The Tutor's Descent Ch. 05 - Preview 3

The scene I'm working on is lengthy, so I decided to cut off this preview at a more natural stopping point to hold you all over with something post-worthy. As always, thanks for reading. More to come soon!

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The morning of the party, Olivia woke with a healthy dose of anxiety. She hadn’t had a chance to discuss the plans with Daniel yet, who’d been extremely busy recently, so she forced herself to tap out the words to him through text.

Good morning! Excited about tonight?

She began getting ready for her day, making her bed and shuffling to the bathroom to brush her teeth, awaiting his reply. The message arrived shortly after she finished showering.

Hell yeah! I’ll pick you up at 7?

Sounds good. I think you’re really going to like my costume.

Can’t wait to see it.

I need to tell you something.

?

Please don’t be mad…

I invited Matt and my friend Hannah. I’m trying to set the two of them up.

Wtf???

Don’t worry. It’s a big house and he will be occupied getting to know her. Please try and understand, it will be good for him to socialize for once.

After a longer delay, Daniel responded to her request. Fine. As long as he doesn’t creep anyone out. Your responsibility.

It’s gonna be a fun night. Thanks for understanding. Olivia dropped her device onto the counter and let out a long sigh of relief. Could’ve gone worse, she thought to herself as she resumed her morning routine.

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It was 6:30 pm, and as the last of the orange rays of sunset dissipated, Olivia put away her schoolwork and began dressing into her costume. The tight miniskirt and thin blouse were even smaller than she remembered, and she worried that she’d made a mistake choosing something so revealing. Her feminine shoulders, pushed up cleavage, flat tummy, and shapely legs were all on full display. There would be no hiding her body from all of the prying eyes that night. She finished off her makeup, going for a more natural look overall, but with some eyeliner and red lipstick to make her blue eyes and lips pop. She finished the ensemble with some black, strappy heels that she’d only worn once or twice before. Might as well go all in, she figured, as she adjusted the silky, red hood that covered the back half of her hair. She gazed in the mirror for a full minute, barely recognizing the smokeshow that stared back at her. Her look was that of a sexy seductress, but some elements of innocence shone through as well. Though she felt quite unlike herself, it was undeniably exciting to embody the bodacious woman her reflection showed her, at least for one night. Reminding herself once again that the particular holiday called for this sort of thing, she felt a rush of confidence just before Daniel knocked at her door.

The minute her boyfriend’s hazel eyes landed on her, his jaw nearly hit the floor. “Holy fuck, babe… You look incredible!”

“Thanks,” she murmured, blushing and fidgeting with her skirt. “I thought I’d try more of the typical ‘college girl experience’ this year…”

“Well as usual for you, I’d say you perfected it,” Daniel said admiringly as he circled her, inspecting every detail.

“Lacrosse guy again, eh?” Olivia couldn’t help but be a little disappointed at his lack of creativity. He opted to simply wear his athletic gear last year as well, though it did look handsome on him.

Daniel’s hands had found their way under her skirt, and did not have to travel far to find her plump ass. “I think I might need to get you out of this before we even get there…”

“Hey, slow down mister. I just got all done up,” she replied, giggling. “You’ll have your chance to score later tonight.”

“Damn. You’re gonna be the hottest girl there,” Daniel muttered, lifting her chin and planting a kiss on her red lips.

“I don’t know about that, but thanks. Let’s get going, yeah? I could use a drink.”

“After you,” he replied, holding the door open.

The couple decided to walk, as the party house was only a few blocks away, and there was no telling what the boozy night had in store for them. The college town was bustling, the streets cluttered with costumed party-goers, many of whom were clearly already intoxicated. Several pairs of leering eyes and the occasional belligerent catcall targeted Olivia along the way, but the presence of her broad-chested boyfriend kept the goons at bay. When they finally landed on the front steps to the sizable residence, the booming bass and flashing lights indicated the party inside was already in full swing. Olivia shook loose the last of her nerves, clutching Daniel’s hand as they proceeded into the entrance. She wondered how the timid Hannah and Matt would fare in the glow of the packed, noisy house. They would undoubtedly need her encouragement.

Once indoors, the familiar sights, sounds, and smells of the typical college “rager” were immediately apparent. Wildly dressed people were everywhere, the music was almost deafening, and the stench of weed and alcohol hung heavily in the air. Daniel led her through the crowd, parting the sea of boisterous frat guys and peacocking women until they found the wet bar just off of the kitchen. With all of the exposed skin surrounding them, Olivia felt a little less out of place, but she was keenly aware of the fact that several men and women were sizing her up. 

After mixing a sugary vodka drink and tapping their solo cups together, the couple took a generous swig before a booming voice interrupted them. “There he is!” Daniel’s good friend and teammate, Hector, wrapped his thick arm around the man’s neck from behind, greeting him with an aggressive chokehold. Reacting quickly, Daniel slammed his drink onto the table, spilling much of it, and maneuvered his way out of his buddy’s grip before punching him in the chest in retaliation.

