I moved to NYC in the middle of the summer. My dad got a job as a top lawyer at an extremely good law firm. It was too good of a job to turn down, so we moved their without anyone of us resisting. My brother and I actually supported him and told him he should take it. Sure both of us would sacrifice a lot by moving, especially myself.
I was giving up the most perfect girl. We started going out right in the beginning of Freshman year. We lost our virginity’s to each other a couple weeks after going out. We were pretty serious, family dinners and trips to her parents beach house. Our parents loved us together and allowed us to pretty much do whatever we want. I’m sure our parents knew what we were doing but their never let on let alone tried to stop us. I guess it wasn’t meant to last because when I told her we were moving we promptly ended things a couple months before school ended before the real emotions hit, and we decided being friends would be best. Sure I was sad especially because Danielle was amazing and I loved her.
However, I couldn’t stop my dad after everything we’ve been through, especially him. He was devastated when he heard mom died a couple years back because of a drunk driving accident, a semi crashed into her after the bum ran a red light and smashed into her side of the car. The Doc said she was dead instantly. It took him awhile to really fully function again. He really hasn’t ever been the same. He never seemed to get back out their dating wise, His job was pretty much all he had left and we supported everything he did.
So with everything packed, we took a plane from Austin, Texas to NYC. We had a very nice place in Austin but we knew NYC was different. We bought a two penthouses, one atop the other in the Trump Towers. My bro and I took the higher floor, we shot it before dad. The place was amazing, everything was just stunning. We had the perfect view of the river and we also had a nice sized terrace as well. We quickly pulled out savings and bought a jacuzzi for it prior to actually moving in.
After we got everything unpacked Chris and I decided to head out for a bit. We both played for the varsity back in Austin, me being a Sophomore and Chris being a Freshman. We won a state championship our last year going undefeated both of us starting. Our lives practically revolved around sports, Dad always shot around with us during the night on our own private court. We quickly got out our sneakers and told Dad we were going out for a bit of ball. Heading downstairs and out our lobby, our doorman stopped us and let us know we had our very own court right outside the building. He quickly told us which hall to go through and handed us a key for the door access. We practically ran there and we started playing.
We both got into our one-one, sweating our balls off, hustling on every play. We both liked to compete, I guess it was in our blood. I finally won 21-16, I hit a couple threes to win it. We decided we had enough after just an hour and a half, and we decided we’d head in side to change and head to the pool which was right next to the court. We got changed and came back and started goofing off, splashing water in each others faces, just having fun during the summer. Suddenly my bro stopped splashing and I soon knew why. He was starring behind me, so I quickly shot around to see two of the most beautiful girls I will ever witness. Both were complete bombshells. I spoke up first.
“You girls live here?” I asked.
“Yea, but what you guys?” She answered back. “I haven’t seen you two around.”
“We literally just moved in” I replied. “This is my brother Chris and I’m Luke, just got here from Austin a couple hours ago.”
“Dad got a job for some amazing law firm” Chris piped in.
“Sounds cool” She replied. “Well I’m Kayla, and this is Vicky.”
“You guys sisters?” Chris asked questioningly.
“Nah, just like best friends” Vicky answered. “Our parents are like best friends and we are as long as I can remember.”
“Nice, nice.” Chris said. “Well ladies, your welcome to join us if you want.”
“We in” Vicky said looking at Chris.
With that, both girls dropped their towels, giving us a site to remember. Kayla had to be an angel. She had dirty blond hair, big turquoise eyes, the nicest and most whitest smile I have ever seen, paper white. She had nice C-sized boobs that stood firm without sagging in a polka dotted bikini top. She had a summer tan that went down her flat toned stomach all the way to her long shapely gorgeous legs.