Chapter 0 - Meeting Janet



“No way. No fucking way!”
 
Even through the walls of Janet’s streaming set-up, she could still hear the rumblings of her roommate reverberate through the walls. Steve burst through the doors with a grin on his face. His arms were outstretched, one hand holding a phone lit up with the highlights of a conversation. He turned to Janet and asked her:
 
“Guess what.”
 
Janet blankly looked back at him, not a clue in the world as though what could’ve happened. 
 
“...what?”
 
“Jason’s back!”
 
Jason? Who the heck was Jason? Janet wracked her mind for any connections, ultimately failing to establish one. 
 
“Oh my gosh, Jason’s here?” She exclaimed deceptively. Her expression was unchanged, a sure tell way to tell that she was lying.
 
Steve peered at her. His arms fell down, and he squinted. “You have no idea who Jason is, do you?”
 
“I don’t,” she confessed sheepishly.
 
“JB? The Ban Hammer? I thought I talked about him all the time!” Janet continued to look blankly back at him. Steve sighed. “Well, he was a friend from college that I knew who moved away for a bit. We used to be tight, so he hit me up saying that he was back in town for a job.” An idea sprouted in his head. “Wait. You have to meet him, Janet. You guys would love each other.”
 
Janet mulled it over for a bit. Now that Steve was describing him in more detail, she was starting to remember some of the things her boyfriend had told her about him. From what she’s heard, he was just an overall nice guy who was there for Steve whenever he needed him. She didn’t know much more about him other than that, so it could be interesting to learn. Steven waited while Janet mused.
 
“Sure,” she finally said. 
 
Steve pumped his hand in joy. “Great! I’ll set it up for when we’re all free.” He exited the room still mumbling in disbelief that his best friend was back. “Jason fucking Ban, who would’ve thought.” Janet smiled. It was nice seeing her boyfriend so upbeat about something for once. Things had been a bit rough for the both of them ever since the move-in so this was a nice change of pace. 
 
Janet stretched her arms over her head, thinking about how their meeting was going to be. Hope he’s as great as how Steve makes him out . 
 
—
 
Janet dolled herself up quite nicely for dinner. A cute little blue blouse, frayed denim shorts, and a touch of make-up caught the eyes of all of the people passing by the two of them on the sidewalk. She checked her phone. Jason was already off to a rocky start by being 15 minutes late to their reservation. 
 
“He’s a bit late, no?” Janet asked her boyfriend. “Maybe you should check if he’s on the way?”
 
Steve was still ecstatic despite the wait, hands in his pockets while grinning. “Nah I know he’ll make it. This is just a classic move he does.”
 
Janet wasn’t sure if being late was signature enough to a person where it could be considered a “classic move”, but if her boyfriend wasn’t upset with the schedule then neither would she. It wasn’t as though she was in a particular rush to be seated or anything, as long as Steve was happy she was happy. 
 
The bang of a door shutting caused the two of them to turn their head toward the lot. Stepping out regally from the driver’s seat was a rather tall, cleanly dressed man. His intricately slicked-back hair, black collar shirt, and medley of silver jewelry gave the sense that he was heading to a formal event, so Janet looked back out to the street to continue waiting for their guest. Steve, however, started walking out with welcoming arms. 
 
“Jason!”
 
The man looked back at him for a moment before his expression lit up with excitement. A beep sounded as he locked the car with his keychain, shoving the apparatus into his pockets while walking in their direction. Janet quickly followed behind her boyfriend. They met halfway between the lot and the restaurant, where the two guys hugged it out in a tight bear hug, slapping each other’s backs and laughing.  
 
“You haven’t changed a bit,” Steve started. 
 
“You’re not doing too shabby either. Much cleaner than before if I’m being honest,” he joked back. A twinge of an accent graced his speech.
 
“Oh right, let me introduce you,” Steve said, perking up. “This is my girlfriend, Janet. Janet, this is Jason.” He moved aside so that they could talk further. Janet stepped up and raised her open hand out. 
 
“It’s nice to meet you,” she politely started.
 
