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The other was more traditional looking but no less hot, with long brown hair and a more classically pretty face. Her makeup was darker colored but just as bold, with black eyeliner surrounding both of her eyes. She was shorter than her friend, and a little thicker, with a body build like a brick shithouse; a bubbly but firm ass, stocky, powerful looking legs, and huge tits that were emphasized by her sleeveless black t-shirt that barely held them in.
“What’s up?” Matt said, trying to play it cool.
“Who are you?” the blonde one asked.
“I’m Matt,” he replied.
“Nice to meet you, Matt,” the brunette said. “I’m Sasha, and this is Bailey.”
“Hey,” Matt said.
“Is Seth here?” Bailey asked, getting right to the point.
Matt shook his head.
“What about Andy?” Sasha asked.
“Nope,” Matt replied. “They went to a frat party.”
“That sucks,” Bailey said. Then the specifics of the situation started to sink in. “Wait a minute. Who are you?”
“Matt,” he said. “Matt Hoffman.”
“What are you doing in here?” Sasha asked.
“Just watching a movie,” Matt said. “This is the only VCR on the floor and I was bored.”
“Cool,” Bailey said. “Mind if we join you?”
“Yeah,” Sasha said. “We’re pretty bored too.”
“And drunk,” Bailey said, giggling.
“Yeah,” Sasha added, giggling herself. “That too.”
“Don’t worry,” Matt said, joining in on the giggling. “I am too. Come on in.” He held the door wide and then closed it behind them after they’d entered.
“Do you have anything to drink?” Bailey asked.
“Yeah, we ran out of alcohol,” Sasha said. “And we’re still thirsty.”
“Oh, I’m sure I can scare something up,” Matt said. He rifled through the generic hiding places in the closet and came out with a bottle of tequila. “Here we go.”
“Purrrrr-fect,” Bailey said, drawing the word out.
“Yeah, I could do a few more shots,” Sasha said. “Break it open.”
Matt undid the cap and took a swig straight from the bottle, then passed it over to Bailey. She took a hearty drink and handed it to Sasha, who did the same. She gave it back to Matt to start the whole process over again.
Four rounds later, they were all starting to feel the effects of the tequila on top of everything they’d drank before it. Matt’s anxiety had waned but his boner hadn’t. It was pressing up against his jeans, making itself quite obvious. And both the girls had noticed, peeking down at it more than once, even though, thankfully, neither had said anything.
“So what are you watching?” Bailey asked after they’d put the tequila away.
“Pretty Woman,” Matt said.
“Oh, I love that movie,” Sasha said.
“Yeah?”
