Acacia had strode into the Annenberg Center about 15 minutes before and taken possession of one of the tables. The other three students at the table were crowded down to one end while Acacia used the rest to arrange her books, notebooks, backpack, purse, and blazer in just the right way. She didn't ask for the space, she just took it and none of the underclassmen dared to push back on her occupation.
Her skirt was an A-Line that stopped above her knees and showed off her shapely legs in sheer dark stockings. She was wearing 2 ½ inch Jimmy Choo heels that set her calves off perfectly. Her blouse was a soft silk that clung to her shapely body and was unbuttoned far enough to show the soft valley between her full breasts. From just the right angle the top of her right breast was visible along with the lacey strap of the push-up Victorias Secret bra she was wearing.
Acacia surveyed her location, her belongings, and her pose and felt that her trap was set. Now all she needed was the right Freshman to come along and walk into it. Normally she wouldn't be caught dead in Annenberg but she was lacking any play toys for the fall semester and this was just the place to reel a few in.
Acacia was a street smart (and book smart!) Senior concentrating on Economics and Government. She was manipulative, cunning, and very accustomed to getting her way. And that included her sexual activities. She wasn't specifically into BDSM, but she always held the power in her relationships. Her last play toy had been an year ahead of her and had graduated last spring. He was at Yale Law now and she looked forward to seeing him occasionally, if only to remind him that she had those photo's and videos which starred him performing some pretty deviant acts.
With her current outfit, however, she wanted to come across younger, and to be approached by some younger students. They were always so much fun to play with!
Two Days Earlier... Jon had just finished unpacking his belongings in his two-flat in the Harvard student housing. His parents had helped a bit, but his Dad had meetings with other alumni and Jon wasn't ready to go along yet. He promised his Dad he'd start networking with these folks in the future but he wasn't ready yet. His father knew that in this mood Jon would just be a wallflower so he left him to sort things out and said they'd get together in the morning. Jons mother tearfully said goodbye and meekly followed her husband out of the dorm.
Jon was placing a few of his items into the shared space when the door thumped open and his flat mate bumped in dragging two suitcases.
"Hey! How are ya!" the young man practically shouted, dropping his bags where he stood and thrusting out his hand to Jon. "I'm Nick!"
Jon noticed that Nick seemed to always talk with an exclamation point but decided not to make a point of it. "Hi Nick. I'm Jon. Great to finally meet you. I hope you don't mind that I took this room," he said, pointing at his door, "Yours is over there."
Nick barely paused to register Jons name and kept talking as he started moving around the room, pulling a suitcase with him. Jon tuned him out and observed his new roomate. Nick was tall and well built, and was very well dressed. He had an obviously well-done cut of his thick blonde hair. This impression was in contrast to his obvious midwestern accent, but Jon didn't mind - at least he wasn't looking like a slob.
Jon himself was shorter, 5'8", and while lean he wasn't muscular. He was dressed in a non-descript polo shirt and jeans.
At Annenberg Center... Nick and Jon walked into the center. They had become fast friends over the last two days and did alot of things together, and tonight they both hoped to hook up with a card playing club that had posted notices on the bulletin board. It sounded like something fun to do and both enjoyed playing whist, poker, and other card games. Nick was barely in the door when his eyes locked onto Acacia sitting at her table. He'd been meeting some of the freshman and sophomore girls but this chick was in a different league all together.
"I'll catch up with you in a few minutes, Jon," Nick murmered, keeping his eyes on Acacia.
Jon just shrugged. He'd already gotten used to Nicks attention to the girls around them so he looked around for some sign of a group forming. He saw a few people playing cards at another table so he wandered over to observe.
Nick sauntered over to Acacia's table and sat down across from her. She had been observing him from the moment he'd stepped thru the door but she kept her eyes on her open book and didn't acknowledge his arrival. Nick knew this wasn't a starry-eyed girl, new to the big city just from her dress and the way she held herself, but he was still a bit surprised that she hadn't at least glanced at him. "Hi," he began simply, "I'm Nick."
