by M. E. Parker
Ethan was attracted to her too. We had six different guys from the rugby team wanting to move in with us when we decided we wanted Janie for a roommate. I knew as soon as Janie walked in the apartment that first day that Ethan wanted her as much as I did. At first, we decided to go for it full on—may the best man win and all that. But after about a month, she had completely friend-zoned us and we decided to give up. She was too cool and fun to lose as a friend. Besides, Ethan and I had never let a girl come between us and I had a feeling back then that Janie might be the only girl that had the power to do it.
After living with her for almost five years, she had become just as important to me as Ethan. She was seriously my best friend. That’s why watching her cry felt like a stab in the gut. I’d only seen her cry one other time, when her Grandfather died a couple of years ago. Janie was not a crier, which made me want to go punch that bastard Michael in the face for hurting her.
I watched Ethan finally let go of her and take a step back. He wiped the tears off her cheeks with his thumbs. It was obviously killing him just as much as it was killing me. “Who broke up? You or him?” He asked.
She laughed a little while she wiped her tears away with the back of her hands. “Him.”
Ethan rubbed her arm, “Sorry Janie, you really liked him, huh?”
She shook her head. “No. I don’t know—I don’t think that’s it. It has just been a weird couple of days.”
I walked over to her and wiped a piece of hair out of her face. “What happened?” I asked.
She shook her head again. “I don’t think I can tell you guys until I drink. A lot.”
I laughed. “Okay let’s start drinking then. I think this is going to have to be a whiskey night.” I grabbed us beers out of the fridge and pulled a full bottle of green label Jack Daniels out of the cabinet and grabbed three shot glasses. I stopped and looked at Janie. “For whatever its worth, I never liked the guy. He was nowhere near good enough for you. Seriously Janie, the guy’s a douchebag.”
She frowned at me for a second. “Are you serious? You didn’t like him? Why didn’t you tell me?”
I shrugged. “You liked him Janie. I wasn’t going to hurt your feelings.”
She looked over at Ethan, “What about you?”
He shrugged. “Sorry Janie, I’m with Jake, the guy’s a douchebag.”
She smiled, “Huh. From now on, you guys should tell me stuff like that. Maybe I could have avoided wasting almost a year of my life.”
I laughed, “Oh from now on, you’re not dating anyone without our prior approval.”
She rolled her eyes and looked at Ethan. He laughed. “Sorry Janie. I’m with him.”
I had to try to cheer her up so I glanced at Ethan and winked. “Hey Ethan, you in the mood for a Janie sandwich?”
Ethan called out, “Hell yeah!” She started screaming and tried to run out of the kitchen, but I caught her and wrapped my arms around her and Ethan came behind her and wrapped his around her and she screamed as we pressed her between us. This was a thing we did. She pretended to hate it, but I knew she secretly loved it.
She followed us into the living room laughing. “You guys are frigging ridiculous.”
Ethan and I sat on either side of the couch and Janie settled down on the floor on the other side of the coffee table. She took off her shoes and stretched out her perfectly long toned legs and crossed them together at the ankles. I noticed that even her feet were perfect. Her toenails were painted red and for some reason, I felt slightly turned on looking at them. Weird? I thought to myself, probably.
We started drinking. Ethan and I swapped stories about our classes that day and we listened to music. We all had had a couple of beers and a few shots of whiskey.
I watched as Janie peeled off her denim jacket and then she slung it on the floor next to her. Damn. She was wearing a tight little white tank top. My eyes drifted up her body. Her nipples peeked through her bra and tank top. My eyes were glued to her shoulders. I loved her shoulders. She had three little freckles on her left one. I’d always fantasized about licking and kissing that shoulder. I needed to snap out of it. It wasn’t going to happen. I looked over at Ethan. He was staring at her. I was pretty sure he was having the same thoughts as me.
Janie finished off her beer and smiled. “I’m empty. Whose turn is it?” I didn’t care whose turn it was, if Janie wanted another beer, I was gonna get it for her. I grabbed the empties and went to get us all another beer. “Okay Janiebug, spill it.” I said, as I walked back into the living room.
Her cheeks turned red. “Seriously?”
