Before The Party Ch 01

Hi again! Its me Sasha. Hope everyone's having a great summer.

To all those who may have forgotten me, I posted a story in which I narrated how I erroneously thought my friend Katie was throwing a pool party instead of an afternoon soiree, and so I was the only one who came in an all too brief string bikini. HUGE MISTAKE!!!

Anyway a lot of things has happened since the party, which I would also love to share . However, before doing so, I think it may be best that I provide a little more background about Katie and myself, so as to allow you all to get to know us more and understand us better.

Perhaps I should start by giving a more detailed description of myself. As mentioned in my story, I am a young female of Asian descent, born out of the union of English and Chinese ancestry. Being of mixed race, I was very fortunate to have inherited the very best traits of each; thus making me, at least to my mind, the perfect poster model for the union of east and west.

As a testament to my Chinese antecedents, I have, silky black hair, which I keep long and naturally straight with endless combing but little else further maintenance.

I also have a pair of expressive almond shaped eyes, whose green coloring coupled with my full pouty lips, people say gives me this truly exotic and absolutely bewitching look, like that of a predatory feline in search of prey. On the other hand, I have also been told, that I have this look of innocence and helplessness about me, like a lost little kitten, that makes others just want to cuddle and comfort me.

My body is quite slender and long limbed. However, thanks to the commingling of my English bloodline, I have larger breasts and fuller hips to complement my ever so slim waist, than your average Chinese girl of pure sock. For those who may be interested, I measure around 34"-22"-34" and wear a "b-cup" bra, in the off chance I get to wear one.

Finally, I am taller than most Chinese girls, having had the good fortune of acquiring a little more height from my racial mix, and stand around 5' 4" tall. (I know... I know ... some of you may say that isn't much, but as compared to other Chinese girls that height is more than respectable.)

So all in all, I could say, modesty aside, that I came in a rather pretty package, undeniably beautiful and looking very hot to boot.

Unfortunately, whenever I stood next to Katie, my beauty would forever pale by comparison. She was absolutely, drop dead GORGEOUS!!!

Standing around 5'8" tall in her stocking feet, Katie was without question statuesque and never failed to catch the attention of the crowd whenever around, by her beauty, poise and obvious good breeding.

Katie had blond hair, which she wore long and wavy to perfectly frame her lovely face. She is also slim like me, but a little more endowed in both the breasts and hips.

Perhaps, rather than to try to accurately describe her features one by one; which I know, I would never be able to do justice to, let me just say that Katie looks exactly like the star-crossed heroine Marissa Cooper in the OC series, complete with her impeccable fashion sense, but absent the accompanying angst her character is known for.

As earlier mentioned in my story Katie and I met while we were in college. We started out as freshmen room mates actually at the dorm.

I could never forget the first time I met Katie.

I was lugging my stuff and about to enter the room assigned to me when I found my entry blocked by quite a number of matching Louis Vuitton luggage, piled by the entrance.

Since the room was only supposed to accommodate two students, I started to wonder whether I was at the wrong room, thinking that all these expensive looking bags could not possibly belong to just for one person. However a quick check proved that I was at the right place.

It was only after I squeezed my way in that I finally noticed the presence of another person in the room who had been hidden by the pile of leather. It was Katie.

Since I was caught completely unprepared by her vision of loveliness, I just stood there at first all tongue tied and unable to respond to the polite greeting she gave me. I did eventually come out of my spell and was able to shyly introduce myself.

A telling silence ensued following our initial introductions. Since It had seemed neither of us had anything else to say, we each started to put order into our respective sides of the room, without speaking a word to each other.

Katie was in the middle of looking over her closets when I arrived, no doubt trying to think of a way of achieving the impossible task of getting all her stuff to fit in such a limited space.

Totally enraptured by the way she pouted as she tried to come up with a solution for her problem, I couldn't help but offer to share with her the use of my closet, explaining I really did that much space, having brought only two bags of clothing with me.

With a smile that just about melted my heart, Katie accepted my generosity with much thanks. She also got a little more friendly, this time engaging me with a little small talk while she unloaded the contents of her luggage inside my closet.

