It was the end of year ball for the four recently graduated students and it would be the last opportunity for them to put into practice their plan which they had spent the whole of the last year working towards.
Twenty-one-year-old Richard Adamson was a Business Management graduate and the heir to his family’s business. His father was the founder and president of the company which comprised of a large group of hotels and resorts around the world.
Their target consumer was the more wealthy client, and all of the hotels and resorts were of the highest quality. Their clientèle was drawn from the upper echelons of society, which included the rich and famous, including sports stars and movie stars, as well as the wealthy businessman.
He was applying the finishing touches to his outfit, a formal tuxedo suit which unlike most of the other students, who rented theirs, he owned his. He looked at his reflection in the full-length mirror in the room, he adjusted his jacket and smiled.
“God, you’re a good-looking guy.” He sighed.
“You’re so fucking vain!”
He turned his head and looked at the vision of beauty that was his girlfriend, twenty-one-year-old Law graduate, Hannah Langley.
He stared at her as she turned slowly around in front of him, her arms outstretched as she displayed the beautiful long satin-periwinkle blue evening dress, with rhinestone stitching along the bodice, accenting her firm breasts. She smiled as she saw his eyes grow large
“Damn you’re beautiful. Are you wearing a bra under that?” He asked.
She smiled and walked towards him and coyly slid her fingers across his chest.
“I’m twenty-one, my tits are rock-solid firm, you know that I don’t need a bra.” She whispered.
He sighed and slid his hand around her and cupped her ass and squeezed it. He moaned.
“A thong?” He asked.
She winked. “Maybe, maybe not.”
She turned around and he picked up the wide gold herringbone necklace from the box and placed it around her neck. She turned back and he smiled.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
She nodded. “I am.”
He nodded and fastened the necklace around her slim neck. Then reached around and stroked his fingers over her breasts as they both looked at their reflections in a long mirror
“You know your target?”
He smiled. “Oh yes.”
A few doors along the floor in another room was twenty-one-year-old Louise Broad, a Biochemistry graduate who graduated with a first-class degree with honours, and her boyfriend, twenty-two-year-old Andrew Ellington, who was the group computer and technology expert, graduating with a two-one in Computer programming.
Like Richard, Andrew also wore a tuxedo, but he had rented his. Louise wore a very sexy, classic red silk dress with red embroidered roses that fell swishing down along her figure to just below her knees and wearing matched with a pair of red heels spiked, and the sheerest of hold-up stockings.
She was the other one of the group who had a mission that evening and she was feeling nervous about it, very nervous. Andrew held her and brushed his fingers across her cheek, he could feel her body tremble as she stared up into his eyes. Her five-foot-four inch frame a full twelve inches shorter than he was.
He stared into her beautiful, bright blue eyes and stroked his fingers through her short, blonde hair and kissed her softly.
“You’ll be fine.” He whispered.
She bit her lip and nodded.
“I know. But it’s one thing to flirt with a grad student and make out to get my hands on a small trinket. It is quite another to seduce an old man, and maybe have to perform a sexual act on him to get what I want. And what if he catches me?” She looked worried.
He stroked his fingers across her face again.
“Relax, it’ll be fine. We’ll be close by, if it looks like it’s going wrong, Hannah and I will step in.”
She nodded and he let go of her and she took one last look in the mirror and smiled.
“Okay. Let’s go and do this.”