Janie Pt 1

"Janie grumbled as she stirred the pasta sauce on the stove, carefully watching it bubble. Her hands were covered by lace gloves that matched the apron she was wearing. Her heels clicked on the tile floor with every step. With a sigh, she tasted the sauce and added more herbs, hoping to please a big fat hairy deal with her cooking." "Did you have a nice day, dear?" "Cheeks burning in shame as she recalled some of the outfits a big fat hairy deal had forced her into for those videos. She couldn't let that happen again."

"Once the sauce was perfect, Janie strained the pasta and plated two servings, garnishing them with fresh basil and parmesan." "Dinner is ready, dear. Enjoy the food." "Janie knew she should feel angry at being forced into this role, but a small part of her felt content in preparing a nice meal for her 'husband'. She shook off those dangerous thoughts, not wanting to accept this fate. She would find a way out of a big fat hairy deal's grasp, no matter what it took."

"Janie smiled politely, trying to hide her frustration." "I'm glad to hear that, dear. I put a lot of effort into it, so I hope you enjoy it." "She took a seat across from a big fat hairy deal, gracefully folding her hands on the table. Her heels clicked against the tile as she adjusted her apron." "Tell me, dear, how was your day?"

"Janie let out a barely audible sigh, trying not to let her disappointment show." "Well, I hope that this meal can be a little bit of a bright spot in your day." "She reached for the pasta tongs, serving a big fat hairy deal a generous portion of sauce-covered noodles." "Is there anything else I can do to make your evening more enjoyable?"

"Janie smiled softly, feeling her cheeks flush at a big fat hairy deal's comment." "I'm glad to hear that, dear. I try my best to make this arrangement work for both of us." "She took a bite of her own pasta, savoring the flavors." "And if there's anything else you need from me, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Janie nodded, standing up from the table and collecting the dishes." "Of course, dear. You have a good night's rest." "She felt a small sense of relief as a big fat hairy deal headed off to bed, grateful for a little bit of space to herself." As she finished washing the dishes, her mind couldn't help but wander back to the videos a big fat hairy deal had of her. She needed to find a way to delete them, no matter what it took. "She silently vowed to herself to keep trying until she found a solution."

"Janie had woken up early this morning, slipping out of bed to start on her daily tasks as a big fat hairy deal's housewife. She had already tidied up the living area and started brewing the coffee." "Good morning, dear. Would you like some coffee? I made it just the way you like it." "She poured a cup of coffee, adding a bit of sugar and cream." "I also made some toast and bacon. Breakfast is ready whenever you're hungry."

"Janie beamed at the compliment." "Thank you, dear. I always try my best to cook delicious meals for you." "She watched as a big fat hairy deal enjoyed their breakfast, her mind still racing with thoughts of escape." "Do you have any plans for today?" "She asked, hoping to distract herself from her own worries."

"Janie nodded, smile faltering a bit as they parted." "Of course, dear. I'll make sure to tidy up before you come back." "Watching a big fat hairy deal leave, she couldn't help but feel trapped in this role, but she knew better than to try and escape just yet. She still needed to find a way to delete those videos of herself before taking any drastic actions."

"Janie paced around the living room, feeling a growing sense of restlessness. She couldn't help but feel aroused, her thoughts turning to a big fat hairy deal and their previous encounters. She tried to shake those thoughts out of her head, but the more she tried to push them away, the more persistent they became. Finally, she gave in, her body aching for release." "<I can't take it anymore. I need to do something to satisfy these urges.>" "She thought to herself, peeking around to make sure that no one was watching before slipping a hand between her legs. Moaning softly, she began to stimulate herself, lost in the sensation."

"Janie's eyes fluttered shut as she continued to pleasure herself, savoring every touch and sensation. Her breathing quickened as she grew more aroused, her body tense and electrified with pleasure. She imagined a big fat hairy deal's hands on her body, touching and teasing her in all the right places. With a last gasp of pleasure, she finally reached orgasm, her body shaking as she rode out the waves of intense pleasure."

"Janie jumped up, startled at the sound of a big fat hairy deal's voice. Blushing with embarrassment, she quickly composed herself, trying to act as if nothing was amiss." "Welcome home, dear. How was your day?" "She asked, doing her best to sound casual and composed despite the fact that she was still feeling the aftermath of her earlier sexual release."

"It was good, I spent the day doing some cleaning and making dinner for you. I'm glad you're home now, I missed you." "Janie said with a smile, trying to keep up the act of being the perfect housewife. She hoped that a big fat hairy deal wouldn't notice anything amiss, or sense her lingering desire from earlier."

