The Slow and Steady

Trying to creep along the path behind the frat houses wasn’t easy to do. Especially when you considered you had two girls who were clinging to the shadows creeping along trying desperately not to be seen despite there being no one around in Bruna and Mary Roselyn. Hope was doing her best but in her walking boot she could barely keep up with even their slow pace.

“Hey guys I’m all for teamwork, and this no one gets left behind stuff… but you gotta leave me behind or else you won’t even make it to a house in time let alone all the way back.” Hope said. There was no way of knowing how much time had past since none of them had phones or watches on them. But she was right. They needed to get a move on if they we’re going to avoid walking back dressed like this.

“Ok. Why don’t you wait here and we will grab you on the way back?” Blair suggested.

“What if it takes to long and we’re in a rush to get back? Are we gonna leave her?” Maria asked.

“And Monica was very clear. We all need to participate.” Bruna added.

“Well then wait here. We will pick the first place we come to and make it work. Mary-Roselyn can just grab a few pairs and bring them back to you so it looks like you both grabbed something and can then both get back to the car quicker.” Blair couldn’t help but smile at her quick thinking. It sounded like the best they could do for both Hope’s injury and to get Mary-Roslyn back to the car as quickly as possible. Of course Bruna had thoughts.

“Why does she get to be the first one in and out? Why not me?”

“Because we need to grab as much as possible! More hands!” Blair tried to plead with the stubborn pale girl.

“I don’t know… I really don’t want to run back alone…” again Mary Roslyn’s nerves shook her whole voice.

“Ok fine. Brian you and Mary-Roslyn get in and get out quick and then get back with Hope and go to the car. Maria and I will get the as much as we can.” She looked at the wavy haired brunette next to her that just nodded.

*****

It took them several more precious minutes to find a suitable house that stood dark. Blair hoped that it was just empty and that the occupants were out at another party and not actually at home asleep. Sneaking in the back door the foursome crept into the dark kitchen.

“Laundry!” Maria whispered excitedly gesturing towards a door off the kitchen that clearly showed a washer and dryer on the other side. Bruna and Mary-Roslyn nodded their acknowledgment and crept to the small room while Blair and Maria made there way into the living room.

“Shh” Blair whispered as she peered into the living room around a corner. The room was dimly lit from the one remaining light bulb in the ceiling fan at the center. The room was a disaster. A mess of beer cans and solo cups. Just trying to find an open spot of floor space to walk wouldve been enough of a challenge. If their hadn’t already been a person passed out face down asleep on the couch.

“Let’s hope he’s to drunk to realize we’re here.” Maria whispered as the pair set out across the living room. Both in their best lacy underwear tiptoed across the floor. Blair had to do her best not to squeal when she stepped in a puddle of unidentified liquid she really hoped was old beer, and not the any variety of options that could have matched it’s yellow color.

Finally the duo reached the stairs and with one quick look back at the drunk on the couch began to ascend. Every creak in the old staircase sounded like a gunshot to Blair as her heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest.

*****

“How many do we need to grab?” The short shy girl asked her taller counterpart.

“Let’s just grab three and get the fuck back to the car” Bruna said as she without care started to flip through the nearest laundry hamper. “God guys are fucking disgusting… here we go… one… two…” she tossed the first two pairs she found to Mary-Roslyn who looked at them with interest. “And three! Let’s go!”

The two girls with the three pairs of undergarments crept back into the kitchen. Brian in particular was ready to bolt and with a bit more aggression flung open the sliding glass door onto the back porch, which in turn made a noise much to loud for the pairs liking.

“Fuck! Run!” Bruna yelled in a panic now definitely drawing attention to the fact that they were there.

*****

The noise awoke, but barely registered with the very drunk Logan as he came too and took in his surroundings. The sound of the door or the yell meant nothing to him. A year and a half of living in a Frat house meant Logan was used to hearing all kinds of weird things at all times of night.