Ethan smiled at her. “Tell us. What happened?”
She shook her head. “Oh my God, I don’t know where to start.”
“Just start Janie,” Ethan said.
“Well, I guess I’ll start with what happened with Professor Marsh.”
I immediately panicked. “Jesus Janie, you didn’t hook up with Marsh, did you? You’re his teaching assistant. You could lose your scholarship. He could lose his job.”
Janie rolled her eyes. “No. Jake, I’m not an idiot. It’s not that. Besides, you both know Professor Marsh is gay. It’s not a secret.”
Ethan looked at her warily. “So, what happened with Marsh?”
I was so confused. If they didn’t hook up, what did Marsh have to do with Michael breaking up with her?
I watched Janie pour herself another shot of whiskey and down it. “You know how my office is connected to his. It’s basically a walk-in storage closet with a desk in it.”
Ethan and I nodded.
“Remember how it has that louvered door? You know, it has those little slats? Well, I can see through them out into Marsh’s office, but you can’t really see into them from the other side. I was sitting in there today with the door closed and suddenly I heard Marsh walking in. He had Ryan O’Connor with him. You remember Ryan? He’s the hot tennis player. He was in our Financial Accounting class last year?”
I nodded. And Ethan said, “Yeah. I remember him, the guy is one hell of an athlete.”
Janie continued. “Well I freaked out because I heard the door shut. You know Professors are never supposed to be alone in their offices with a student with a closed door. Well, Professor Marsh leans against his desk. The way his desk is situated, I can see him perfectly from the side. Marsh says, ‘what do you need Ryan? I have a faculty meeting across campus in twenty minutes. Make it quick.’ All the sudden I see Ryan walk up to Marsh. He’s standing right in front of him and he reaches up and puts his hand on Professor Marsh’s cheek and then runs his fingers through his hair and says, ‘you know what I want, John, and you want it too.’ I was freaking out. I didn’t know if Marsh knew I was in my office and I was trying to figure out if I should make noise or something, but then I remembered that Marsh must have thought I was gone to teach. I was supposed to be teaching a small study group, but I cancelled it because more than half of the people couldn’t come. So, I didn’t do anything or say anything. I just watched. Marsh was all, ‘You can’t be in here Ryan. This isn’t right, you’re a student.’ And then Ryan says, ‘only for two more weeks and you haven’t been my professor in three years.’ I tell you guys, I was freaking out.”
I still didn’t get where it was all going, but I was riveted by her story, “Holy shit. What happened?” I looked over at Ethan and he was completely engrossed as he listened.
Janie finished her story. “Ryan kissed him. Like full-on, open-mouth, everything. Marsh groaned. They were making out like crazy and then I saw Marsh’s hands on Ryan’s ass and they were pressing their hips together and grinding against each other. All the sudden, Ryan pushes Marsh back and starts unbuckling his pants and pulls out Marsh’s dick and starts stroking it and then Marsh does the same with Ryan and I’m freaking out, but I can’t stop looking. Then Ryan pushes Marsh’s hand away and presses their dicks together and he is stroking them both off at the same time. I mean, I didn’t even know that was a thing. I knew I shouldn’t be
watching, but I couldn’t stop. They were whispering dirty stuff to each other. They both got off and then Marsh went to the bathroom and came back with a towel and handed it to Ryan. They made plans to get together tonight and then Ryan left. Marsh left a little after him. I tell you guys, I was freaking. I was so worried that he’d know I was there.”
I looked over at Ethan, his cheeks were red. Fuck. I was turned on. I felt weird about it. Should I be turned on hearing about two guys getting each other off? My dick was straining against my jeans. I looked at Ethan again and I saw him shifting in his seat and figured maybe he was turned on too. I looked at Janie and her cheeks were pink. “Holy shit Janie. Did Professor Marsh ever figure out you were there?”
She shook her head. “No and he never can. I’m freaked out. I shouldn’t have seen that.”
Ethan and I laughed, and he said, “I’m sure he won’t find out Janie. But I don’t get it. What does this have to do with you and Michael?”
She giggled, “I’m getting there. Be patient.”
