Page 86 of The Friend Zone

The woman’s hands are resting on her parted knees and I have a full view of her bare, totally shaved pussy.

The only thing she’s wearing is a pair of red high-heeled platform shoes.

Did they hire a hooker?

“Jagger, meet Rosie.” Travis chuckles. “She’s a regular here at the Gamma house and loves to help us on initiation nights. As it is, a few brothers handed her their v-cards. Isn’t it, Rosie?”

The woman doesn’t respond, but I think Travis’s question was rhetorical and he doesn’t really wait for an answer.

“Your task tonight is to fuck Rosie,” Travis informs me. “You have ten minutes to complete your task and you have to come. If you don’t do it, or take too long, it’s a fail.”

Nerves get ahold of me and I wipe my suddenly sweaty hands over my boxer briefs. I stare at Rosie, who hasn’t batted an eyelid since Travis introduced us.

“Are you ready, Jagger? I’m going to start the timer. We don’t have all night.”

I nod on autopilot. I don’t like this. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no saint. I love hookups like the next guy, but usually there’s some flirting, a little banter to let the attraction build. This feels different. Forced, almost transactional.

I don’t know that I can just fuck on command. I look at Rosie, hoping for a smile, a wink, something.

I get nothing. The naked woman isn’t moving a muscle, just like me.

Travis’s smile curls into a mocking smile. “What’s wrong, dude? Are you a virgin? Like I said, Rosie will be more than happy to help you with that.”

My tongue feels glued to the roof of my mouth, but I eventually manage to utter a denial. “I’m no virgin. I’m just—huh, give me a second, Trav.”

Why does this feel wrong? What does it matter if Rosie is here because she enjoys fucking strangers on a basement table or because they paid her? She’s obviously consenting, right?

I close my eyes, swallowing the thick lump that’s constricting my throat all of a sudden.

Fuck, my mom would be horrified if she knew what I’m about to do.

I run a shaky hand through my hair, stifling the groan that’s about to escape from my lips. Why the fuck did I think about my mom? Now, any chance of even getting a boner is nonexistent.

This isn’t any different from any other hookup, right? The fact that I didn’t have to pursue Rosie to convince her to sleep with me doesn’t matter. And it’s not like my mom or Nana would approve of my hookups, either.

Fucking great. Now I’m thinking about my nana too and my dick is about to crawl back into my body.

A sheen of cold sweat is covering my entire body as seconds tick inexorably under Travis’s scrutinizing gaze.

I need to get out of my own fucking head. Jeez, compared to some of the opponents I’ve faced on the ice, Rosie shouldn’t be that scary.

“Jagger?” Travis arches one eyebrow in my direction.

My feet carry me a couple of steps away from the table. There’s no way out of this. Connellys always finish what they started. That’s my family motto and my father and his father before me aced their initiation before hazing was outlawed.

“Hey Rosie, nice to meet?—”

I stand in front of the naked woman like a fish out of water, with my hand stretched out in front of me. She still doesn’t move and the longer my hand is out there in a formal offering, the more ridiculous I look.

“Rosie, how do you want to do this—what the fuck?” I yelp when my hand lands on Rosie’s naked shoulder and I realize the truth.

“Ha ha.” Travis is laughing so hard that tears are coming out of his eyes.

I can’t help the scowl that forms on my face as I glare at the frat president. “Is she made of fucking silicon?”

Travis stops laughing long enough to boast about the sex doll sitting on the table. “She’s made of the highest grade of silicon. She’s a real life doll. The past president bought it my sophomore year with some of the alumni’s donations. Like I said, Rosie has been an important asset to our initiations and other special occasions. Once you’re a brother, you’re going to be allowed in here any time. Rosie is always going to be at your service, should you need her. She usually goes to sleep in that trunk over there. Horny brothers love to use her.”

“Gee, thanks.” I snort.

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