"If this doesn't get Russ's attention he's blind."
I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I swayed my body back and forth, loving the way my breasts moved in the low cut dress.
It was Halloween night and I was amazed at how well my plan was going. It was my sophomore year here at the university and although I enjoyed my classes and was a good student, up until now my social life had sucked. In my freshman year I had been sort of a shy nerd, dressing conservatively, mainly baggy sweaters and knee length skirts. I enjoyed dating, but the few guys who asked me out were just as inexperienced as I was. The dates tended to be clumsy and when they had the nerve to go for it, the sex was hurried and unfulfilling. All through that first year I spent most of my nights sitting in my dorm dreaming of being ravished by a strong, mysterious, bad boy like the ones in the bodice ripper books that were my guilty pleasure.
I had gotten a wakeup call this summer. I spent three weeks at the beach with my old high school girl friends. They got me to get out of my baggy tee shirts and walk the beach in short shorts and a bikini top. I found out that I had a body that could attract boys better than free beer. It was amazing. All that I had to do was wiggle my ass and jiggle my tits and I could get any boy that I wanted. I was like a kid in a candy shop, and oh did I love their candy. I came back to school hungrier than ever and resolved to take my love life into my own hands.
Russ was a senior and a football player. Several inches over six feet tall, his body showed the hours that he spent in the weight room and out on the field. He had a reputation as a callous ladies man, but most of the girls were willing to let him have a second chance. I figured that he must have the skill and equipment to satisfy them. It may seem crazy, but I decided that he was going to be the one to turn my sex life around. We had two classes together this year, and although I tried to flirt with him, he rarely seemed to notice me. But I was determined to get him and finally saw an opportunity. He was in the hall outside of our classroom talking with some of his frat buddies. I pretended to be reading a text on my phone and walked into him, letting the collision knock the books from my arms.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." I fibbed.
Russ picked up my books and handed them back to me.
"That's okay; I never mind having girls bump into me." He and his friends laughed. One of them elbowed him and pointed at the stack of fliers in his hand.
"Hey, our frat is going to have a big party for Halloween. We've rented a haunted house and everything. Here's a flier if you're interested."
"Sure, I'll think about it." I tried to be cool and started walking away before I burst out in a victory dance. I turned the corner and stopped where I could hear what they said.
"She's sort of cute." I heard one of the guys say. The others just laughed.
"Well gents," Russ started, "I've been having a problem with stiffness lately and I need to find a girl that can give me the cure."
I walked away smiling. I knew exactly what costume I was going to wear. Perhaps Russ and I could cure each other.
Over the next few weeks I spent hours shopping on the internet and at the local lady's boutique. I knew that I had to go all out if I wanted Russ to pick me out of all the girls that would be at the party. Now I was standing in front of the mirror, surveying the results.
A white nurse's cap topped my raven, page-cut hair. The make-up made my green eyes look twice their normal size, while my bright red lips screamed to be kissed. The skin tight white dress squeezed my large, firm tits together in a gorge of cleavage. The material was almost translucent, letting the dark circles of areola that weren't exposed by the low cut bodice show through. The dress ended just below my tiny lace thong, leaving a sliver of skin before the white stockings on my long legs began. Six inch white heels completed the ensemble.
I loved what I saw. I ran my hands up my body until they cupped my breasts. A thrilling burst of heat flamed between my thighs as I pinched my hard nipples through the thin fabric.
"Russ had better want me. If he doesn't, I may just have to rape him."
I grabbed my purse and the flier and headed for my car. Filled with self confidence, I swayed my hips as I walked, trying not to laugh when two freshmen tripped over the curb as I walked past them. Climbing into the car, I started following the directions on the flier. I was soon driving along a winding road through the woods. All was well until I came to a fork that wasn't on the flier. I stopped and rechecked the directions.
"It says that I should be on Mill road."
The clouds parted letting the light from the waxing moon reveal a sign, nearly lost in the leaves, pointing to the right fork with Old Mill RD on it. Without realizing my mistake, I followed the road onward until I came to a large old house set back off the road. The house was weathered and old, right out of the Addams Family. Jack-O-Lanterns glowed on the porch and flickering candle light shined from the windows. I thought it was odd that there were no other cars out front, but I was pretty early and figured that they must have parked in back to keep the front open for guests. Walking up to the imposing front door, I paused and took a deep breath.
"Okay Nancy, here goes nothing."
I banged the heavy iron knocker. The door creaked ominously open and I found myself facing a perfect copy of Bella Lugosi's Dracula, his cape drawn up, covering the bottom half of his face.
"Vell! Vut haff ve here? A beautiful nurse to see to our needs! Please do come in."
"Hi, I'm Nancy. Russ invited me."
"Vell nurse Nancy, ve vill haff to tank Russ. Can I interest you in a drink? Or perhaps a bite?"
He put his hands on my waist and began to move his mouth to my neck. There was a hollow thunk sound and his head snapped forward. He turned and scowled at the girl dressed like a flapper standing behind him swinging her purse by its chain shoulder strap.