Janie launched into the story of how last night she had tried to go down on Michael and the guy couldn’t even get it up and then he freaked out when she had tried to put her finger in his ass and then apparently invited her out tonight to break up with her after he told her that they were ‘sexually incompatible.’ Jesus, I knew the guy was a douchebag the first time I met him.
Thinking about Janie sucking dick didn’t help my hard on, but then I watched tears well up in Janie’s eyes. “Janie, please tell me you don’t think you’ve done anything wrong here. Believe me. It’s all him. The douchebag’s dick doesn’t work. I swear if your lips were anywhere near my dick…”
Ethan reached over and backhanded me against the chest, “Quit embarrassing her dude. Janie, he’s right you’re hot. Michael’s an idiot. This has nothing to do with you, it’s all about him.”
I joined in, “It’s true Janie. The guy’s dick is broken.”
She took a shot of whiskey and shook her head and laughed. “I don’t know. Maybe it is me. I don’t know maybe I’m bad at sex or my vagina is weird or I’m a freak or something.”
Ethan and I laughed. I looked at her and watched her face turn even redder, “What the hell do you mean, your pussy is weird?”
She rolled her eyes, “I don’t know. Only Jess and Michael have seen it. And mine was the first Jess had seen and he cheated on me and then you know, Michael didn’t seem to be all about it.”
Ethan chuckled, “Oh my God Janie, I’m sure it’s not weird. Don’t let that dickhead get to you.”
I was taken aback by what she had said. “Wait Janie, what do you mean? There was no one between Jess and Michael?”
She rolled her eyes again. “Nope.”
“But what about all those guys you went out with? What about that guy Travis at that party? You hooked up with him. You went into a bedroom.”
She laughed. “We just made out and I gave him a hand-job.”
“Holy fuck. You didn’t have sex for three years?” I couldn’t believe it.
“Nope. I’m not a big slut like you guys. It’s just…I can’t if I don’t have feelings.”
Ethan looked at me, “You’re getting off point here, dude.” He looked at Janie, “Janiebug, you’re seriously not worried about Michael, are you? I swear, you have nothing to worry about. I’m telling you, you are straight up hot, half the guys on the rugby team want to take you out.”
She stared down at her feet. “Whatever—that’s not true, if it were, they would have asked me out.”
“We told them you were off-limits,” I blurted out. Ethan gave me a look. Maybe I shouldn’t have told her that, but I needed her to know how hot she was.
This led to a whole argument between the three of us. But in the end, Ethan and I won out convincing Janie that all the guys on the rugby team were assholes.
She tossed back another shot of whiskey and said, “It doesn’t matter if I’m hot if I’m some kind of sex freak.”
Ethan laughed, “Why do you think you’re a sex freak?”
Her face turned red, “You know that stuff I told you about Professor Marsh and Ryan—it turned me on, I mean watching that, holy hell, it was like, I don’t know…that’s completely fucked up, isn’t it?”
I laughed. “Oh my god, did you masturbate in your office after they left?” My dick twitched at the thought. Ethan hit me on the chest again.
She put her hands over her face. “Yeah. What does that mean? I mean, it’s not like two gay guys are going to want to get with me. I’m telling you guys I’m a freak.”
Ethan laughed again. “Janie, you are not a freak. Think about it. Guys get off watching two girls together all the time, why shouldn’t it turn you on seeing two guys together?”
I looked at Ethan and smiled. He was right. “Janie-I think it’s hot as shit. In fact, I’m getting hard right now thinking about it.”
She peeked out from under her hands and laughed, “Fuck you, Jake!”
I chuckled, “Seriously, Janie—you are totally fine. But if you are still worried about your pussy, you could just show it to Ethan and me, I mean between the two of us, we’ve seen a lot of pussy. We could give you an objective opinion.”
Ethan looked at me as if I had lost my mind and Janie laughed. “You wish Jake. Truth or Dare?”
I was glad that Janie was getting playful. It killed me that she was worried about all this stupid shit. God, I hated Michael. I would probably have to punch him the next time I saw him.
Ethan, Janie, and I had been playing Truth or Dare for a long time. We took it seriously. You didn’t back down. It was a matter of pride.
I looked at Janie and said, “Dare.”
She shook her head. “No. Truth.”
