Craigslist Roommates

Checking the address, you look around and find yourself approving of the location. Green lawns, cozy ranchers and several two-story homes dotted along the street, it seems like a quiet neighborhood. At least the ad didn't lie about that, unlike most of the other apartments and houses you looked at during your search for a new home.

"Right," you mumble. "322 Pickerton Ave. This is it."

Hesitating for just a moment, you steel yourself and knock on the double-story house's front door.

"I'll get it," you hear a girl's voice sound from inside.

The door opens and a petite girl with light brown skin, with matching brown hair and eyes, smiles at you, "Hi! You must be James. Come on in, take a look at the place!"

You thank her and step into the carpeted sitting room. She's rather cute and you can't help but admire the way her knee-length white skirt hugs the curves of her butt nicely. Definitely a point in favor for this place.

"Well, I'm Mia," she introduces herself, shaking your hand. "Nice to meet you. Rachel and Madison are in the kitchen, c'mon."

You follow Mia through the nicely, if femininely decorated sitting room to the kitchen, where the other two housemates seem to be preparing some sandwiches. Mia clears her throat, "Hey! Eyes up, girls!"

"Oh, hi," a tall, tan-skinned blonde answers, looking curiously at you. It's completely impossible to avoid ogling her bulging cleavage, which is nearly level with your head as she walks forward. The woman's blue t-shirt can barely contain those bouncing mountains and you feel heat creeping up your neck as she smirks, knowingly, "I'm Rachel. A pleasure to meet you... James, right? Mia said you'd be over today."

The last girl, who despite it being the afternoon is wearing a black tank-top with pink pajama short-shorts waves at you from the refrigerator, "And I'm Madison. You're cute, I say we keep him!"

"S-Sorry," you stutter, surprised the pale red-head would be so blunt. She just smiles mischievously at you.

"Madison," Mia hisses at the giggling chick. "Don't scare him off already! Let me show you the rest of the place, okay?"

With that Mia grabs your hand and leads you out of the kitchen area, back through the sitting room. Mia shows you the rest of the ground floor, indicating the den where a large, LED TV awaited your view pleasure, and the basement door, which Mia forbade you from entering until she could get it cleaned up.

Upstairs is where all the bedrooms and a computer room are located. Surprisingly there are only two bedrooms, with a single king-size bed each, and when you asked your tour guide about it she merely shrugged, "Rachel and I sleep together so you'll have to share with Madison. I hope that's not a problem..."

"I... I guess not," you answer, feeling embarrassed and nervous. You've never been much of a success story with women, let alone three beautiful girls who apparently have no problem setting you up in bed with one of them. After showing you the bathroom, Mia takes you downstairs to meet with the other housemates to ask your decision.

"I'll bring my stuff right over," you smile as the girls cheer, hugging you happily. You try not to get too happy yourself as Rachel's boobs mash right into your face.