Short Smuts

Enemies Attract pt. 4

Isabel and I giggled as we listened to soft Christmas music, drank eggnog, and got prepped for a Christmas party. Classes had let out for the holidays a few days ago, most people left already but the rest of us had planned to leave Sunday evening or Monday morning. Christmas wasn't until Wednesday so there was time to see everyone and party the weekend away.

Isabel shuffled through lip colors, holding certain ones up and asking me if it was the color for her. After a few colors, we found a satin rose color matched her outfit perfectly. Isabel looked amazing and when she was done dolling herself up, she turned and started going nuts with me. She did my eye-shadow, blush, lips, eyebrows, mascara, and hair. She made me look gorgeous. She was really good with make-up, and she loved doing it. Even if I didn't join her for parties, I would still let her do my make-up, just because it made her happy.

But tonight, she out did herself. She made me glow. Her make-up and curly up do matched with my Mrs. Claus dress, had me looking astounding.

I studied myself in the mirror for a second. My dress was a red fabric, soft to the touch. The skirt ended half way down my thigh. The edges were lined with about 4 inches of a thicker white fabric, giving it the Santa outfit lining. The top part of the dress cut low with a V cut that led into long sleeves and a hood. More white fabric lined the hem of the top and end of the sleeves as well. Just under my boobs, positioned perfectly, is a black corset, tied in the front and tight, giving my waist a nice curve. I paired the dress with tall black boots.

"You look like a Christmas miracle." Isabel said, catcalling me from across the room.

"Haha. You ready?" I asked, setting my empty cup on the desk next to me. Isabel hopped to her feet, grabbed her purse and pranced to the door. We left our dorm room and headed to her car. Blasting the stereo, we left the dorm room parking lot and drove across campus to the fraternities. The Alpha frat throws a holiday party every year and from the rumors Isabel and I had heard, it was the best party of the year. We had to park two blocks away, the streets were packed with cars and streaming college students in and out of the fraternity house.

Christmas lights lined the sidewalk and the porch, hung in the trees and across the roof top. Isabel and I found our way in and were instantly holding cups filled with alcohol. Guys were staring, trying to talk to us, and brushing against us every step we made. I spotted Isabel's boyfriend across the room and pointed him out to her. She squealed and darted over to him, leaving me standing by myself. I looked around the room, for a place to sit or someone cute to talk to. Scanning the crowd, I did a double take because I thought I caught a glimpse of Ash, but it turned out to not be him, thankfuly.

I wasn't alone for to long though. A guy came up next to me and started to strike up a conversation. He was actually pretty nice, said his name was Peter. We talked and danced and drank for a while. I felt the alcohol becoming more and more dominant so I started to slow down. Peter went to get us another refill and came back with a friend. He introduced him as Troy, saying that Troy and him were frat brothers.

A song came on that I loved and I had to get up and move. I dragged Peter to the dance floor and his friend Troy followed. We danced to the music, laughter bubbling inside me. I felt good, warm and loose, relaxed and happy. I was joking and laughing with Troy because Peter had vanished suddenly.

Isabelle popped over for a few songs, we danced together, the eyes of our guys on us the whole time, before she ran off with her boyfriend again. When Peter showed back up, he had more drinks in his hands. Being as I had been dancing for a while now, I grabbed the drink he offered and drank it thirstily.

I was beginning to get dizzy, maybe a little to much to drink? Peter and Troy were holding me up, trying to ask me something.

"Hahaha, you're cute!" I slurred, nudging Peter's chin, wanting to kiss him suddenly but also pass out at the same time. My knees suddenly went slack and I felt arms holding me up. I rolled my head to the side and saw Troy, looking at me hungrily. I giggled and looked at Peter.