Boldly Meeting

I smile, feeling my cheeks heating at least a little, looking back at the most talkative neighbours whom I had heard from before. Shooting the pair a sheepish grin, I force myself to walk closer. I see a pair of smiles aiming back my way as I walk up, which elicits in turn my smile to grow into a toothy grin.

Giggling like a schoolgirl, I try to get myself to calm down, 'you're a grown woman, for cripes sake! Act like it!' I think ruefully. Waving back at them, I manage a "Hi!", and seeing a smile back, I pause, standing before them, feeling my breasts bounce once as excitement seeks to overwhelm me. Taking a moment, I manage to inquire... "Hey, I cannot help but overhear you two before... did you mean that?"

The pair share a look, as if suddenly unsure where to take this, as the pair of young men pause and think, before one of them, "Yea, we..."

"We're happy to see such a bold woman moving in here, willing to let everyone see her curves in all their glory, parading them about without a care." I smile back, playing with my hair a bit, even if I can see one of them staring a bit lower down than my face. Much lower down, actually.

Flashing them a toothy grin, I find myself rather happy to have their attention, curling my hair over my right ear before interjecting, "No, I don't mind, actually. Much like you, I'd rather hear people getting so open about what they want to see. It's kind of refreshing, actually!"

The pair nod, one flicking the other in the ear, before he speaks up, "Does that mean you'd hang with us? We could give you a tour... if you want."

Still smiling back, I find myself wondering about their offer. Theyare rather forward, but then again that may be a good thing. Besides, its just till Michael gets back with a key, right?