Chapter 3
Nora sat perched on a bar stool in the middle of the most popular campus bar, sipping a martini and surveying the students in the room. She certainly wasn't the only person in the room with a wandering eye, as she was attracting wide-eyed stares, lustful gazes, and a few glares from envious girlfriends kicking their boyfriends in the shins for drooling.
Never one for subtly, and acutely aware of her physical blessings, Nora was dressed to kill tonight. She was wearing a plunging black-laced top that hugged her slim stomach and large, creamy tits so perfectly that it could have easily been mistaken for a corset. The top was tucked into a tight black skirt that hugged her hips and reached just above her knees, though it also sported a slit up to mid-thigh on one side. She made dramatic effect of the slit by gracefully crossing and uncrossing her legs throughout the evening, causing three men, (and one female bartender), to walk into walls.
Of course Nora wasn't the only Hunter working the room tonight. In the corner she noticed a classmate from one of her tech labs speaking to a very attractive man and woman who were growing more and more engrossed by a small circular charm he was casually dangling in his hand. At the bar sat two particularly perky and lively blondes who hadn't noticed their bartender had suddenly been replaced by a a young man who was watching them drink their drinks intently, smiling as their faces and necks grew flush and their nipples grew hard beneath their thin tops.
The bar certainly was full of attractive tags, but Nora was being very selective tonight, on the prowl for a specific target. A couple of particularly muscular football players had looked her up and down from the pool table, but she ignored them. Two different guys had offered to buy her another drink, but she politely refused. It wasn't until she heard the unmistakable sound of a hand slapping a face that she finally took an interest.
She turned around to see a tall, willowy blonde walking away from a pool table, scowling as she went. There was a small group of guys there, all laughing as one of them rubbed a red mark on his cheek that looked not unexpectedly like a hand.
"Lost another one, Steve," one of the laughing guys said, a little too loud.
"Psh," Steve scoffed, waving him off, "that bitch has no idea what she's missing out on."
"I think you mean she has no idea how lucky she is," came a voice from the bar behind him. Nora and the group of men turned to look at a petite blonde glaring at them, standing next to a nervous looking redhead who looked like she wanted to be anywhere else on earth. The rest of the guys laughed after the burn, but Steven glared.
"What would you know, Cassidy? Unless Jenny did some bragging about me rocking her world."
The blonde, Cassidy, looked even madder, but the redhead shrank behind her.
"Please, the only bragging any woman that has been near you would do is probably your own mother for finally finding enough money to payoff the school to let your dumb ass in and get you out of her house."
"Note to self, find and reward Cassidy this weekend," Nora thought to herself as the spunky blonde drew more woops from Steve's drunk friends. He was steaming now.
"I wouldn't bring up mothers in front of Jenny, Cassidy, not after the scolding she got from her mommy when those pics leaked last month," he said with a leer, "shame she's so desperate for attention she had to send those out, she must have sent them to so many guys if they still can't even identify who posted them on the school message boards."
The rest of Steve's friends laughed again as Jenny turned bright red and ran out of the bar, tears in her eyes.
"You'll get yours you rich, pampered prick," Cassidy hissed at him as she ran out of the bar after her friend.
"I already did, I think that's why Jenny is so upset!" he called after her before returning to his pool game, smug look on his face.
"Oh yeah, he's definitely the guy," Nora said under her breath. She downed the rest of her drink, threw a ten on the bar, and flashed a smile and a wink at the returning female bartender, who blushed and nearly dropped a glass. The bartender quickly picked up the glass and returned to the bar, which was now suspiciously absent the male "bartender," while the two blondes stool's were now vacant.
"Showtime," Nora said to herself excitedly as she got up from her chair. She strutted around the bar, exaggerating a bit of a drunken demeanor as she got close to Steve. He turned around as she got close and she faked a stumbled, grabbing onto his shirt. He knocked against the table, and a few of the balls rolled as the table moved.
"What the hell are you...oh," he started before he looked down at her. His eyes nearly fell out of his head as he openly ogled her. Nora giggled as she pulled herself up, keeping her body close to his.
"Thank you sooooo much for catching me! These heels are just so hard to balance in," she said, gesturing to the black heels. Steve looked down at the heels and her shapely, long legs.
"If you're going to stare you can at least buy me a drink while you do it, cutie," she said with a wink. A huge grin broke out across Steve's face as he desperately tried to get the bartender's attention.
Half an hour, and multiple beers later, Nora and Steven were walking out of the bar, arm in arm. Steven couldn't keep his hands to himself, constantly grazing his fingers against her ass or trying to grip her hip and pull her skirt up.
"Easy, tiger, not out front," she said, before pulling him down an alley, out of sight.
"Oh, baby," Nora said with a giggle as Steven pushed her up against the wall before eagerly groping her ass as he kissed her neck. The two were in a secluded alley next to the bar, both inebriated and enjoying the spontaneity and intensity of their attraction...or so it seemed.
Despite her demeanor, Nora's eyes were still sharp and focused as she ran a hand over the back of his head, stroking a finger gently down his neck. Steve continued fondling her ass, slowly pulling her skirt up over it and moaning as his exploring fingers discovered she had no underwear on.
"That's so fucking hot," he said with a hungry look in his eye as he stared down at the smirking bombshell wrapped around him, his hands still on her ass. If he hadn't been so drunk he would have notice a similar hungry, almost predatory look in her eyes.
"Isn't?" Nora asked softly, pulling his body even closer to hers. "Would you like to see something even hotter?" Steve nodded dumbly. Nora smiled wide and slowly put her hand into her cleavage. When she pulled it back out there was a tiny remote with two buttons on it, she pressed the first one.
"What was that supposed to-whoa..." he said shocked as Nora's eyes began to change.
Nora had a special pair of contacts in, and now that they had been activated they began to swirl, changing color to a sterling silver. The contacts spun faster and faster, and gaps began appearing in the silver, forming two small, intense spirals.
"How much did I drink?" Steve asked dully as his eyes widened and he stared into her eyes.
"Shh, baby, don't worry about that," Nora said comfortingly, "just stare into the spirals, gaze into my depths. Let the color and shape soothe you. You can feel the spiral growing and growing, swallowing up those thoughts in your mind. You don't want to think, you just want to relax, with me." She began stroking his bulge over his pants and he nodded, eye-lids growing heavier as he got lost.
"Good boy," Nora said, patting him on the face, and he nodded. Nora undid his zipper and slid her hand inside, then smiled wickedly as she felt his girth.
"No wonder you have so much confidence," she said as she pulled his long, stiff cock out of his pants, "it's almost unfair that such a nice cock has to be attached to a baboon like you."
