up the house dynamic. It's always like that with a new housemate though, and as he was moving in, he joked that there was no need to change anything, that we could still walk around in our underwear if we liked. (I guess Elle must have mentioned that was a concern, haha.)
Coolest thing about Phillip moving in is his massive TV. It's 50 inches - it's almost too big for the room! He doesn't have many DVDs, just a hard-drive that he's connected to the back. He said that we were welcome to use it whenever we wanted - he's got literally every single movie you could want on it. He showed me like 1% of the list, and I already made a mental note of stuff I wanted to check out. It's crazy. I think he borrows DVDs from work and then copies them onto the hard-drive. A little bit naughty, but hey - you won't hear any complaints from me!
The first night he got there, he insisted that we all sit down and watch a film together. It was nice! He let us choose, so I picked
27 Dresses
- I'd been wanting to see it for years.
(Huge disappointment.)
The next night, he was at school - he's studying film on the other side of town, so he leaves early and gets home late, if at all - so me and Marie sat down to watch a film. Normally she's too full of energy to sit down and concentrate on a flick, but I guess she enjoyed it enough last night to settle down and do it again. I could get used to this!
It pretty quickly became part of the routine. Me and Marie would get home from work, have some food, and then watch a film together each night. We alternated who got to choose, which on one hand meant that I had to sit through some real crap, but I also got to see some great stuff that I never would have watched otherwise. We barely saw Phillip at all - maybe for a few hours on the weekend. We figured he must have a girlfriend whose place he stayed at, or something like that - I kept on forgetting to ask him.
He brought this big chair with him - he called it his "throne". Me and Marie laughed, but he didn't really join in, which was a bit weird. It's comfortable as hell, and for the first few movie nights I sat in it, but after a while it just felt wrong. I didn't want to sit in Phillip's throne. Phillip's throne should be empty.
I dunno, I guess it was just a politeness thing. He was letting us watch his massive TV, after all. So after that, we just left it, and just sat on the couch.
It must have been two weeks after he moved in that Marie and I just spontaneously had this chat - we'd wanted a female housemate so that we could walk around in our underwear. I mean, we never really did, but we didn't want to give up that freedom by getting a man in.
Phillip, though...he was cool. He'd said that he didn't mind, and besides - he was never home. So one day, in the kitchen, Marie and I were making breakfast and chatting about stuff when I brought it up. She agreed, and so to really cement the idea, we both stripped off then and there, and made the rest of our breakfast just in bra and panties.
Like I said, it wasn't
really
something that we normally did, so this was actually the first time that I'd seen Marie in her knickers. Or maybe I'd seen her before, but never really noticed. She's super thin, like I said, but not in a gross way (like when you see models in their underpants) - just slender. It was interesting.
No boobs, but she had the ass to make up for it. Normally I'd be super self-conscious, especially in front of someone as slim as Marie, but on that first day I just felt super comfortable in my body. It just felt...
right
.
The differences between Marie and myself was interesting, from an aesthetic point of view. We were both really attractive and sexy in our own ways. The fullness of my bust compared to her athletic chest, my curves compared to her flat stomach...we both had great asses, but even they were completely different. Mine was generous and matched really well with the rest of my body, whereas hers was hot because it contrasted so beautifully to the rest of her body.