As the game ended the girls wended their way to the Harrison Roadhouse. This bar was in walking distance from the football stadium as well as from the girls' dormitory. Given its locale the bar was very popular to MSU students and particularly after a football game on a Saturday afternoon the place was extremely crowded probably exceeding the fire marshal's limit.
Even though the girls arrived just ten minutes after the game the place was already jumping and they had a fifteen minute wait before they got to a table. No sooner had they sat down, when two guys asked if they could sit with them since space was at a premium and of course the girls had no problem in graciously accepting their company. And before the server arrived to take the initial order two more guys asked to sit in and were readily accepted as well and thus their table was now full as it was impractical to admit any more.
The seating arrangement without seeming to have any deliberate planning intent, naturally evolved to having the girls separated by two men on either side. Soon first name introductions were made all around. To Brenda's left was Tom and on her right was Howard. To Connie's left was Edward and to her right was Spencer.
One thing Brenda appreciated about being a girl is that this outing was going to be very inexpensive. The guys all were wishing to get into Connie's pants and they realized that if they were to become successful it was incumbent on them to foot the bills. Thus there was a silent acknowledgement that the girls were not obligated in paying for any drink or any food item consumed.
As food and drink was being consumed the party became lively. To keep costs down the boys ordered pitchers of beer. Although each girl came from well to do parents they were cognizant of low budgets of some college students and thus they were willing to accommodate and not insist on costly drinks. Besides Brenda was mindful of Connie's advice not to get too drunk and miss out on the fun of the eventual sexual encounter. Thus to order pitchers of beer were quite ideal as it turns out, because no one pays attention to how often any one fills up. Thus the guys at the table were soon feeling no pain while the girls still had their wits about them.
It was obvious to everyone at the table that Connie was the desired prize to achieve and hence Brenda was initially almost completely ignored by the guys. However as time passed it was becoming evident that Spencer and Connie were getting on and that she favored him.
Edward and Howard eventually became sullen as they realized they were not being favored by the beautiful Connie. Tom on the other hand also realizing he was not in the running to get into Connie's pants decided to pay attention to Brenda.
Tom's thinking went along these lines: "yes by God she is truly ugly but what the hell a fuck is a fuck. Besides the bitch should be ever so grateful to have my cock and she better suck it." It turns out that Tom was most interested in having his cock sucked but his boorish attitude turned off most females. Although willing to be fucked by him they were unwilling to give in to his desire for a blow job. Thus Tom had never up to this point had his cock serviced by a female mouth. Tom started conversing with Brenda in earnest and Brenda's hideous countenance was a good sign that his wishes for a blow job would be fulfilled.
For Brenda the first part of the time at Harrison's was very frustrating since none of the guys paid the slightest bit of attention to her. However since this was not unexpected, Brenda spent her time closely noticing how Connie was handling the situation. She was hoping to pick up some pointers on flirting to be used when the occasion should arise.
Finally when Tom started to talk to Brenda it was a welcome end to the tedium. Brenda soon learned Tom's last name was Branstetter and that he hailed from a suburb close to Grosse Pointe so that there were lots of things in common to discuss.
Tom was fairly good looking although slightly overweight. He had a fierce face sporting a sexy looking mustache. His hair was jet black giving him a dashing Latin or Italian air to him. His slight beer belly distorted an otherwise solid and pleasing torso. All in all although Tom was not as handsome as a typical good looking male movie star, he was certainly good looking enough to cause the female juices in Brenda to heat up. The anticipation of her imminent first sex with a man was making Brenda giddy in her horniness.
As the conversation was flowing, Brenda detected a couple of negative vibes. First of all Tom, as he was talking, avoided looking directly at Brenda as much as possible and there was never any eye contact between them. It was obvious to Brenda that Tom was repulsed by her face and could not bear looking at it.
Since this reaction was all too familiar for Brenda, she was not unduly perturbed by Tom's squeamishness. After all reasoned Brenda, in a darkened bedroom her ugly face should not be an issue or impediment to pleasurable sex. Her great boobs and ideal cunt should be much more important in this regard and Brenda had nothing to fear from that quarter. The real hurdle to the pleasurable sex was to get into the darkened bedroom and things were promising as Tom was continuing to be attentive to Brenda.
The second negative vibe though was much more disturbing. Tom had a very condescending tone and attitude in the way he spoke to Brenda. It was clear that the message he was conveying to her was that she should be grateful that he deigned to pay any attention to her. He also deliberately kept looking around the barroom blatantly surveying the females in the bar. Luckily for Brenda almost every woman had at least one male companion so that prospects for picking up a stray girl were not good.
Thus Tom stayed put but he made it obvious to Brenda that she would not normally be his choice for female companionship. This did not auger well for Tom to be a good lover never mind a great lover. But Brenda kept repeating to herself "beggars can't be choosers". Maybe Tom would not be a good lover but at least he would be a lover.
As the hours went by it was clear that Spencer and Connie were an item and Tom was monopolizing Brenda. And so around eight o'clock Edward and Howard gave up the ghost and departed from the table. As it became nine o'clock Brenda was becoming quite confident in expecting sex from Tom. He was still obnoxious but all indications in their conversation seemed to point to inevitable sex. At this time in conjunction with a pre-arranged signal, the girls left the table to retire to the ladies powder room.
Once in the restroom, Connie started:
"Congratulations Brenda it looks like you nabbed a hunk and your cherry will surely be popped."
"Yes I am pretty sure he is going to fuck me but I don't think he likes me too well" replied Brenda.
"Oh well Brenda as Shakespeare would say 'The sex is the thing'" Both girls laughed at Connie's paraphrasing the immortal bard's familiar quote 'the play's the thing'.