Jason kept his hands in his pockets, looking at her. If Janet wasn’t thinking any better, she could’ve sworn that she saw a glint appear in the corner of his eyes. “This your new side piece? You got yourself a nice catch~”
 
Janet froze, stunned at the undignified response. Steve roughly elbowed his friend by the waist. 
 
“Dude c’mon. You can’t make jokes like that on your first meeting or she’ll think you’re like this all the time.”
 
Jason laughed but, as Janet noticed, he wasn’t looking at her while he apologized. 
 
“Sorry, sorry,” he turned to Janet with a bit of a bow, taking her hand and shaking it firmly, “I just like to make Steve nervous by acting uncouth around new people. I’m much nicer than this, really.” Janet defrosted enough to return the handshake but still stood a bit stiffly. It was a fairly large shock to just hear that openly, after all.
 
“Should we get going then?” Steve gestured to the restaurant.
 
“Oh, yeah yeah, of course,” Jason responded. 
 
Steve turned around to lead the way to the restaurant. Jason started to walk past Janet to make his way there just as a sensation brushed behind her.
 
“ Eep! ” Janet chirped. She felt something graze her ass, something startingly close to a hand feeling it up. She stared at Jason as he walked past her, but he didn’t turn around to meet her gaze. Janet flushed. It was probably an accident, she thought. She hoped, at least. A day gone well, a day gone well, Janet reminded herself. Nothing was to go wrong today! She pepped herself up by patting her cheeks with her palms before following suit of the two men into the establishment.
 
—
 
How did Janet and Jason find themselves on the same side of the table while Steve was by himself on the other? Well, it’s a rather socially awkward story, to be honest. Steve sat down first, since he was the one who held the reservation, with Janet next in line. She had felt a bit uncomfortable being separated from him when paired next to a person she wasn’t really familiar with. She thought it was best for her to sit opposite of him so that Jason could take his seat next to Steve but, much to her surprise, Jason sat next to her instead. If Steve was confounded by this decision at all, it clearly didn’t show in his expression. He was much too giddy about the meeting to get hung up on particulars such as this. 
 
Nothing strange happened in the first fifteen minutes, which caused Janet to ease up on her tension. It reinforced her delusion that the feeling she had felt before was nothing but a fluke. While the trio ordered and caught up on what they were doing, she got to learn more about Jason and the relationship between him and her boyfriend. Apparently, Jason got Steve out of his shell back in college, bringing him out to parties or introducing him to women. 
 
“I was doing fine in that department, thank you very much,” Steve tried to rebuke.

“Mm, I’m not so sure about that.”
 
They ultimately split up because Jason found a well-paying opportunity abroad in England, heading out of the country the moment he was finished with school. 
 
“Didn’t even leave me as much as a text!” Steve complained.
 
“It was urgent, I swear!”
 
And now he was back! Another company reached out to him after seeing his work abroad and asked if he’d want to join them. 
 
“The pay is a little worse, but I remembered that good ol’ Steve was living his wildest dreams out here so I decided to just leave it all behind,” Jason explained, “Money’s fine and all, but there are some things I’d say are… better.” He turned to Janet while emphasizing that last part. A strange chill ran down her spine, and she wasn’t sure if she hated it or not.
 
“I don’t know about ‘wildest dreams’,” Steve spoke, oblivious to his friend's inflections, “It’s been kind of rough for the last couple of months. Cuts with sponsorships and stuff left me pretty down in the dumps. I’ve moved in with Janet to sort of, help with the costs.” He drooped a little bit while remembering the situation, before immediately perking back up. “I mean, things are great now that you’re here of course.”
 
“Oh?” Jason smiled. “I’m glad we’re having a good time.”
 
As the sentence wrapped up, the appetizers they ordered came out in trays, signaling the end of pure, free chatting. Some conversations popped up here and there, but for the most part, the three resorted to enjoying their meals. For Jason, however, there were more meals to be had than just the ones above the table. Janet’s eyes widened as she felt a warm embrace locking onto her thigh. She slowly turned to him, spoon in hand midway to her mouth, to see if he was going to apologize or make an excuse or something. Anything at all to justify this obvious harassment. He didn’t do any of that. Jason continued eating with just a single hand, attentively listening to her boyfriend’s story as though it was the most interesting thing he had ever heard in his life. Janet tentatively peered under the tablecloth to see if it was something else but nope, his hand was slowly rubbing her thigh. And it was moving up.
 
