Frat boys

"Let's go check out the rest of the house!" Steph laughs. Amy and Brianna nod, but you shake your head.

"You go ahead. I'll catch up. I just want to say hi to Chad," you tell them. Brianna glances over at the frat boys and gives you a sly smile.

"You got the hots for him?" she laughs.

"No! He's a dork. I just want to tease him a little. You guys go ahead, and I'll catch up." Your three friends smile at you and wander out of the kitchen as you put a sultry smile on your face and sway over to the group of frat boys.

"Hi Chad," you coo, sidling up to him and giving him your best sexy little smile and wriggling a bit to show off your body. "You like my pussy....costume?" you ask with a grin and a wink.

Surprised, Chad looks at you, his eyes widening a little as he takes in your costume and the amount of your lush flesh it exposes.

"Very nice," he says, swallowing and putting a nervous grin on his face.

"Yeah," one of the other guys says with a laugh. "It's a great pussy. Lisa, right? I'm Trevor." He holds out a hand in greeting which you pretend not to see as you take a sip of your drink and arch your back a bit.

"So what are you guys up to?" you ask, looking around the group. They're in a mix of costumes, Chad and another guy called Paul dressed in Star Trek uniforms, Trevor in an air **** flight suit, a hunky bearded guy you don't know as a lumberjack, complete with a plastic axe, and two other guys in black suits and sunglasses.

"What are you guys?" you ask the two in suits and sunglasses. "Men in Black?"

They shake their heads, one of them looking a bit annoyed. "Part of the gang from Reservoir Dogs," he says with a hint of scorn.

"There's a few others around somewhere," the other says. "Hi Lisa, I'm Simon."

"That's cute," you giggle, taking another drink and conveniently ignoring Simon's hand. "So why are your guys all standing around talking to each other? You can do that anytime. You should be chatting up some girls." You smile around the group, taking care to display your body and twitch your rump a little so your tail moves. You're happy to see that your teasing is having some effect, as their eyes follow your movements, and a few of them lick their lips as they watch you.

"We're chatting to you," the lumberjack says with a lopsided smile. "We like talking to pussies."

You give him a simpering grin and reach forward to tap his nose with one finger. "Do you just talk to them?" you ask coyly. "Pussies need a lot of attention."

"I give them lots of attention," he says, giving you another smile.

"Oh my!" you purr. "But you have such a big axe. That could frighten a poor pussy. Sorry guys, I have to go find my friends. Great talking to you."

You flash your sexiest smile at them and strut away, wriggling your rump and twitching your tail at them as you leave.