My Neighbors Down the Hall – Part 1

It was like any other Saturday morning. At least, that’s what I thought when I stepped out of the shower and threw on some sweats and a t-shirt. As I was finishing my breakfast, I heard noise in the hallway. I didn’t think anything of it because I knew the new neighbors were supposed to be moving in this weekend. I went into the spare room where my weights were and started my daily ritual of lifting weights. I thought I heard someone knocking at the door, but by the time I got to the door there was a loud thud and a lot of swearing.
“Hey, Neighbor. Can you help us out? We didn’t have money for movers and we were trying to move our stuff in. We ran into some trouble, though,” one of the girls said hurriedly as she was trying to keep an eye on the things they had in the front yard. I replied, “Today is your lucky day. You just hired a moving man for the day. My name is Paul. Let me close my door and I will be right there.”
As it turned out, there were four girlfriends moving in. Their names were Maria, Selena, Christina and Mandy. All four girls were Latinas. I am terrible at telling what countries people come from, but I heard the girls speaking Spanish. They were all starting their sophomore year at the women’s college nearby. As the day progressed, I learned that they were all BFFs. Each of them had a different major ranging from psychology to theater to fashion design to nutrition. And they all were simply gorgeous and incredibly fit. After we got everything moved in, they invited me back to their new apartment by 12:00 pm. (They didn’t have a lot of stuff.) We ordered from the Pan Asian restaurant a few blocks away. I decided to treat them because they are poor college students and I do very well for myself in the computer industry. On the way back from the restaurant, I picked up several bottles of alcohol: everything from wine coolers and wine to the hard stuff. I thought it would be a nice house warming gift.
The girls didn’t have a kitchen set, so we ate in the living room. I sat on the couch with Maria and Christina on either side. Selena and Mandy were across from us. It was already 90 minutes since I got back with the food and alcohol. Having finished our food a while ago, we were just getting to know one another as we enjoyed our adult beverages.
“Do you have a girlfriend, Paul?” Maria asked. I said, “Nope.” Mandy asked, “What about a boyfriend?” I raised one eyebrow and said proudly, “I am very much a heterosexual. What about you, ladies?” Selena, speaking for the group, said, “Oh, we all like guys. We just decided that with school that we won’t have time for any serious relationships until we graduate.” Instantly, I felt like someone pulled the rug from under me. I know that I just met these girls not even 6 hours earlier, but I was hoping to ask one or more of them out. They were simply stunning.
It was getting quiet. You know, the kind of quiet that comes before people start excusing themselves to go home or saying that they needed to do something else. I really didn’t want to go back to my apartment — alone, not when there were four incredibly hot women here.
“What about playing a game?” I asked. They liked the idea of a game, but they didn’t have any games at their new place. And I am a guy. All I have are my Xbox games and I don’t think they would want to play those. Oh, I do have some playing cards back at my place.
I hesitatingly said, “I know this may sound lame, but I have a deck of cards. I’d be happy to get them. While I am gone, you can pick the card game.” They seemed happy with the idea. I said, “Hey, give me ten extra minutes. I would like to shower after helping move you girls in.” Selena said, “How about an hour? That will give us a chance to get cleaned up too.”
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I came back with the cards and poker chips just in case they chose to play poker. I am okay at poker. I know the rules and that. I am sure I would be able to teach them poker if they want to learn.
Mandy said, “We aren’t in the mood for anything that requires a lot of thought. We want to play a game like war.” I was thinking, “This blows,” but I guess I am still here with these beautiful ladies, so I should just go along with whatever they want.
I said, “Sure thing. It will allow us to still talk and laugh then.” Mandy replied, “That’s what we like in a guy. Someone who is agreeable and tries to please us women.” And they all laughed. I guess I scored some points after all.
After we played a game, Maria asked, “So, Paul, what’s the craziest thing you ever did in your life.” I thought for a while and said, “When I was in high school, I called Domino’s (the pizza chain) and sent ten pizzas with all of these crazy ingredients to our principal’s address. That is about it. I am not that adventurous. What about you ladies?”
They began to laugh. Maria said, “We play strip poker at school from time to time.” Christina jumped in, “It’s not as crazy as it sounds, though.” Mandy said, “Our parents have sent us to schools for girls ever since we were in kindergarten.” Christina continued, “…. so it’s only been with other girls.”
I raised an eyebrow and said, “Oh really? Very interesting. But you have seen guys’ bodies, though. Right? I mean, you have been with a guy before. Right?”
“No, at least, not in person. We have seen pictures in our science books,” one of them said. Mandy said, “Maybe sometime we can play strip poker here with you.”
“Yeah, right,” I said as I rolled my eyes, “Don’t get me wrong. I would love to play, but I really don’t believe that you even played it at school. You don’t look the type.”
They looked at one another and started smiling. Mandy said, “We were serious about not wanting to play poker today, so strip poker is out.” I started to say something, but she interrupted and said, “so how about strip war?”
My mouth fell open. I was not expecting this, but I was so up for it. Or I will be. I asked, “Where should we play?”
Mandy replied, “How about the floor?”
I got down on the floor. I said, “So what should the rules be?”
Selena said, “We only have 52 cards, so to prevent the game from going too fast, how about any time there is war, the loser takes off an article of clothing?”
We all agreed to the one rule.
We started playing and they started teasing me saying the first one stripped bare was going to be me. “¿Estás poniendo nervioso, Pablo?” They were arguing about how big I was going to be. “¿Cuánto crees que su pene es?”
The first war was between Christina and me. I took off my shirt because I wanted to give them a little to look at. I have been lifting weights ever since I was in high school, so I looked pretty good if I do say so myself. They looked at one another and smiled.
The second time was between Selena and me. I lost again. Selena came over and yanked my left shoe off. The other girls all laughed. I was getting aroused. If only they knew, what would they do? I guess at this rate, I will soon find out.
This time it was Maria’s turn to beat me. She crawled over to me as the girls were telling her to get me and laughing. She tugged at my right shoe until it came off.
Several cards were turned over and I feigned a sigh of relief to suggest that I thought I was going to spared for a while. No sooner did I do this, Mandy and I were at war. She was smiling and winked at me. We turned over our cards and I lost yet again.
I said, “Hey, I think I have been tricked! Okay, your turn, Mandy.” As she was crawling over, I stuck out my foot, so she could pull off my sock.
She continued to smile, but started to shake her head “no”. She told me to stand up. I did like I was told. The other girls cheered her on. Suddenly, Mandy’s hands were at my waistband and she was working my sweats down. I stepped out of them.
I decided that I had a thing for Mandy a few hours ago. I really wanted her to do the honors of pulling my boxers off and get the first eye-full, so I threw my hands up and told Mandy, “You might as well do the other clothing. I know when I am beaten.” Mandy’s eyes were incredible as she looked up at me.
She pointed to one foot and I lifted it, so she could take off my right sock. She pointed to the other foot, so she could take off the left sock.
I bent down and whispered into her ear, “Am I really the first guy that you have seen?” She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and mouthed, “Si.” I don’t know why she did it, but she moved her small hands up my legs.