“I-I’m going to head to the restroom!” Janet stood up abruptly.
 
The two guys looked at her blankly, a little surprised at the suddenness of her popping up. 
 
“O-ok?” Steve said.
 
Janet walked away from the table, unfortunately having to go past Jason again to get to the stalls. He took the opportunity as she was crossing to smack her ass, not in Steve’s vision. Janet's face went crimson when the familiar feeling hit her, confirming that the man had done the same thing to her while he was walking in. She washed her hands, splashing some water on her face. She dried her face with a towel before noticing that a dazed smile was formulating in the mirror. Immediately, it dropped from her expression. There was no way she was actually enjoying this, was there?
 
The nerve of that guy… She should’ve told her boyfriend about what Jason was doing to her, but she really didn’t want to spoil the evening for him. It would just be another terrible thing to have happened within this year that would deject him even more. She could sit through this blatant harassment for a little longer and then never have to meet with him again. Hopefully, their paths would never cross after this night. That reassuring thought cheered her up a little bit. As Janet stepped out of the restroom, she was met face-to-face with Jason.
 
“What are you doing here?” Janet said snarkily. 
 
“I’m just using the restroom?” He responded by putting on a facade of obliviousness. His handsome face was irritating her.
 
“Whatever.” She tried to walk past him before he grabbed onto her arm. “Let go of me!” Janet said furiously.
 
“So how does a drop-dead gorgeous lady like you end up with a guy like him? Apparently, he’s not loaded anymore, you’re free to go.” Jason dropped the act, his words dripping with seriousness. “Or are you just like this with every guy who comes up to you like this?” His hand moved up her arm, getting close to her chest.
 
“Excuse me?” Janet replied incredulously. She smacked his hand away. The compliment heated her up a little bit, but she paid it no mind. “Steve is a great, sweet guy. I think you’re being extremely disrespectful right now.” 
 
“A ‘sweet guy’, huh.” He responded with a scoff. “If you like him so much, how come you weren’t against my advances? You’d think a woman in love would be screaming the first moment she was fondled.” 
 
Janet blushed heavily. “I-I just wanted Steve to have a good time! He hasn’t had a lot of good days recently.” Even as the words fell past her lips she could feel how deceitful they must’ve sounded to another person.
 
“Keep doing what you’re doing then. It works out for me. Let’s see how much longer you can keep up this nice girl act.” With those parting words and a flash of a smile, he left into the men’s restroom. 
 
Janet was at a complete loss for words. She couldn’t even register what had happened. The short conversation didn’t change the fact that she was being sexually exploited or that she couldn’t really do anything about it. In fact, it might have just made it worse. He now knew why she was being so quiet about all of his harassment, and there was nothing stopping him from doing worse things. Hopelessness began to crash over her in waves as she returned to her seat. 
 
“You good?” 
 
Janet nodded. It seemed like her worry was evident enough to where even her boyfriend could notice it. All she could focus on was what would happen once Jason had returned.
 
Much to her surprise, not much. As dinner continued and they finished up their meals, the evening progressed without another hint of indecency. Although Janet was relieved, she couldn’t help but sneak glances over to Jason from time to time, eyeing his hands or checking out where his gaze was. Nothing was out of the ordinary, which caused Janet to stress out even harder. If he wasn’t doing anything now, it must surely mean that he was planning something big later. She couldn’t tell if it was her anxieties intensifying the worries she was holding or if she was hoping for something to happen. The second thought had crossed her mind for a brief moment before dissipating once she had looked back at Steve. She couldn’t be harboring thoughts like this, especially today.
 
The night, however, was far from over. Steve was much too giddy to be meeting up with his old friend to just stop the pleasantries at a meal. They planned to catch a flick right after, a continuation of a movie that they’d both loved back when they were in college and had just gotten a sequel this year. Janet had neither seen the first nor heard of the second but followed along anyway. 
 
