Ask him to come with you to the party

"Actually," I said. "There is another house party tonight, I was thinking of going."

"I didn't think you liked those," he said with a surprised look.

"They kind of grew on me. I'd like to give it another go, want to come with me?"

"Sure, Tyler will be stoked to see me. I told him we probably wouldn't join again."

"Great! Then that's settled, we go together tonight and have a wonderful time!"

As evening came I found myself yet again standing in front of the frat house with Jamie. I was wearing my short skirt and a revealing blouse again. Jamie stole several looks, but didn't comment on it. Inviting him with me was reckless to say the least, but I hoped I could distract him somehow before I stole away with Brandon. As we walked up to the porch, music flowing over us, I had an idea.

"You know Jamie," I said. "The last few times we were here we mostly just hung out together in the couch, how about we mingle a bit tonight?"

"If that's what you want." He didn't look convinced, but hopefully Tyler would keep him occupied.

Entering the house, we found it full of drunk partygoers much like the other times we had been here. We beelined for the kitchen and got ourselves something to drink. As we left the kitchen I spotted Brandon, and unfortunately he spotted us. He headed straight for us, not giving me time to avoid him.

"I didn't think I'd see you two back here," he said with a cocky grin. "Not after losing so badly to me in our debate last time."

"I didn't lose!" I replied instantly, letting him goad me.

"Really? Well I'm still proving my case every day, fucking feminist sluts left and right." I felt my cheeks burn as he said that. {if class_pussy_pic=true} He fished out his phone and started tapping at it. Standing next to me he showed us the screen. It was the last picture I had sent him, my gaping pussy on full display.

"One of my little whores sent me this from class recently," Brandon said with an evil smile. "I'm planning on fucking her later tonight in fact." Jamie was trying his best not to gawk next to me. I just hoped he wouldn't be able to recognize who the owner of the pussy was. With Jamie distracted by the image of my spread cunt Brandon took the opportunity to slip his hand under my skirt and fondle my ass. I immediately froze and gave him a pleading stare, but he seemed intent on pushing me to the limit.

"Nice plump pussy lips, don't you agree?" Brandon said as his fingers found their way into my panties and started to stroke those very same lips. I had to bite my lips to suppress moaning right there and then. Why did getting humiliated by Brandon turn me on so god damn much?

"Are you okay Em?" Jamie asked. "You look a little red in the cheeks."

"I'm fine," I replied, giving Brandon a dirty look as he finally withdrew his hand. Licking his fingers he gave me a smoldering look hot with promise of what awaited me later.

(Suspicion +10%){else}

"In fact I got one lined up tonight as well," he continued. "A dirty whore who can't get enough of my cock."{endif}

"Anyway!" I said a little too forcefully. "You fuck feminists all day long, that doesn't mean you won the debate!" Grabbing Jamie I pulled him with me into the living room, not giving Brandon a chance to reply.

"That guy is a piece of work," Jamie said as we stopped.

"Tell me about it," I said. "But I won't let him stop us from having fun tonight!"

"Just be careful okay? He gives me a bad feeling."

As I nodded I spotted Tyler on the other side of the room.

"Why don't you join Tyler and I'll see if I can't find someone interesting to talk to? We can meet up later."

Thankfully Jamie agreed and walked over to greet Tyler, now I had to go find Brandon without getting caught. My heart was in my throat, but perversely that made me even hornier. Making certain that I was out of sight of Jamie and Tyler I went upstairs. Brandon's room was unlocked, but empty. Andrew's room was as well. Brandon was somewhere else.