Acacia waited a moment to see just how he'd react, then she slowly slid her eyes up to meet his and said "I'm using this table."
Nick smiled and said, "I'm just using this chair, I won't bother your table at all. I just had to come over and say Hi to the most beautiful woman I've seen in Boston."
Acacia had to smile at what was one of the lamest introduction lines she'd heard in years. 'This boy was going to work out just fine,' she thought to herself. "How do you know that my boyfriend isn't using that chair," she pushed back.
Nick smiled. She hadn't told him to just get lost so it looked like he might have a chance to get to know her. "No serious boyfriend would let you out of his sight wearing that outfit!"
Acacia smiled at this compliment, it was just what she was expecting. She didn't need to go any further with this so she started packing up her things.
Nick saw her starting to pack up and thought he'd blown it. He had enough experience with girls to not try to press his luck but he did keep trying to engage her. "I hope I didn't run ya off," he said with a smile. "Do you come here often? I'd love to see you again."
With her goal accomplished Acacia knew she wouldn't be coming back to this dump anytime soon but didn't bother answering. With her coat on and her backpack slung over one shoulder she reached into her purse and pulled out a printed address card. Handing it to Nick she said "I'm having some people over on Friday night. Why don't you come to this address at 8pm." She started to turn away and had a thought. "Oh, and why don't you bring along that friend you walked in with. He looks like he'd be alot of fun." Turning away from Nick without waiting for a goodbye she pushed through the doors and walked off into the night.
'Wow!' thought Nick. 'I've never met a woman like that.' He had been the hottest guy in his High School and had fucked about half the cheer squad plus some other girls, but even the older MILF he'd bedded over the summer hadn't been sophisticated like that girl. 'I didn't even get her name!' he thought to himself. He glanced down at the card he was still holding and realized that a name was printed above the address. "Acacia" he murmered to himself, turning to walk over to Jon and to tell him all about their plans for Friday.
Friday Night, about 8:20pm Jon and Nick walked down the street toward Acacia's brownstone. Jon had been shocked when Nick had told him he was invited and tried to beg out of the event but Nick insisted he come along.
"Look, Jon, maybe she has a roommate or something," Nick said. "You've got to be my wingman on this. Besides, you have to meet this chick! She is fucking amazing!"
Jon didn't mention that Nick had called half the girls he'd met 'amazing' but even he knew that Acacia was something special just from the glimpse he'd had of her previously.
They walked down the street of what were obviously expensive and well cared for homes. These weren't cheap student apartments! Nick wasn't paying attention to that but Jon thought to himself 'She must live at home with her family'. They arrived at the address and went up the stairs and rang the bell.
The door opened to show Acacia in a sort of robe - something like a Kimono - and Nick stammered a bit, flustered as he thought they'd be walking into a party. "I... uhhh... Hi... are we too early?" he finished lamely.
Acacia laughed and said, "No, not at all! In fact I wondered if you were coming as you're so late. Make sure you're not late like that in the future."
At this early stage of knowing Acacia, Nick had no understanding how important that command was going to become, but he did hear the promise of future visits to her home and it thrilled him. Nick stepped past Acacia into the house, followed closely by Jon.
"Take your shoes off, boys," Acacia said. They pushed their shoes off and placed them on the mat in the hallway. Jon noticed that theirs were the only shoes there.
The interior was a surprise to both of them. The outside, even the carved wooden outside door, promised a semi-Victorian feel but instead they walked into a very sleek and modern living room. Following Acacia they went on thru a magnificent kitchen to a slightly less formal seating area at the back of the house. Acacia perched on the edge of a large club chair and motioned the two boys to sit on a leather loveseat set at an angle to it. Jon felt a little uncomfortable sitting next to Nick like that but there wasn't really alternate seating so he sat down, pressed against the arm of the small couch.