“You’ll be fine trust me,” Steve assured her, “Nothing important even happens in the first one. I’m sure they’ve made it accessible for people who haven’t seen the original since it’s been so long.”
 
Jason merely smiled in accordance.
 
Once they were in the screening, Janet thought that what her boyfriend said couldn’t have been further from the truth. There were a million different characters on the screen, each of which having zero background information to their name. She tried to keep up with what was going on but completely failed. As a social safety measure, she looked around her to see if anyone was as lost as she was, but Steve seemed to be completely hyper-fixated on it. Jason, however, met her eyes when she turned to him. 
 
“Lost?”
 
“Very.”
 
He chuckled a bit. Janet’s heart skipped a beat. 
 
“You don’t seem to be too focused either,” she retorted.
 
“I’ve already seen it,” he replied cooly. He looked over at her, scanning her from head to toe. Janet felt exposed, like she was being presented as a sack of meat for an animal to appraise. “I can think of something more enjoyable for the both of us to do.” 
 
Slyly, he began unzipping his pants. The sound rang so loudly and clearly in Janet's ears that she was sure that everyone in the theater would’ve been able to hear it, but as she looked around frantically not even her boyfriend had noticed the zip. Her heart was racing.
 
“What are you doing!” Janet hissed at him. As she finished her exclamation, though, she started to register the impressive figure before her. As it stood, throbbing and massive, all of her anger seemingly vanished, replaced by another, sultry feeling.
 
“Stroke it,” he whispered to her. “Do a good enough job and I’ll give you something a whore like you would enjoy.”
 
Janet sputtered and stuttered, trying to formulate a dignified response but failing utterly. His dick was so much larger than Steve’s. She started to think about what would happen if it went inside of her… 
 
She blinked rapidly, shaking the thought out of her head. This entire situation was ridiculous, but what could she do but continue to play along with it? If Janet thought that her boyfriend would have his day ruined by having his best friend groping her, it would definitely be ruined by the sudden public indecency. Tentatively, as though she were petting a venomous snake, she moved her hand below the armrest over to his lap. Jason grinned at her. Her fingers curled around his cock in a tight ring. The sensations it elicited drew great disgust from her at first as she felt the rod, slick with pre-cum, press into her skin. She slowly started to jerk it up and down. 
 
Jason reclined into the seat in pleasure, bringing his arms up and to the side. One of them made its way around her shoulders, hand grasping her shoulder. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to really hate it. They continued this illicit activity for practically the rest of the duration of the film. Every time Steve would laugh or lean forward in his chair, Janet would freeze in her tracks, her hand still firmly wrapped around Jason’s cock. He didn’t end up figuring out what was going on, much to Janet’s disappointment. Relief. Janet meant relief. As the movie came to its conclusion, Jason whispered over to her.
 
“I’m gonna blow soon.” He at least had the decency to warn her. “Better figure something out if you don’t want your little boy toy catching on.” 
 
Janet’s eyes widened. She immediately brought her other hand over and cupped it over his tip, bringing it down a little bit so that it would shoot straight and not directly up. Slimy, thick liquid began to press into her palms in large pools. Some of it ended up trailing down her forearm or even falling down to the floor, but most of it was surely placed in her hands. But what now?
 
“Man that was great! You ready to go?” Steve started stretching his arms, still squinting ahead. With only the thought of not getting caught in her mind, Janet quickly brought both of her hands up to her mouth, pouring the noxious spunk down her throat in one quick gulp.
 
“Y-egh, yeah I’m ready,” Janet managed to spit out. Steve turned over to the two of them. Janet felt relieved for a moment before her heart dropped. Jason’s cock was still out in the open. She turned around quickly only to find him perfectly groomed, not a single cloth out of place. 
 
“Ready.” Jason smiled, showing his pearly whites off. Relief washed over Janet as the filed down the stairs and into the hallway. The newly furnished, white specks on the ground were hardly visible. Unfortunately, the worst of it wasn’t over. Far from it. Before they exited the theater, he whispered into her ear. 
 
“Follow me. Or else.” 
 
He didn’t specify what was going to happen but Janet had already succumbed to the threat. At this point, she just had to follow his demands until the day was over.
 
