Jess arrives

‘Hi! You must be Anna!’ A cheery voice catches you entirely off guard, and you swing round, flustered as your roomy walks through the door. She catches you off guard as she waltzes in.

‘Damn!’ you think. ‘I really needed to get out of here and get some headspace, and now I have to talk to the girl who panties were wrapped around my face a few seconds ago.’

She obviously senses your distress, because she moves over towards you to comfort you. ‘Are you ok?’ Her face is concerned. ‘I’m sorry, this is probably a bit much for you, and here I am just going about my day as I normally would. I’m just excited about the party tonight.’

Your attention is piqued. ‘What party?’ you wonder.

Seeming to read your mind, she lets you know that there is a big party at the neighbouring boy’s school. ‘It’s going to be huge!’ she screams, falling back onto the bed. ‘I’m so excited.’

You figure your shower isn’t going to happen anytime soon, so you throw on a top and some sweatpants, not bothering with the underwear. Jess watches you like a hawk the whole time, her eyes flitting endlessly from your crotch to your tits. ‘So, is it like a themed party?’ you ask here, trying to get the conversation in flow after your awkward start.

‘Yeah, it’s a frat party. All the boys are going as jocks, and girls have to come as cheerleaders. Do you have a cheerleader outfit?’

‘Um, no, not all my stuff is down yet, so I left some of the essentials at home,’ you joke.

Jess laughs sparklingly. ‘Oh don’t worry Anna, I have an old outfit from a few years ago you can borrow. It’s a little small on me, but I bet it will hug your amazing figure perfectly. Actually, why don’t I get it now, and you can try it on?’

‘Oh, there’s no need to...’

‘Don’t be silly she insists. You want to look good for this party, so it pays to prepare ahead. Everyone knows that if you want a shot at being a prefect, or even Head Girl, you need to impress the boys at Empryion School.’ She finishes rummaging in her near bursting wardrobe and brings out a tiny cheerleader’s outfit. Knowing that it’s worth trying to make an effort with the person you will be living with for the next year, you slowly put the outfit on. The skirt is almost non-existent; you feel it brushing against the very top of your thigh, its coarse material exciting your exposed mound as it grazes over it. ‘How does it feel?’ Jess asks.

You want to tell her amazing, that it makes you feel like a naughty slut, but you settle for ‘Yeah, it fits really well. Thanks again for lending it to me.’

‘Oh it’s no worries. So listen, I’m about to head out, but I will see you later, ok? Don’t worry about taking it off, just hold onto it until the party tomorrow.’

‘Yeah, cool,’ you feign, enthusiasm, but you aren’t thrilled with the prospect of spending your first night alone as your roommate parties the night away. Still, as she smiles and closes the door behind her, you figure there are advantages to your situation.