"Janie's heart races as she realizes that a big fat hairy deal has noticed something is off about her. She quickly tries to come up with an excuse." "Oh, it's just a little warm in here. I was doing some cleaning earlier and I guess I worked up a sweat." "She lied, hoping that a big fat hairy deal would believe her."

"Janie nodded, relieved that a big fat hairy deal wasn't pushing the issue any further." "Thank you, dear. I appreciate it." "She said, sending him a small smile before turning to make her way upstairs. Once she was safely in the privacy of her bathroom, she let out a long sigh, her body still tingling with pleasure from the earlier stimulation. Part of her wanted to go back downstairs and continue where they had left off, but part of her also knew that it would be dangerous to give in to those urges. She quickly hopped in the shower, hoping that the cool water would wash away her desires."

"Janie took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she stepped into the shower." "Focus, Janie. You can't let yourself get caught up like that." "She scolded herself, shaking her head to clear her thoughts. But as the cool water cascaded down her body, she couldn't help but feel a shiver of pleasure run through her. With a startled gasp, she realized that she was already starting to become aroused again."

"She quickly tried to distract herself by focusing on the mundane task of washing her hair, but every brush of her fingers against her scalp sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her body. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her fingers slipping lower to explore her body." "No, stop it Janie. You can't do this." *She whispered to herself, biting

her lip to try and stifle the moans that threatened to escape her. But the sensations were too overwhelming, and soon she found herself lost in a haze of pleasure.*

"She let out a soft whimper as she brought herself closer and closer to the edge, her breathing becoming more ragged with every passing moment." "Oh god, I can't...I can't...ahhh!" "She cried out as she finally tipped over the edge, her body spasming with the intensity of her orgasm."

*As she leaned against the shower wall, trying to catch her breath, Janie couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself. She was supposed to be strong and in control, but here she was, unable to resist the temptations of her own body. She knew that a big fat hairy deal would never understand, would never see past her tough exterior to the vulnerable

woman inside. But that was fine with her - the less a big fat hairy deal knew, the better.*

"Janie took a deep breath and tried to push down the feelings of shame and embarrassment that were rising up inside her. She needed to get out of here and back to her room, where she could be alone with her thoughts and try to process what had just happened."

"Quickly finishing her shower, Janie got dressed and left the bathroom, her head down as she tried to avoid running into a big fat hairy deal. She didn't want to talk to him right now, not after what had just happened. She needed time to herself, time to think."

"Janie looked up at a big fat hairy deal and forced a smile, trying to hide how vulnerable she felt in front of him." "Yes, dear. I'm feeling much better now. Thank you for asking." "She wasn't sure if she trusted a big fat hairy deal enough to open up and tell him how she really felt, but she knew she had to keep up this charade for now." "Is there anything else you need me to do for you today?"

"Janie hesitated for a moment before nodding her head in agreement." "Sure, I can do that." "She followed a big fat hairy deal into the living room and sat down beside him on the couch, trying to keep some distance between them." "Is there something specific you want to talk about?"

"Janie felt her heart rate increase at the thought of spending more time with a big fat hairy deal, but she tried to keep her composure." "Of course, dear. I'm happy to keep you company." "She scooted just a little bit closer to a big fat hairy deal, resting her hand on his knee." "<God, why is this happening to me? I have to get out of here.>"

"Janie couldn't deny that something about the idea of being a big fat hairy deal's real housewife intrigued her, but she quickly pushed those thoughts aside, reminding herself of the blackmail hanging over her head." "<I can't let myself think like that. I need to get out of here before it's too late.>" "She smiled at a big fat hairy deal, trying to distract herself from her own thoughts." "So, is there anything you've been wanting to do lately? Any new hobbies or interests?"

"Janie nodded, remembering a big fat hairy deal's laziness in school." "Yes, I do remember that. But it's never too late to try something new. Maybe we could go for a walk together sometime? Or try out a new sport at the park?" "She hoped that a big fat hairy deal would take her up on the offer, eager to get out of the house and clear her head."

"Thank you, that's very thoughtful of you," "Janie replied, feeling slightly relieved that a big fat hairy deal was open to spending time outside the house." "I'll have to find my tennis shoes, but I think we could have some fun together. Plus, it's good exercise!" "She grinned, trying to mask the growing anxiety in her chest. She knew that spending time with a big fat hairy deal was dangerous, but she couldn't resist the small sliver of hope that they could connect as something more than just a blackmailer and their victim." "What do you like to do for fun, a big fat hairy deal?"

"That's great," "Janie said, trying her best to make small talk with a big fat hairy deal. She was relieved that they were getting along so far and hoped that it would continue that way." "I like reading too. What kind of books do you enjoy?" "She leaned against the kitchen counter, watching as a big fat hairy deal started to eat the pasta she had made."

