Frat boys

"Looks like a nice turn-out tonight." Elena surveyed the crowd as she took far bigger gulps of her drink, clearly pleased with the amount of folks who had descended upon the sorority house for the mixer. Though it was clear the majority of attendees belonged to one of the two Greek organizations, there were quite a few non-members like Missy as well. They had avoided the beer pong game that had spilled out from the kitchen and was taking place on a ping-pong table on the patio just beyond the back door. Instead the pair of them returned to the sitting room in front, though most of the couches and chairs were occupied, many of them by necking couples, though some had moved on from merely making out to dry-humping. "Fuck... half these folks need to go find a room, only I'm not sure we have enough rooms for all the hook-ups that will happen tonight." Elena giggled as she emptied her cup, whereas Missy was only halfway through hers. "Want a re-fill?" Elena held out her hand to volunteer another drinks run, then was distracted by the arrival of a tall dark-skinned individual. "Anthony!" She shrieked in delight at his appearance, his head swiveling their way and grinning his teeth bare.

The way his muscles made his T-shirt stretch around his torso and arms revealed some sort of athletic background. He greeted Elena by lifting her 5'5" frame effortlessly off the ground, twirling her around and then putting her back down, though not before planting a kiss onto her lips. As Elena turned back towards Missy, her arm around the stranger's back, she introduced them. "Missy, meet my friend Anthony. Anthony, this is my new roomie Missy, so you be nice now!" She shook Anthony's hand, not missing the appraising look that went over her body, though if Elena noticed it, it did not seem to bother her. Elena had introduced Anthony as a friend, yet Missy did not need to be a great judge of body language to see that she had left out the 'with benefits' portion of that relationship description. The way the pair regarded each other did not just scream 'we have fucked', but also 'we are going to fuck again tonight!'. Indeed, it wasn't long after that Elena excused herself. "Are you going to be alright if I leave you alone for a spell, babe? Me and Anthony have something to discuss, in private." A knowing look was exchanged, Missy almost grinning her teeth bare as it was clear Elena would soon be bouncing on some big black cock. She mouthed 'have fun' at her new friend before the pair of Anthony and Elena disappeared upstairs.

By that point, Missy actually needed a refill, so she headed back to the kitchen, where she avoided another vodka and instead looked for a beer. She stood in line by one of the kegs, until there was a gentle tug on her upper arm. "Don't drink that swill babe. That's just for the frat boys who are already too drunk to tell the difference between a proper beer and a warm cup of piss." She was handed a bottle of imported brew instead, accepting the cold bottle and appraising her sudden benefactor. The logo on his T-shirt revealed him to be one of the fraternity brothers that Gamma Phi Chi were hosting that evening. She took a sip from her beer after clinking bottles with him. "Thanks... I'm Missy by the way... and you are?" He offered her his hand and she accepted, letting him lead her back out of the crowded kitchen and the even more crowded sitting room to a dining room where still lots of kids were milling about, but at least the music wasn't so loud, so it was easier to talk. "I'm Ethan... Cartwright. Xi Delta Psi... but I guess you already guessed that..." He pointed out the logo on his shirt. "So you are new here, aren't you? I never forget a face and I've been to many of these mixers. I would definitely recall seeing you before." As he gave her that roundabout kind of compliment, she felt his eyes go over her, not exactly shy about giving her the blatant once-over.