The bar was loud and raucous, crowds of college students hanging out and drinking on a Friday night after a long week studying. Music blared on the speakers and people squished around the bar counter all trying to order drinks.
Katie Rich was sitting at a little booth table with a few of her girlfriends, chatting and gossiping over all the noise. They had all dressed up a bit to go out. The petite, little Katie was wearing a gorgeous shimmery low cut top over a short striped mini skirt that showed off her smooth, slender legs. Her dark auburn hair was down and straightened and hung over her naked shoulders. A little smoky makeup and silver jewellery completed the outfit.
Her friends also looked fabulous. There was Carol, a tall brunette with a smile to die for and a hypnotically attractive rack that even Katie couldn't help but stare at, despite being perfectly straight. The fact that Carol was wearing such a tight fitting top didn't help this at all, and she was attracting more than a few lustful looks from guys across the bar. Carol was always far too oblivious to notice, however.
Sitting beside Carol was the stunning, raven haired Amber. Amber oozed sexuality. Tanned, slim and shapely, she was wearing a slinky grey mini dress that hugged every curve of her body like a second skin. Unlike Carol, Amber had the sexual instincts of a predator, and knew how to flaunt her looks to lure the guys she was after, while giving a frosty cold shoulder to everyone other guy that tried.
None of them had drinks yet. The crowd around the bar was still far too thick, and it would be next to impossible to get through. Still, even as the talked, their frustration grew. It didn't look like they would ever be a gap in the queue.
"Hey Katie, isn't that Greg?" asked Carol, pointing to a portly guy near the bar counter.
"Huh? Oh yeah, that's him," said Katie.
"So did he ask you out that day or what?" asked Carol.
Katie tried not to blush. The other day Greg had come up to her before law class, but it wasn't to ask her out. He had gotten wind of certain special deals Katie was making with guys to help her ace her classes, and wanted in on the action. The guys would do favors for her by writing up her assignments for her, and in return she would give them favors of a sexual variety.
That day Katie and Greg had sealed their deal by Katie giving him a handjob in a bathroom stall. Despite her protest, Greg came all over her face in the process too. She had been irritated at first and it had taken a while to clean up, but Greg had been doing a good job since, working studiously on Katie's behalf.
"Oh, no, he's just been helping me out with some law studying," Katie lied.
"You're such a goody two shoes, Katie," teased Amber. "You should let him feel you up on those study sessions. At least make out with him a bit and have a good time. Studying is so boring."
"Oh, shut up," giggled Katie, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Yeah, Amber, we're not all sluts like you," laughed Carol.
"I just know what I want is all," smiled Amber.
Of course, none of her friends knew what Katie was really getting up to, or just how slutty she had been to get ahead at college. And she intended for it to stay that way.
"Hey Katie, Greg's almost at the bar counter," said Carol. "You should go and see if he'll buy us a round. Save us the trouble of lining up."
"Yeah, use your charm, Katie," laughed Amber, nodding at Katie's perky breasts pushed into a tight and revealing cleavage by her bra and top.
Katie rolled her eyes.
"I'll give it a try," said Katie as she slid out of the booth seat and made her way towards Greg at the bar.
Greg was with standing in queue with a friend by the counter, waiting for a bartender to become available to order drinks. The two somewhat nerdy looking guys were talking loudly about something when Katie approached and Greg's eyes grew wide as he noticed her. They both fell silent as Katie squeezed in next to them.
"Hey Katie!" said Greg, a great grin breaking on to his face. "You look great!"
"Hey, how are you guys going?" asked Katie with a smile.
Meanwhile, Greg's friend was watching Katie with a slacked jaw and lustful stare.
"Oh, this is my friend Lyle," said Greg.
"Nice to meet you," said Katie.
Lyle could only manage mumbling something in return.
"So, what were you guys talking about?" asked Katie.
"Uh, we were talking about this anime and what special moves this character could do to beat her arch nemesis-" Greg began.
"She can't beat him, Evil Naruzo-san has over twice the power level-" interrupted Lyle suddenly.
"If Lolita-chan combines her two super twinkle abilities she can channel her star ninja power into a temporary energy field-" Greg countered.
"Yeah, that's great guys," Katie said quickly to stop the inane conversation. "So my friends and I have been waiting forever to try and get some drinks, and then we saw you over here and I was wondering if you'd like to buy us a round?"
"Um, I guess so," Greg said. "What drinks do you want?"
"Two vodka sunrises, a lychee martini, an orange tequila margarita, and three shots of green voodoo," Katie rattled off in rapid fire order.
"That sounds really expensive, Katie," said Greg.
"Good thing there's two of you then," encouraged Katie.
"It's still a lot of money for us," complained Greg.
"You sure you can't do it for me," said Katie sweetly, pressing her cleavage up against Greg's chest.
"Um," mumbled Greg, before lowering his voice, "how about I do it for a favour? You know, like our other deal."
"It's not the same, it's only one round of drinks," said Katie.
"Ok, how about Lyle and I buy all your drinks for the rest of the night," proposed Greg, "but you have to service both of us. And, you have to blow us, not just handjobs."