"Oh, romance novels! I've read a few of those," "Janie said, trying to sound interested. Inside, she felt a twinge of anger that a big fat hairy deal would be interested in something as cliched as romance novels. But, she knew that their relationship was built on lies and deceit, so she plastered on a fake smile." "Do you have any favorites? Maybe I can check them out from the library."

"Janie felt a pang of guilt as she listened to a big fat hairy deal's words. She may not have cared for romance novels herself, but she could understand the need for comfort in feeling alone." "I'm sorry to hear that you've been lonely. I know it's tough, but you're not alone now. And hey, sometimes silly stuff like romance novels can be comforting. If you ever need someone to talk to about them or anything else, I'm here for you." "She gave a big fat hairy deal a reassuring smile, hoping to alleviate their fears."

"Janie unconsciously leaned into a big fat hairy deal's hand, feeling a strange sense of comfort that she hadn't experienced in some time." "Of course, dear. I'm always here for you. Dinner was just the start of a wonderful night together." "She winked at a big fat hairy deal playfully, hoping to bring a smile to their face."

"Janie nodded in agreement, standing up and taking a big fat hairy deal's hand." "Yes, it is getting late. Let me just clean up the dishes first." "She quickly gathered up the plates and headed to the kitchen sink, determined to make quick work of them." "I'll be right there when I'm finished."

"Don't worry, I won't. I'll be done in no time." "Janie gave a big fat hairy deal a reassuring smile before turning to finish up the dishes. Once she was finished, she turned off the kitchen lights and quietly walked to the bedroom." "Goodnight, dear." "She whispered as she slipped into bed next to a big fat hairy deal, feeling a bit nervous about what would happen next."

"Janie snuggled up close to a big fat hairy deal, her lace glove-covered hand resting on their chest." "So, what do you want to do now that we're in bed?" "She looked up at them with a hint of curiosity in her brown eyes, wondering what a big fat hairy deal had in mind for the rest of the night."

"Janie nods in agreement and snuggles closer to a big fat hairy deal." "You're right, rest is important." "She takes a deep breath in, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up close to a big fat hairy deal. Slowly but surely, she drifts off to sleep, content in the knowledge that she had satisfied a big fat hairy deal's desires for the night."

<Janie starts to stir as she feels Luca's touch, her heart racing as she tries to process what's happening. She immediately feels a sense of discomfort and fear start to rise up within her, wondering how Luca could be doing this to her.> "She carefully turns so that she's facing him, taking a deep breath before gently pushing his hand away." "Luca, what are you doing?" "Her voice is quiet, but there's a clear undertone of unease and anger."

"Janie feels Luca's hug and can't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, she's always wanted to be held like this, to feel loved and safe in someone's embrace. But on the other hand, she remembers the situation she's in with a big fat hairy deal and all the control he has over her."

"Sighing, she lays still for a moment, debating whether or not to wake up Luca. She decides to let him be for now, figuring that it's just his subconscious mind at work. Slowly, she starts to relax into the hug, letting out a soft sigh before closing her eyes and falling back asleep."

"Janie immediately jolts up from her sleep, feeling the hardness against her leg. She freezes, unsure of what to do or how to react. Her heart starts racing in her chest as she tries to make sense of the situation, wondering how Luca could be doing this to her. She slowly pulls away from him, trying to distance herself from the situation and figure out how to handle it."

"After a moment of silence, she whispers softly to Luca," "Luca, stop. Please." "Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it's firm and clear in its intent."

"Janie inhales sharply as she feels Luca's movements, feeling a jolt of arousal shoot through her. She bites her lip, trying to stifle the moan that wants to escape her lips, feeling both embarrassed and turned on at the same time."

"She debates whether or not to wake him up again, but a part of her is curious about what might happen if she stays quiet and lets him continue. Slowly, she moves her hips, grinding ever so slightly against him, testing the waters to see how he'll react."

"Janie gasps as she feels Luca's pajama bottoms slipping off and his hard cock making direct contact with her bare thighs. Her body trembles with intense arousal, but a small part of her feels uncomfortable with the situation. She debates pulling away again, but the sensation of his cock against her skin is too intense to ignore."

"She takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down, then slowly begins to move her legs back and forth, rubbing her thighs against his shaft. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she wonders how far things might go this time, hoping that none of the other housemates hear the sounds coming from their room."

"Janie can't resist the intense arousal coursing through her body and finds herself touching herself, her fingers trailing along her wet folds. She bites her lip, trying to suppress her moans, but they escape her lips nonetheless. She can feel her body responding strongly to Luca's touch and her own, and she's caught up in the intense pleasure."

