Chapter 7 – Toga Party
During my first semester in college I did everything hard: I studied hard during the week and I partied hard on Friday and Saturday nights. At my school the Greek letter fraternities usually had the best weekend parties and I often found myself being asked to attend one of them by various guys, especially the guys that belonged to the Gamma Delta Iota house.
For one of the fall weekends, the Gamma Delts planned a toga party. One of the brothers that I had never dated, Jesse, a third year student, invited me to be his date for the party. Jesse told me that he was going to dress as a Roman soldier. I decided to dress as a young peasant maiden. I bought some inexpensive fabric and made a woman's tunica that flowed from my shoulders down to just below my knees before I clinched it under my breasts. Since I was dressing as a lower class girl, I opted not to wear anything under or over garments with my tunica.
When Jesse buzzed my room to pick me up, I was still naked except for my sandals. I slipped my tunica over my head and then girdled it under my pert breasts. Since I had no pockets on my outfit, I stuffed my college i.d., my room key and, on a lark, four or five condoms in my clutch purse. After one last glance in the mirror on the door, I headed down to the lobby to meet Jesse. With what had become a ritual with me, I leaned in and gave Jesse a light peck on the cheek to greet him. Then I added, "You look sharp."
Jesse took my hand and replied, "And, you look hot. I'm not sure that I can keep the guys away from you."
With that we walked out of the dorm hand in hand chatting about school and ourselves. After a few minutes, I began to shiver since the fall air had a definite chill in it. Jesse pulled me closer to him for some warmth. Jesse instinctively began to rub my shoulder as we approached the Gamma Delt house. "You're cold. Too bad one of us didn't bring a jacket."
"And, ruin the costume? You can just warm me up when we get inside," I breathed into his ear with a mischievous grin on my face.
After we got into the house, I turned to Jesse and cooed, "Want to warm me up now?" With that I turned and planted a full kiss on his surprised lips. Jesse responded by slipping his hand down to my ass and pulling me tight against him. My stiff nipples pushed into his chest and my tunica covered mound rubbed against his rapidly swelling manhood. Jesse returned my kiss with a probing tongue.
Because of our location, we soon broke our lip lock. Jesse replied, "Jenny, you're as hot as the guys say."
"Thanks for warming me up, soldier," I responded. Then I added with a grin, "I have a little surprise for you later."
"Wanta tell me now?" Jesse replied squeezing my ass cheek.
"Later, soldier!" I snapped. As I reached to take his hand, the backside of my hand brushed against his swollen cock.
Jesse led me downstairs to the party. Releasing my hand, Jesse started walking to the make shift bar in the corner before saying, "Jenny, what do you want to drink?"
Glancing around, I noticed that most people were drinking red wine. Since I had never had any wine I replied, "Whatever you are drinking, Jesse."
He returned with two glasses of wine and handed me one. "Here you go; I hope that you like it." Before I could take a sip, he continued, "Let's go sit down." With that he guided me over to an overstuffed chair.
I sat down in the chair and Jesse sat on the arm. I took a sip of my wine as Hank and Sandy wandered over. Jesse spoke first, "Hi Sandy. Hank, how's the party going?" Then before Hank could answer, Jesse continued, "Sandy, do you know Jenny?"
I piped in, "I'm responsible for these two love birds being together."
"W e were two of the Smith Sluts," Sandy followed up. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I hear Jesse is a stud."
"I know." Then in a normal voice I asked, "Been here long?"
Sandy replied, "We just got here. Hank, could you get me a beer?"
As Hank headed to the bar, he replied, "Babe, I think we're only serving wine at the party. Alright?"
"Sure." Then turning to Jesse and myself, she continued, "anything that will get me a good buzz. I sure need something after the game today."
I took another sip of my wine and said to Jesse, "this is better than beer." Just then Hank returned and handed Sandy a glass of wine.
The four of us talked for a few minutes before Hank gave Sandy a look and she said, "Let's go dance." With that the two of them left for the dance floor.
Jesse and I continued to talk and sip our wine. I did notice that from his position, Jesse was looking down my tunica at my twin mounds. I wondered if he could tell that I was not wearing a bra. After we both finished our wine, he stood up, took my hand and pulled me up and out of the chair. "Let's see who is here?"
With that we wandered over to the bar for refills and then began to stroll around the basement. I noticed that there were more guys at the party than women as it was obvious that not every Gamma Delt had a date. As I surveyed the room I wondered how many of the females at the party were going to end up on their backs as I expected to. I continued sipping wine as we chatted with various Gamma Delta brothers and their dates. Occasionally, Jesse would let his free hand wander over my lower back and down my tunica covered ass.
As we wandered over to the game room, we ran into Jim and his date. Jim was the guy that I had picked up the night that I had made my reputation as one of the three Smith Sluts. Jim and Jesse struck up a frat brother conversation while Jim's date, Shelley, pulled me aside. "Can I ask you a couple of personal questions?"
Thinking back to my first week-end on campus, I knew where this conversation was heading, but I answered anyway, "Sure."
