Chapter 2: Dinner and dessert
George stood in front of her bedroom mirror inspecting her appearance and slightly hating herself for caring so much.
She was wearing a thin sweater top that was close fitting enough that it showed the outline of her small but shapely breasts. Underneath the top a push-up bra helped her to make the most of what she had. Below the sweater top George was wearing a pleated mini-skirt that went to her mid thigh. Given that it wasn't mini-skirt weather at the moment she was also wearing a pair of tights. She would have worn stockings but she didn't own any and buying some would have offended her principles too much.
She sighed, wearing the mini-skirt, the only one she owned already felt like she was betraying herself. George took comfort that despite her clothing choices no one would mistake her for a perky preppy bimbo. For starters to complete her outfit she would be wearing some Doc Martens and her favourite leather jacket. Furthermore everything she was wearing was black, this was because all the clothes she owned that she had a choice in were black. Finally with her pale skin and long dark hair she appeared the opposite of perky and preppy. She had often been mockingly called Wednesday Addams but that hadn't bothered George at all, in fact she considered it a compliment.
Looking herself up and down again George accepted that in order to increase her chances of getting what she wanted she needed to try and make herself look more appealing. However, it still annoyed her that she was making this effort for Chris of all people. University had been good for him in terms of his appearance and when she had actually talked with him he seemed more mature. However, he still had traces of the condescending know-it-all she had known from High School and any hint of smugness in his voice or in his expression made her want to take him down a peg.
Her conflict was that thinking of Chris now also brought a flush of heat to her pussy as she recalled being fucked by him in the storage room of the community centre. Her memories of the sensation of his thick cock inside her had been haunting her thoughts for the past couple of days. Tonight would be first time she saw Chris since he had dropped her off at Anna's house from the community centre and she really wanted to have sex with him again.
The prospect of having sex tonight had helped her get through the somewhat trying visit to her parents during the day. While they clearly loved her and meant well, they were overbearing and their idea of what was best for her didn't match with what she wanted. She had left her parents' house as soon as she thought was polite after lunch and had spent the rest of the afternoon thinking over what she should do to get Chris interested.
She knew that Chris found her attractive but a part of her thought that wouldn't be enough. She had put her success at seducing Chris at the community centre down to being able to take the bold step of removing her leggings and flashing her pussy at him. George wouldn't have that option this time.
While she hadn't worked out how she would get there, George was determined that she would be fucking Chris again tonight or at the very least arranging to meet for sex in the next few days. It was tricky because it wasn't like she could actually make a plan. From what she had been told, Christmas dinner at the Taylors' was going to be a pretty busy affair so she would have to keep an eye out for opportunities to make her move.
George went to her dresser and picked up the perfume she wore for special occasions. It had been a gift from Anna a few years ago. The perfume's scent was spicy and bold and in her opinion evoked passion, she applied some directly to her neck, decolletage and wrists. Her preparations complete she put her boots on, grabbed her jacket and went to the living room to wait for Anna's father, Brandon to come by and pick her up. She turned the television on but wasn't really watching it, she just wanted something to distract her from the nervous anticipation in her stomach.
George wished she could get someone else to confirm that she looked good but her housemate Grace had gone to her parents house in the morning and would be staying there for the next couple of days. That left George with their apartment all to herself. She considered that her best option would be to convince Chris to come over to the apartment tonight after Christmas dinner. Grace didn't have a problem with that as long as George didn't leave the place a mess and shared all the details with her when she got back.
George was lost in her thoughts when her phone started ringing, making her jump. Looking at the screen she saw it was Brandon calling, she quickly picked up her phone to accept the call. "Hi Brandon."
"Hi George. Are you ready? I'm just out the front of your building."
"I'm all set, I'll be down shortly."
When she left her building and got to the waiting car she saw that the front passenger seat was already occupied. Brandon had already picked up Bridget, one of Anna's university friends. George liked her, she had come overseas from Australia to study and had an easygoing and fun personality with a penchant for coarse language and racy humour. Bridget had been at loose end for Christmas, she normally flew back to Australia to spend Christmas with her family but this year had opted to stay for the winter break. When Anna heard that she didn't have any plans for Christmas, she invited Bridget to join her family for dinner.
George opened the rear passenger door and hopped into the car. "Hey Brandon, thanks for coming to pick me up."
"It's no hassle George, I'm glad you could join us for our little get together."
While she put on her seatbelt George turned to Bridget, "Hey Bridget, how are you?"
The Australian girl had not gotten used to the cold and was fully wrapped up in a big thick coat with a scarf and she even had on a knit cap with earflaps covering her short sandy blonde hair. Bridget smiled, "Not bad, felt a little weird waking up this morning to a cold Christmas day. I didn't get up to much today, I had a video chat with my parents last night to wish them a merry Christmas before they got too pissed to use the computer. How was your day?"
George shrugged, "Ok, I guess. I went to see my parents today, they're doing well so that's good. Other than that the day has been fairly peaceful."
Bridget gave her a curious look when she heard George's ambivalent tone but then nodded in acceptance before her smile appeared again. "I'm really looking forward to dinner. I've never had a winter Christmas before so I don't actually know what to expect. Have you been to Anna's for Christmas before?
George smiled at Bridget's enthusiasm before shaking her head, "No, I've been invited but I haven't gone until now." She paused and thought about her goal for the night, "I have to say I'm pretty excited for tonight as well."
Brandon chuckled, "I don't mean spoil your mood ladies but it's just going to be dinner with family and friends. Nothing particularly special."