“I’m heading to the restroom!” Jason announced. 
 
“Again?” Steve asked. “Guess your bladder hasn’t really changed since college.” 
 
“I guess it hasn’t.” He stared directly at Janet while responding, and she could feel the double entendre oozing from his words. Janet knew what he wanted.
 
“I have to go to the restroom too,” she mumbled. Steve, without a thought behind those eyes, waved them off, saying that he would wait at the entrance. No sooner had the two of them rounded the corner than Jason had grabbed onto her hand, dragging her into the restroom.
 
“Hey!” Janet’s shouts died out quickly when she realized that she was in the men’s stalls. Even without the audial protest, her discontentment was clear by her irritated expression. They both entered one of the rooms before Jason locked it. He started unbuckling his pants.
 
“On your knees.”
 
Janet was stunned. This seemed to be the recurring theme of the night. Just when she thought he could go no lower, he did. 
 
“No.” She refused. “No more. I’m shutting this down.”
 
Jason’s unbuckling slowed down but didn’t completely falter. “Oh, sure ok. Let me just go tell him how much of a slut his girlfriend is, that alright with you?” 
 
Janet paled at the thought. The consequences of her actions were catching up to her.
 
“What would he think? How crushed he would be, finding out that his girlfriend was cheating on him with his best friend.” Jason mocked her. Finally, the pants came down to the floor and his shaft stood straight. 
 
“On your knees.” He repeated it.
 
She hated it. Lying to her boyfriend. Cheating on him. Even so, Janet obediently fell to her knees, Jason’s cock mere inches away from her face. 
 
“You know what to do.”
 
She did. And for the next five minutes, she performed her duties as best as she could, servicing Jason the same way she had been doing for her boyfriend for the last couple of months. She noticed that their weak spots were the same, something that she detested, and felt like all her experience with Steve had all but been leading up to this moment, a thought that she never wanted to have again. 
 
“We better hurry this up before he gets suspicious,” Jason muttered as he grabbed onto both of Janet’s hands, pinning them against the stall door. Janet’s eyes widened as he suddenly began roughly skull fucking her, hitting the back of her throat easily with his massive cock. Her eyes teared up as she began gagging loudly. The other people in the restroom were suddenly aware of the commotion but awkwardly tried to just ignore it. After a couple more rough pumps, he came down her throat. 
 
“Hell yeah, that’s a tight little throat,” he groaned. Once he got off of her, Janet started sputtering, heaving into the toilet bowl for air. Jason patted her on the back a couple of times in consolation. 
 
“Good girl,” he praised. She couldn’t tell if he was being genuine or sarcastic again. “I suppose I’ll be heading out first then? So that he doesn’t think something’s up.” Not even bothering to help Janet recover fully, he left the stalls, whistling. As she wiped the tears from her eyes, Janet finally felt a sense of relief followed by a twinge of longing. There was nothing planned after this. She could finally go home and never join her boyfriend again whenever he wanted to hang out with Jason. They would never meet again.
 
—
 
* clink *
 
The sound of bottles rang crisply through the living room. Laughter sounded out rambunctiously. Well, men’s laughter that is. Janet just awkwardly smiled. The three of them found themselves in Janet and Steve’s shared apartment, going for a final round of drinks on the floor of their living room. Empty bottles littered the area.
 
“You should come by my place, check it out you know,” Steve had inquired after the three of them regrouped outside of the theater. “C’mon, you might as well since you’re here.”
 
Janet nearly stopped in her tracks hearing the open invitation. She desperately pled in her mind for Jason to reject the offer, but she already knew what he was going to say.
 
“Well, I don’t have plans for the rest of the night,” he lulled, “So sure! Why not?”
 
An hour after they were at home and Steve was knocked out cold, lying face down on the floor. It was only Janet and Jason up to continue the festivities. Janet didn’t drink too much, mostly worried about what Jason would do if given the chance, while the latter had simply tanked the drinks. It seemed like he was a man who could hold his liquor well. 
 