He was just sober enough to register two things. 1) that all of his brothers had left him passed out on the couch before they went to the weekly rager at Sig Ep. ‘Fucker’ he thought to himself as he stood up. The second thing that he was aware of was how much he had to pee.

*****

“What was that?!?” Blair said joining Maria back out in the hall after hearing a yell from downstairs.

“Bruna and Mary-Roslyn?” She offered.

“I guess so. But there doesn’t seem to be anyone else home besides the guy who’s passed out downstairs.”

“Well if it is nothing we can do about it I guess. We should grab some more.” She held out her hands having so far only gathered a few handfuls. Blair herself only had one fist packed with underwear.

“How much more do you think we’ll need? We have to have at least 20 pairs between us?”

“More can’t hurt.” Maria said as a mischievous grin spread across her face.

*****

Logan swayed on the spot as he pulled his shorts back up and flushed the toilet. He looked in the mirror only to see his scruffy blonde beard, equally scraggaly mane of hair and bloodshot eyes staring back at him. “Gotta stop pregaming so hard man. You’ll miss all the good stories from the party.” He said to himself as he exited the bathroom without washing his hands.

*****

Blair and Maria had finished raiding one more room before noticing that the clock on the bedside table told them they only had 7 minutes left to get back to the car.

“We gotta go!” Blair whispered as the pair crept back into the hall each with an armful of underwear. They made there way down the stairs and were attempting the precarious walk through the minefield of old cans when they heard the toilet flush.

Both on instinct froze, looked at each other and then at the couch, and then back to each other in horror. How could they have been so stupid to have realized that the drunk wasn’t on the couch anymore.

Suddenly the door just off the bathroom opened and the tall, scruffy, drunk who had previously been sound asleep on the couch walked out.

Logan froze in shock as he took in the thin blonde in the blue lingerie, before letting his eyes slide over to the curvy brunette in white. His cock immediately and noticeably began to swell in his gym shorts.

“Umm hi…” he stammered as he quickly did his best to readjust his member to try and hid it’s noticeable protrusion. “Uh I’m Logan?”

The two girls stood frozen. Neither sure what to do. Several precious seconds ticked by till Logan finally became aware of what was in the girls hands. “Wait are those boxers?”

“Yes they are.” Maria said springing into action. She stepped forward from behind Blair and started to make her way around Logan who was standing between them and their exit out the back door.

“It’s a panty raid. See?” She tried her best to gesture at her body while dropping a few pairs of underwear in the process. “We’re in out panties… raiding! Isn’t that right Blair?”

“We are!” Blair said doing a twirl so that Logan got a few view of her ass in the thong, but also so she didn’t drop any underwear. She began to follow Maria’s arc into the kitchen. Logan just spun on the spot unmoving now taking in Maria’s much more voluptuous ass that had almost swallowed up her white thong.

“We’ll be going now Logan. Be sure to close the door behind us!” Both girls and successful reached the kitchen and took off at a sprint immediately after entering the backyard without a second glance at the frat boy behind them.

“Fuck that was so embarrassing!” Blair yelled at Maria as the two tore down the path back to the car. Both aware that time was about to run out.

“Embarrassing yes, but so fucking exhilarating!” Maria let out a yell that Blair couldn’t help but echo. Blair felt all of the same feelings that the photo in the bar bathroom had made her feel. The nerves. The adrenaline. The thrill. All of it was turning her on all over again tonight. And she could tell Maria felt the same way.

Turning the final corner they could both see that thankfully the car was still there. Though the lights were on and the engine was running. “30 seconds! You got this!” Hope yelled as she threw open the back door and pushed Bruna and Mary Roslyn to the far side to make room for the two remaining team members.

Blair had never thought of herself as very athletic, but she was proud of how fast and how far she had just run. Lungs on fire leg muscles screaming in pain both her and Maria dove into the backseat of the car underwear in hand as Fiona put the car in gear and started to drive away.