In the end, Katie appropriated all the space my closet could offer, leaving me with no other place to unpack. Forcing me to just keep my clothes still in their bags, under the bed. Of course, I didn't really didn't mind the inconvenience my generosity caused, since the look of appreciation on Katie's face made it all worthwhile.

Since I really didn't need to unpack under the circumstances, I asked Katie whether she needed any help with her unpacking. She gave her permission by handing over a really lovely dress to hang, which I cheerfully did. I couldn't stop admiring and be a bit envious of all the fabulous outfits she had, all of which appeared to be designer clothes, mostly from Europe.

After we were finally done with Katie's unpacking, I offered to help carry down her now empty bags for storage in the luggage room. Once accomplished, she invited me out to have dinner on her, in token appreciation for all my acts of kindness.

Although dinner was a bit awkward at first we eventually were able to warm up to each other, allowing us the opportunity to get to know each other better.

From our conversation, I was able to find out that Katie was taking up a business course hoping to follow the footsteps of her father, who is one of the most influential and highest paid CEOs of the country. I was also able to confirm that Katie was indeed filthy rich and that her parents were both distinguished alumni of the school. Which explained then why she was enrolled here instead of some ultra expensive Swiss Boarding school, where she could easily fit in and very well afford.

She also told me it was her parents who persuaded her to live in a dorm at least for the first year, to enable her to undergo the full college experience.

On the other hand, I was able to disclose to Katie that I was enrolled under a general arts program, being still undecided on what actual course to major in.

I was also able to tell her a little bit about myself and my family, and how we lived rather simple lives in the heartland of this great nation, which was where my parents immigrated to and set up a small business years ago.

Surprisingly, despite our obvious differences we were able to successfully bond that first day we met. Which, wouldn't have all been possible if I hadn't realized early on that Katie was a very private person who resented others from violating her own personal space and totally abhorred those who tried to get too friendly with her without her permission. So I guess I really did correctly by not foisting myself on her and allowed her to basically control the topics we would get to talk about.

Following dinner Katie and I went back to the room. Feeling a bit sticky from the long day, I decided to take a quick shower and with nary a thought stripped off my clothes as soon as I entered the room.

It was only when I had totally stripped myself and stood absolutely naked in the middle of the room that I realized that I was without a towel, as they were all still packed in my bag. I further realized that, as I stood there in all my naked glory, I was giving Katie quite a show of my nude body, as she was sitting there comfortably by her desk, still fully clothed, and eyeing me intently.

Thus, in an attempt to cover up my embarrassment for my brazen display, and in order to hide from her the deepening blush my face was taking, I sheepishly turned my back to her and got down on my knees, in order to retrieve a towel from one of my bags under the bed. Realizing too late that by doing so, I had inadvertently exposed myself more to Katie, providing her with an unobstructed view of both my ass and pussy lips, as I knelt beside the bed.

Grabbing the first towel I could lay my hands on, I quickly rushed naked out of the room towards the communal showers forgetting to even wrap the towel around me. Good thing there was no one in the corridor that evening otherwise I would have gained the notoriety of having streaked on the her very first day of college, even if that was exactly what I had done.

Following my shower, It suddenly hit me that in my haste to escape Katie's gaze I had completely forgotten to bring any nightwear with me, as well as fix up my bed. So still wrapped only in a towel I desultorily trudged back to the room, not looking forward to the prospect of having to make my bed up in front of Katie wearing just a wet towel.

To my delight, when I got to the room, I found that Katie was kind enough to fix my bed up for me as well as pick up after me, saying it was the least she could do for me for being such a help to her. She had also changed her clothes in the meantime, as she was now wearing this really fluffy terry cloth bathrobe while standing beside my bed.

As I approached my bed, Katie without any warning reached out and gave me a hug, the suddenness of which caused the towel I was wearing to come completely undone and fall to the floor.

Thus absolutely naked once more, my sensitive bare flesh could not help but experience the joys of carnal pleasure as it came into full contact with the coarseness of Katie's apparel during our tight embrace; that I would have reached the point of no return, had Katie not pulled away when she did.

After getting me all hot and bothered, Katie herself defused the situation by pulling away, headed for the showers, picking up and disposing off my towel at the hamper, in the process.

She thereupon took my hand and tucked me into bed, still absolutely naked, which is the last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep.