To the party!

By the time Cyndi sat up in the back seat, they had already cleared the scene. It seemed like only a couple of seconds had passed when they were back on the freeway. Cyndi took in her surroundings. The driver was a young male, probably twenty or so years old. He had jet-black hair, cut short, and slicked with gel; he had a definite GQ look. From what Cyndi could see he had a rather good figure, and she fleetingly wondered how well he was hung. She snapped out of her daydream, surprised she was even thinking about it! Cyndi then concentrated on the hooker in the front seat. She did not look like a typical hooker. She had true beauty! Her wavy chestnut hair came down to between her shoulder blades, and was styled immaculately. From the cramped confines of the back seat, Cyndi could see her voluptuous figure encased in a see through white silk blouse, black bra, and a very short black leather skirt. Cyndi didn't recall seeing her on the corner, and wondered where she came from.

The Trans-Am sped up the highway at amazing speed, back in the direction Cyndi had originally come from. Cyndi wondered where the cops were now! The radio was playing some wild, club-sounding dance music, as exit after exit whizzed by.

"So, you got a name, big spender?" The hooker broke the silence, trying to make some conversation along the way.

"Mike!" He quickly glanced at the girl, and went back to concentrating on the road.

"Well Mike, I'm Chastity, and this is…" she looked questioningly at Cyndi.

Cyndi hesitated, and wondered if she should lie or tell the truth? Cyndi quickly convinced herself to lie, and she said the first thing that popped into her head, "Amber!" Cyndi cursed herself for being so stupid, and using a name that sounded slutty. She should've used one more sophisticated, that would've sent the message she didn't belong here. They were already miles from her car, and she considered telling them she wasn't a hooker, and asking to be dropped off.

"So Mike, where are we going, and why are you in such a hurry?" Chastity asked the same question Cyndi was thinking.

Mike had finally pulled off the freeway and was heading straight for the college campus. "We're having a party for the newly inducted brothers at the frat, and I'm in charge of the entertainment." Mike looked cautiously at Chastity, and then looked in his rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of Cyndi.

"A party?" Cyndi yelped sounding like a puppy that got its tail stepped on.

"Sounds like fun!" Chastity smiled, knowing it would be a good money night! College kids always overpaid!

The car finally stopped in back of a large brick building, three stories high. A lot of hubbub could be heard coming from the building. Mike guided the girls to the back steps, indicating that they should go ahead of him and climb the stairs to the third floor. Chastity led the way, then Cyndi, then Mike. Mike enjoyed the view as he walked behind the girls up the steep steps. He could see clearly up each girl's skirt! Cyndi quickly realized that fact when she was able to see up Chastity's skirt without effort. Mike's reddened face was also evidence of the fact.

When they reached the third landing, Mike ushered them into a hallway and then into his bedroom. They had managed to stay clear of any of the other frat members up to this point. "Look! Here's the deal! … " Mike proceeded to lay out the details of the party to the two girls. "You two stay here and get ready, I'll be back to get you in a little while. Help yourself to anything in the small fridge over there." He pointed to the back wall where a little brown refrigerator stood. He then left the room and closed the door behind him.

Cyndi began to panic! She needed to get out of this situation. She paced around the room! There was no way she could go through with this! His 'plan' was outrageous! She had never…

Chastity interrupted Cyndi's pacing! "Hey girl! What's wrong Amber?" She grabbed Cyndi's arms to hold her still to stop her pacing.

Cyndi broke down and explained parts of her situation to Chastity. "I'm not a hooker! My car broke down, I got a flat, and now I'm here! I don't do these kinds of things! I'm married! I'm not a hooker!" Cyndi's voice was cracking, and tears started to flow from her eyes.

Chastity hugged Cyndi and comforted her, "It's okay Amber. It's okay!"

Cyndi began sobbing again, "My name isn't even Amber!"

Chastity continued comforting Cyndi and smoothly caressed her head while she sobbed into Chastity's shoulder. When Cyndi finally calmed down and stopped sighing, Chastity sat her on the bed. "Let me think a minute, and I'll figure something out." Chastity offered to Cyndi. Meanwhile Chastity opened up the fridge and spotted several bottles of beer. She grabbed two bottles, and popped the cap off both. When Cyndi wasn't looking, Chastity reached in her purse and pulled out a small vile of a white powdery substance. She dumped the entire contents into a bottle and handed it to Cyndi. "Here! Drink this! It'll help calm your nerves while I figure something out."

Cyndi appreciatively accepted the beer and took a big gulp. She herself was trying to figure a way out. "What if we just sneak out the back?" Cyndi asked.

"First, we'd have to be sure no one spots us. Then we'd have to walk all over campus to find a phone. Then we'd have to make it all the way back downtown! Then I'd be out a whole lot of money! No! Not a good idea!" Chastity shot down that idea as she watched Cyndi take a couple more drinks from her bottle.

Cyndi was surprised that the beer was having such an affect on her! She was becoming rather light headed quickly. She shrugged it off and continued drinking, feeling a warm sensation sweep through her body. With each sip of the beer, Cyndi became more relaxed and worried less about her current plight. Her light-headedness was replaced with a feeling of happiness and awareness. She could feel her body tingle with excitement. She looked at the bottle to see what brand of beer she was drinking, she would have to get this beer more often! It made her feel great! Cyndi drank from the bottle, never registering the brand. As she finished the bottle, it felt like every problem she had was drained with the fluids. Cyndi watched Chastity pace the room, apparently trying to figure a way out of the place. For the first time, Cyndi began to appreciate Chastity's overall beauty. Her legs were smooth, shapely and tanned to a golden brown. The short skirt allowed Cyndi to glimpse the bottom curves of her ass cheeks as she walked. Cyndi then remembered the view walking up the steps. Either Chastity wasn't wearing underwear, or the thong had slipped between her shaved pussy lips! As Cyndi was thinking about that, she realized her pussy was beginning to tingle with excitement, and could feel the moisture begin to accumulate there. Chastity's blouse left little to imagination; she could see the black bra holding back the mounds of tempting treats. She was about the same size as Cyndi, but fuller and rounder! Cyndi wondered what her nipples were like. Were they fat and stubby or were they long and rubbery? Cyndi fleetingly wondered why she was even thinking about Chastity in this manner. She just shrugged it off and continued admiring Chastity's appeal.

"Hey! How about another beer?" Cyndi asked for a replacement.

Chastity went to the fridge and pulled out another two bottles. Before she offered it to Cyndi, she told Cyndi she should go to the bathroom and clean her face. Cyndi readily agreed and headed for the small bathroom located in the corner of the room. While Cyndi was running the water, Chastity emptied another vile of the powder into the bottle, knowing that it was working, and that Cyndi would be putty in her hands after this beer. Chastity then entered the small bathroom and squeezed in behind Cyndi at the sink. Cyndi was bent over the porcelain splashing cold water on her face. Chastity placed Cyndi's beer on the counter and watched Cyndi's image in the mirror.

Cyndi felt Chastity pressed against her ass as she splashed the water on her face. She reached for the towel and patted the water droplets off her face. Cyndi never really needed makeup, so she rarely wore any. When Cyndi put the towel down she met Chastity's image in the mirror. For the first time, Cyndi noticed her deep green eyes, and was immediately entranced by them. Cyndi reached for her beer and immediately drank down a third of the bottle, once again enjoying the warm feeling that was enveloping her body. Chastity's hands were stroking her back, and running through her hair, apparently trying to calm her, yet Cyndi's body was becoming electrified by her touch. Everywhere Chastity's hands traveled, they left a trail of goosebumps, making it very clear that Cyndi was being turned on. After several minutes of staring into each other's eyes, Cyndi turned around in the small confines. She was now facing Chastity and their body's were pressed together. Cyndi could feel the tension and the excitement, and the nervousness, but what she did next, just seemed so natural and appropriate!