I laughed, “Okay Truth.”
Janie’s face turned red again. “Has a girl ever put her finger in your ass?”
My dick twitched again. Our game was usually not sexual. But I knew what she wanted. She wanted to make sure she was ‘normal.’ I smiled at her. “Yeah.” Ethan looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. “Rachel Hanover. You know that utility closet next to Professor Bridge’s classroom? She pulled me in there. There’s this little counter next to the door. I lifted her onto it and ate her out and then she went down on me and just as I was about to come, she stuck her finger in my ass. It was the best blow job I’ve ever gotten.”
Janie laughed. “Oh my god, what about you Ethan?”
He smiled at her. “No. But I’m pretty sure I would really like it.”
After that, she seemed to loosen up. I got up and got us more beers. “Your turn, Jake.” I heard her say from the kitchen.
“Okay Janie. Truth or Dare?” I shouted from the kitchen.
“Truth,” she said.
“Okay. Have you ever done anal and if so did you like it and if not, would you?” I asked as I walked back into the living room.
I looked over at Ethan and he just smiled and shook his head.
Janie laughed. “No and maybe if it was the right guy. You?”
I laughed. “No and maybe if it was the right guy.”
“Oh my god Jake, seriously, have you?”
I smirked at her, “No, but I would.”
We both looked at Ethan. He was quiet and looking down. His cheeks were red. “Holy shit dude. Have you?” I asked him.
He looked up and grinned. “Once.”
Fuck I was getting so turned on. We should probably get off the topic of sex, but I couldn’t. “Tell us.”
“Mindy Holstrom.”
Janie screamed. “Oh my god Ethan, she’s the blonde sorority girl that always wears sweaters and pearls?”
Ethan nodded.
Janie shook her head. “I can’t believe it. She always seemed so uptight.”
I looked at Ethan. “How the hell, dude? Mindy, really?”
He laughed. “Yeah. We were doing it doggie style and I slipped out and accidently nudged against it. Apparently, she liked it, because she s
creamed for more. So, I did it.”
I looked at him. “Holy shit.”
Janie’s eyes were wide. “Did she like it? Did she say if it hurt?”
Ethan shrugged. “She said she liked it. She wanted me to finger her while I did it. She said it made her fill really full.”
I shook my head, “Fuck dude, what did it feel like?”
Ethan laughed “Really good. Really tight.”
I looked over at Janie and her cheeks were red. I noticed she was squeezing her thighs together. Jesus. The game was getting out of control and I loved it.
We went around a few more times and all the questions were sex related. Our game had never gotten this dirty before, but I was totally getting into it. We kept drinking. It was my turn again. “Janie. Truth or Dare?”
She said dare. I was feeling brave. “I dare you to show us your pussy.” Her face turned red. Ethan looked over at me like I’d lost my mind. I totally wouldn’t try to make her go through with it if she didn’t want to, but fuck, I was so worked up. She rolled her eyes. I almost lost it though when she put her hands under her little black skirt and pulled a black lace thong out from underneath. I shifted in my seat. God, I was so turned on. She tossed her panties on the coffee table and crossed her legs again and lifted her skirt. God, she was beautiful. I studied the little black silky strip of hair leading down to her pussy. “You look perfect so far, but we need to see it all, if you want an objective opinion.”
Holy Fuck. She smiled and lifted her knees and slowly opened them. God, she was so hot. Her pussy was perfectly pink and she looked tight as fuck and wet—she was practically dripping. Ethan actually moaned out loud. My heart was pounding in my chest and my dick was straining against my jeans. “Fuck, Janie. You’re perfect.” She put her legs back down and crossed them.
She looked back and forth between us. Ethan finally managed to get himself together and cleared his throat. “Janie—dear god, I swear, your pussy wasn’t the problem. That guy’s dick is broken, just like Jake said.”
She laughed and cleared her throat. “Show us your dick, Jake.” I don’t know why, but I didn’t see that coming. But I complied anyway. I unbuttoned my jeans and reached down and took my dick out and ran my palm over it once. I looked up at Janie. Her cheeks were still red. Her eyes shifted to Ethan and I looked over at him. He was looking down at my hand on my dick.