“What’s good, bro?” He greeted his companion, whose deep set eyes were exaggerated by dark painted rings, suggesting he was dressed as some kind of zombie. Hector, who’d been renting the home for a couple of years, never missed an opportunity to host a massive party, and had built a reputation for organizing the most unhinged gatherings.

“Packed house as usual,” the athlete bragged. His attention was quickly stolen by the blue-eyed beauty, who was taking another sip of alcohol. “My God, is that you Olivia? I knew you were hot, but fuckin’ hell. Jesus Danny, your luck never runs out, does it?” His gaze was back on Daniel, but for that brief moment, Olivia felt as though the man had mentally ripped her skimpy outfit to pieces and had his way with her. It was going to be a long night.

“Eyes to yourself, you horny fucker. But yes, I am lucky,” Daniel replied, his hand finding her slim waist. 

Olivia’s phone vibrated, and she checked the display to find a text from Hannah. “Will you help me get Hannah in here? She’s out front and sounds a little nervous.”

“Yeah, sure. Catch you later, Hector,” Daniel said.

“See you two around,” Hector replied, pouring himself a shot as the others disappeared back into the crowd.

By the time they made their way back to the entrance, Hannah was standing in the doorway, looking great in her sexy cat costume, but her body language suggested she was timid and lost. Her face lit up upon spotting Olivia.

“Hey girl! So glad you’re here!” Olivia exclaimed, leaning in to make sure she was heard over the music. “This is my boyfriend, Daniel. Daniel, my awesome friend, Hannah.”

“Great to meet you!” Hannah said, shaking his hand with a look of admiration.

“Let’s get you a drink!” Olivia suggested, and the trio made their way back to the bar. Hannah’s eyes darted around the room, taking in the overwhelming experience as her girlfriend fixed her a beverage.

“Yo Dan, come check this out!” Someone shouted from across the room.

“You guys good?” Daniel asked, waiting for a nod from his girlfriend. “Be back soon,” he said before leaving the women to their own devices.

“So, is Matt here?” Hannah asked.

“Not yet,” Olivia replied, realizing he could very well not come at all. “I have an idea. Let’s send him a pic of what he’d be missing out on if he doesn’t show up.” She pointed her camera at her friend and suggested she strike a pose.

“Uhhh…”

“Fierce kitty! Put one hand on your hip and the other in front of you like you’re scratching something!” The girls laughed as Olivia snapped a variety of photos of her modeling cohort. “These are super cute. And hot! I like this one,” she said excitedly, flashing her screen.

“Oh God, okay. I’ll leave it up to you,” Hannah muttered, rosy cheeked and embarrassed.

 You better be coming! Look who’s waiting for you. Olivia sent the text with a particularly alluring picture to follow it that exhibited Hannah’s best features.

“Little red…” A gruff voice from behind her nearly caused her to fumble her phone, and Olivia spun around to find a menacing figure towering over her. The man was dressed in monochrome dark gray sweats and his face was hidden by a hideous fur-lined wolf mask. “Fancy running into you here…”

Olivia smiled nervously, unsure of whom she was being confronted by, but decided to play along a little for the time being. “Oh my… The big bad wolf. Aren’t you supposed to be in bed or something?”

“That’s for later. Right before I gobble you up.”

She forced a giggle in an attempt to cover up the fact that she felt a bit intimidated. The stranger’s large stature was threatening enough, but the anonymity behind his sinister words made the exchange all the more chilling. “Well good thing I have my boyfriend here to protect me,” she added, summoning back her confidence and carefully dropping the hint, in case his intentions were in fact to get her into bed at some point.

The oversized canid head peered around the room for a moment before bowing back down at her. “Seems to me you’re lost in the woods. Ripe for the taking…” He slowly lifted his hand and flicked the little knot holding the front of her blouse together.

Olivia suddenly felt incredibly exposed, as if her scarcely clothed body was actually at the mercy of the imposing creature looming over her. She found herself at a loss for words, and felt a dull pang of arousal strike her pussy. A thin arm clasped her across her back, and Hannah stepped up beside her.

“Not on my watch. Back off, creep.” Hannah commanded, her dainty voice mustering up all of the courage she had.

“Mmm dessert… I am feeling quite ravenous tonight,” the wolfman muttered as he casually walked away from the guarded pair.

“Well that was kinda fucking freaky. Are you alright?” Hannah asked, unsure if the interaction was as unusual as she thought it was.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m fine. I figured I’d have to brush a few guys off my trail tonight, but that one was a little over the top,” she responded assuringly, laughing it off and collecting herself. “Thanks for the backup.”

“No problem.”

The girls put the incident behind them, sharing another drink and chatting for a while in the kitchen. Eventually, Olivia’s phone buzzed again. “Matt’s here,” she shared, privately taking a deep breath as the anxiety of the impending encounter began to creep up on her. “Let’s go get him,” She suggested. “It’s his first college party too.” Olivia led the way back to the front door just in time to receive the nineteen year old.

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To be continued...