The social girls

Mark grunted in surprise as the door began to swing open, then his jaw dropped as before him appeared an unbelievably gorgeous young woman. She must have only been about nineteen or twenty, with long dark hair parted in the middle and combed down slick. Her make-up was immaculate, it was as if her beautiful facial features sparkled at him even though she was almost scowling as she sized him up.

Drunk as he was, Mark couldn't help but let his eyes wander downward, taking in her shapely figure. She was slim, yes but the tight tee she wore accentuated her proportional C-cup breasts and her tight black leggings showed off her magnificently toned thighs. Mark was snapped out of his ogling by the young woman clearing her throat and asking in a rather ticked-off tone, "Can I help you?"

Mark met her gaze as he spoke, his words difficult to muster before her youthful beauty. "Oh, ahh... sorry! I live upstairs. I had a few too many drinks tonight and tried to open the wrong door." he finally managed.

"Ohhhhh!" the girl exlaimed, her demeanour instantly warming, "You're the new neighbour! Hi, I'm Tish, nice to meet you." She flashed him a smile, her perfect teeth glinting even in the low light and when she pushed the door open wider and placed a hand on his arm Mark thought he would melt.

"Oh, aahh... nice to meet you Tish. I'm Mark, from upstairs." he mumbled, looking down at the perfectly manicured nails attached to the slender hand wrapped around his forearm.

Tish grinned. "You said that already silly. Here come in and meet my housemate while you're here. We were just having a little girls night." She tugged at his arm and Mark found himself following her inside, a pleasantly fresh, fruity smell filling his head as he entered.

Stepping into the main living space he spotted two other women, both appearing to be of similar age and similar style. They were fucking gorgeous and Mark found himself gaping again until Tish stepped up beside him and placed her hand on his back making him feel all strangely tingly.

"So this is Andi, my housemate..." Tish announced, gesturing with her free hand to a petite blonde girl with shoulder length hair parted at the side, a sort of fringe hanging down over the right side of her face. She was sitting but Mark could tell she was hot as fuck and it took all of his effort not to boggle his eyes at her. Tish patted him gently on the back and he caught himself. "Oh! Hi Andi, I'm Mark from upstairs." he repeated for the third time, realising how stupid he must look to them.

Andi looked up from her phone with a nonplussed expression and offered him a nod. "Hi Mark from upstairs." she said, her tone making her disinterest clear.

"Come on Andi... he's our neighbour." Tish scolded, "At least show Mark a little courtesy." Andi glanced over to Tish and a wide smile broke out over her face as she turned back to Mark and stood, stepping towards him.

"Oh! The new guy!" Andi beamed. "It's so nice to finally meet you!" Andi shook Mark's hand, her soft skin once again making him tingle.

Had Mark had more wits about him he may have caught the subtle interaction between the pair but he was too busy starting at the third young woman, only tearing his eyes away as Andi approached. Andi then introduced her, "And this is our friend Vix... careful she's a wild one." she giggled.

Mark's eyes drank her in. Vix had long flowing locks of dark red hair and her build was significantly more curvy than the other two. Her make-up was less girly as well, having adopted a slightly more gothic look. She too looked up from her phone and offered a simple, "Hey."

Tish shrugged. "So since your here, why dont you take a seat and I'll get you a drink?" she suggested, gesturing to the couch beside Vix. Mark new he should go, but the sights and the smells and the feel of their hands on him were almost irresistible.