“Well, I better get back to my room,” Janet started to say now that the interlinking person was out of commission, “It’s been a long day. You know the way out right?” She couldn't handle being near him for another second, for one reason or another. 
 
“Aw, so soon?” Jason looked at her with a devilish smirk. “There’s so much ahead of us.” He drew closer to Janet, moving closer and closer until they were practically sitting in front of each other on the floor. Janet could feel his breath against her skin. Even though it reeked of alcohol, she didn’t seem to mind it so much. 
 
“I don’t blame you though,” he continued as he moved back a little, “You’ve worked so hard today to make him happy.” 
 
Janet felt a bit disappointed seeing him retreat from her.
 
“He’s asleep now. It was a perfect day for him! You can stop me now when I do this. ” He leaned in for a kiss. 
 
Janet’s eyes widened, but she didn’t push him away. Caught up in the heat of the moment, she returned the gesture, getting lost in the passion of his actions. When Jason’s hands started to wrap around her to unbutton and pull up her blouse, she didn’t stop him. She found herself in her plain undergarments, salivating as he pulled away from her. She didn’t tell him to stop or even move away, so he took it as a sign to go further.
 
He stood up and helped her to her feet before moving her to the couch in the same room. As he pushed her down onto the pillows and walked towards her, Janet realized where he was going to take this and recollected herself.
 
“We can’t do this here,” she hissed, “He’s right there!” 
 
“Then stop me,” he responded, moving onto the couch and laying her down on her stomach, “Just tell me you don’t want this and we can stop right here right now, a nice night finished.” 
 
He was giving her an easy out, and still, Janet couldn’t find it within herself to stop him. All she had to say was “no”. When the silence hung thick in the air, Jason grinned. He pulled down her panties and laid on top of her, rubbing his cock between the cracks of her glorious ass. 
 
Janet looked at Steve, unconscious on the floor, trying desperately to end things, but as the sensations of Jason’s shaft rubbed against her thighs, her mind went blank. All she could do was bite down into the cushion and ready herself.
 
“I was waiting for this from the moment I saw you,” he readily confessed as he plunged into Janet’s wet cunt. Her high-pitched scream was mostly droned out when she planted her face deep into the sofa. “Fuck, you’re tight! You must’ve been looking forward to this too, huh?” Replacing the sounds of the earlier glass bottles clinking were the sounds of wet clapping noises as Janet’s fat ass bounced into his hips. 
 
Gone were all of Janet’s reservations on the matter. She was still trying to stifle her delirious moans so as to not wake her boyfriend up but she didn’t bother checking to see if he was even starting to stir. All she could focus on was not passing out from this incredible fuck she was receiving. 
 
Jason continued grunting, pounding Janet roughly into the sofa as a PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! noise echoed loudly off of the walls. She started to let out her pleasure, whimpering to him.
 
“ yes! oh god, yes! fuck me harder, harder HARDER!” She tried to keep her messages in the form of a whisper, but as Jason hit a deep spot in her pussy, the last word came out more as a shriek. 
 
“I’m gonna cum soon,” Jason alerted.
 
What should she do? Janet was barely coherently thinking, the pure euphoria of sex taking over her mind. She knew that she couldn’t let him cum inside but the pleasure was causing her to hesitate. Once more, Jason took her silence as consent as he started to unload his seed inside of her, painting her inner walls white with thick jizz. He grunted as he thrust into her for the last couple of strokes, before lying on her. 
 
Janet's hair stuck to her face as sweat trickled down her body. She could feel cum dribbling out of her. All she was thinking about before was staying conscious as a matter of pride, so now that it was finally over, she shut her eyes, hoping to deal with everything tomorrow.
 
Her adrenaline spiked as she was suddenly flipped around onto her back. As Jason turned her over, she could see that although he was ruffled, he seemed relatively unbothered. He noticed her state and commented.
 
“Surely you didn’t think we were only going one round?” He looked incredulous. “I played along with you for the day, so you’re going to play around with me for the rest of the night.”
 
Her response, originally intending to be a whispered “no more”, came out instead as another yelp as he shoved back down into her. Janet’s eyes rolled into her skull as bliss dawned on her once again. 
 
“We’ve got a long session ahead of us.”

