The Wasp Makes A Pass At The Invisible Woman

"Girl's night!" Janet said over the phone. "Come on, Sue! It's been forever. You can take one night off with me, can't you? Just tell Reed not to wait up."

"I don't know, Jan," Sue said. "I mean, I'm sort of past the age when I want to go clubbing. Plus, it's a school night..."

"So we don't go clubbing! Just come over to my place. Totally casual. We'll paint each other's toe nails and watch terrible movies. Nothing harder than wine."

Sue hesitated. She did like terrible movies. It was one of her secret weaknesses. The Invisible Woman bit her lip. It would give her a cover for the evening. She could spend a couple hours with Jan, then bounce and meet up with Porkum for some sexy times. The thought of that thick cock reaming her out decided it for Sue.

"Alright, you're on," Sue said.

That is how Sue found herself in the Wasp's living room as GALAXY OF TERROR rolled on the massive high-definition screen. It was a big, comfy leather couch, and more than one cow had given their lives for that piece of upholstery. Yet Janet sat right next to Sue, in the middle. The two grown women were dressed in comfy pajamas and socks, though Sue noticed that Jan had put on a touch of makeup and some intoxicating little scent.

The wine was champagne, a very respectable grand cru, which tasted a little of yeast and the little bubbles tickled Sue's nose. In place of popcorn, Janet had laid out a plate of oysters on the half shell, strawberries with fresh cream, and small high-end individually wrapped chocolates.

Jan had greeted Sue with a hug. They got comfy, settled in the middle of the big couch with a duvet over their legs. They watched and laughed and riffed on the film. The laughter died a little as they got to the scene where the clear tube went between the female astronaut's legs, the alien's embryos sliding down to impregnate her.

The Wasp yawned silently. Stretched her arms up—and one came down across Sue's shoulder. The Invisible Woman smiled at that, but didn't immediately move the hand. Maybe it was the ****. She could feel a pleasant buzz, a light-headedness. Sue had been thinking of Porkum all night, and she felt restless and a little turned on.

Then Jan's hand moved up to her neck. Just a little touch. Skin on skin. The Wasp's hand was so warm...but Sue knew that was too far.

"Careful there, Jan," Sue whispered. "Three drinks and you get handsy."

Jan's nose twitched. Her fingers lightly stroked Sue's neck.

"Only with you," she whispered back, her tone deathly serious.

Sue tried to laugh it off, but her shrug didn't dislodge Jan's hand.

"I bet you use that line on all the women you seduce," Sue said.

"Only you."

The Invisible Woman blinked. She turned her head away from the film, and saw Jan was looking at her intently.

"Jan, that's not funny," Sue said.

"I'm not joking, Sue," Jan said. The Wasp half turned, and her left hand touched the hem of Sue's pajama-shirt. "Don't tell me you've never been curious what it's like? With another woman?"

Sue swallowed. Unable to believe she was having this conversation.

"Jan—I'm straight," then she added, almost as an afterthought. "And married."

"So? Reed won't know," Jan said. Her fingertips slipped beneath Sue's shirt, to touch the skin just above her waistband. "And how do you know you're straight, until you give it a shot?"

Sue's brow furrowed. This was wrong. Janet had to be possessed or something. Worse, she was already touching Sue. Unless the Invisible Woman wanted to hurt her friend, there was no easy way to avoid being shocked if Jan got violent.

"Jan, we're just friends. Don't make this something that it isn't. Let's just finish watching the movie, okay?"

The Invisible Woman braced herself. If Jan was under someone else's influence—

But no. The petite woman moved her hands away from Sue, and even scooched a few inches away from her on the couch, so that there was at least half of foot of space between them.

"Fine," Jan said.

The rest of the movie was tense silence. Sue Storm felt bad. She had hurt Jan by her rejection. Yet what was she supposed to do? Just let Jan feel her up? What if Jan had tried to kiss her? Or wanted things to go further?

Sue sighed. Obviously, Jan was a little drunker than she thought. Horny, too. Probably Hank was ignoring her again. The Invisible Woman had never been able to really understand their relationship, even when they were married. Now...Sue took a deep breath and sighed again. Better to see if she could salvage this. Part as friends. Talk to Jan when she was sober.

The credits rolled. Sue stood up, but Jan held up the control.

"Wait. Just a minute. Please. There's something else you need to see."

Which is when the recording played on screen. Sue Storm's eyes widened as she saw Porkum's cock slide in and out of her splayed cunt. The recording hadn't started at the beginning, it was in the middle. As if Jan had it paused on another channel.

"You see, Sue," Jan said as Sue's own moans echoed back to her through the speakers. "I saw this recording...and it got me so hot I couldn't stop watching it. I watched it over, and over, and over...touching myself. Fucking myself as I saw her take that huge motherfucking hog in her slutty little pussy..."

An instant later, Janet was behind her. Hands pushed up and under Sue's shirt and bra, to grasp her breasts. The movement was so sudden Sue suspected that Jan had actually shrunk and embiggened herself. The Wasp's fingers found Sue's nipples, which began to swiftly swell.

"...and I decided I had to fuck her. No matter who she was. So what do you say, sexy? You want to have some fun?"