I was only mid way through my first semester at college when I met Cassie. I had seen her once or twice before down at the front desk of my dorm hall but we had never met. It was a friend of mine who introduced us over drinks in his dorm.
I was over having a few drinks as normal when she knocked on the door. I got a little panicked at first, not knowing who was knocking on the door. Brad let her in and I was put at ease as she entered the cramped dorm room. She stood maybe only 5'1 and had a curvy frame. Her hips were wide and her ass was almost perfectly round and as my eyes moved up over her, her body narrowed and then formed back out to her C-cup chest. Her hair was a natural blonde but you could tell she had it lightened. Her eyes seemed a grayish shade of blue and her skin was tanned from the salon, complete with the heart on her hip that peaked out from between her pants and shirt. She was wearing heels and carried a designer bag. I'm sure her outfit was expensive. She seemed to take great pride in her appearance, highlighting her assets, and you could tell she liked any attention that was paid to her.
She came in and I stood for introductions. "This is Cassie" Brad said and I extended my hand. It was a pleasure meeting her already. I returned to my seat on the couch, Brad did the same on the other end and Cassie didn't hesitate taking her place right between us. Brad reached over into the mini fridge that sat on the end of the couch and pulled out another round of beers. I wasn't a huge beer fan but it's college and free drinks are good drinks. Cassie was the first to crack her beer and take a drink. This girl continued to impress.
We sat drinking beer and watched TV as some Hottest Something bikini pageant came on. Cassie said she was excited to see this and that she loved pageants. As we watched, we picked out our favorites and what we liked about each of them. Cassie seemed to be equally an ass and tits kind of girl. She was critical of their ability to walk properly in heels. I demanded that since she was wearing heels, she needed to get up and strut her stuff better. She was quick to jump up and prove herself better than the bikini clad models and started to do her best runway walk.
The dorm was narrow and small but she worked the open area putting leg over leg walking up and down. I'm not sure if it was the heels, the walk, or if it was just her nicely formed ass that did it, but I was getting turned on by her.
"First of all, you're doing it wrong." I said after she had done 2 passes by the couch.
"How? I can walk so much better in heels than these girls."
"Well, to be fair, they already have you beat since they're almost naked and you're not. So they walk better in heels."
"Fine" Cassie said almost forcefully. She grabbed the bottom corners of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Her breasts looked firm and quite perky. After she tossed it to the side, she quickly undid the button on her pants and those too came quickly off her perfectly tanned body. Brad started laughing in disbelief and I couldn't help but grin as she stood before us. Her bright red bra matched her red thong, both complete with little black bows on them as if they were a present. I should send a thank you card.
"Ok, now you win" I said, doing my best to keep my cool over the situation. I had never met this girl before and now here she was, standing in heels wearing only her bra and thong. I was getting turned on. She did two more laps in front of the couch, driving home the point. As she strutted back and forth, leg over leg, her hips and ass swayed from side to side.
"I wish I had brought some dollar bills over" I said jokingly.
"I've always wanted to be a stripper. If I have to start stripping to pay for school, you guys should come see me work." And with that, she grabbed the bed pole and started to show off her hottest stripper moves. Her hips and body curved and moved. Her ass rolled out towards us as she presented it to us, her thong coming down and barely coving her pussy as she moved.
"Fuck dude, if only we had money with us" Brad said as we watched the show.
"To bad" Cassie said as she turned back to us and went to put her pants back on. "You boys could have had a show."
In the following weeks, I saw more and more of Cassie and we were becoming really close. We didn't talk about her strip show but there was a definite sexual undertone to our conversations and we quickly became close friends. We talked about everything under the sun. Any guys she was into, girls I was into, stuff we were into, sexual things we liked, things we wanted to do but haven't yet, sex we've tried but didn't care for. She loved sex and loved to share everything with me and loved hearing a guy's take. She told me all about her collection of toys and how often she uses them and what porn she watches when she does.
Despite her attractive figure and her outgoing personality, she admitted that she hasn't been with anyone in a long time. I hadn't been with anyone either and we shared our frustrations over it.