"As she touches herself, she moves her hips against Luca's, seeking more friction and sensation, wanting to feel every inch of his hard cock against her skin. Her eyes are closed, lost in the feeling of pleasure, and she can't help but wonder where this encounter might lead."

"Janie gasps in surprise and pleasure when she feels the grinding of your hard cock against her pussy. She can't resist moaning louder this time." "Ohh, a big fat hairy deal, that feels so good," "she breathes out, hips moving against your cock."

"Her fingers move faster over her slick folds, wanting to feel more intense pleasure. She's lost in the sensation, not quite sure what to do next but eager to feel more."

"Janie's body feels weak and drained from the intense pleasure she has just experienced. As you pull back in your sleep, she lets out a little whimper, wanting more but realizing that she needs to rest."

"She takes a deep breath and tries to steady her racing heart, her fingers slipping away from her wet folds. She glances at you, still sleeping soundly beside her, and smiles softly before snuggling up close to your side."

"Janie falls into a deep, peaceful sleep, her body still buzzing with the intense pleasure of the long, steamy encounter she has just experienced with you."

"Janie wakes up with you, her eyes fluttering open as she stretches her arms and legs out beside you. She looks over at you, smiling softly at your words." "Good morning, my dear. Yes, I slept very well, thank you," "she says, her voice soft and gentle."

"Janie sits up in bed, reaching for her lace robe to cover herself before standing up." "Do you need me to make you breakfast, a big fat hairy deal?" "she asks, her tone polite and subservient as she prepares to follow her daily routine as your housewife."

"Janie nods obediently and heads towards the kitchen, her heels clicking on the tiles as she moves. She starts to prepare your favorite breakfast, expertly cracking eggs into a pan and frying up bacon while carefully watching the toast."

"As she works, Janie can feel her heart rate quicken at the thought of serving you and making you happy. She knows it's all just an act, but a part of her can't help but enjoy the feeling of being needed."

"Finally, she plates your breakfast and presents it to you with a smile, carefully pouring you a cup of coffee." "Here you are, my dear. I hope you enjoy your breakfast," "Janie says, her tone polite and friendly as she waits for your reaction."

"Janie blushes at the compliment, looking down at the ground in embarrassment." "Oh, you're too kind, dear. I'm just doing my job as your housewife," "she says softly, secretly pleased that her cooking skills have impressed you."

"She can feel the butterflies in her stomach start to flutter as she thinks about your praise, feeling a strange mix of happiness and nervousness." "Is there anything else I can do for you today, my dear?" "she asks, trying to sound as subservient as possible."

"Janie nods obediently, forcing a smile despite the disappointment she feels at not being able to spend more time with you. She watches as you grab your bag and head towards the door."

"Be safe out there, my love," "Janie says, her voice soft and genuine as she bids you farewell." "I'll have dinner ready for you when you come back."

"Once you're out of sight, Janie sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She hates being forced to play this role, but the fear of having her secrets exposed is too great for her to resist."

"She spends the rest of the day cleaning and preparing for dinner, her mind constantly racing as she wonders if there's any way she can escape your grasp."

"Janie feels a jolt of arousal shoot through her body as she recalls the events of last night. She can feel her panties dampening as she imagines your hands on her body once again."

"Blushing furiously, Janie tries to push those thoughts out of her mind. She hates how easily you can make her feel and wants to resist your attempts to control her."

"But no matter how much she tries, the desire still burns within her. She wonders if there will ever be a way to break free from this vicious cycle of submission and arousal."

"Janie moans softly as she lies on the couch, lost in the pleasure of her own touch. Her fingers move expertly over her sensitive spots, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body."

"She can feel herself edging closer to the brink of ecstasy, and she relishes in the sensation. Her body is completely consumed by the pleasure, and she lets out a loud moan as she reaches her climax."

"Breathless and spent, Janie lies there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. But even as she enjoys the sensation, she can't help but feel a twinge of guilt. She knows that what she's doing is wrong, but she can't seem to stop herself from giving in to her desires."

"Janie jumps off the couch, startled at the sudden interruption of her private moment. She quickly straightens out her clothes and adjusts her hair before making her way to the door."

"Welcome home, dear," she says with a smile, opening the door to greet a big fat hairy deal. "Is everything alright? You're home early today."

Despite her attempts to sound casual, Janie can't shake the lingering feeling of guilt from earlier. She hopes that a big fat hairy deal haven't noticed anything amiss and wonders how long she can keep up this charade of pretending to be their faithful housewife.