Jane Wakes Up

Author's Notes:

Here is a quick story, just to see if I can write without running off at the fingers. I was aiming for 750 words but couldn't manage that. At least it should all fit on a single web page. (I tip my hat to the authors who can tell a complete tale in 750 words or less.)

There is minimal or no character development. In fact, most of the players are not even named.

Rather than trying to summarize an already brief story, I encourage you to read the story.

I also want to thank the readers who take the time and effort to comment on my stories and writing. I do read every comment. Constructive suggestions are especially valuable, especially when you separate comments about the story line from my writing skills (or lack thereof). Please keep the comments coming.

Disclaimers: This is an original work and any sex in this story, depicted or implied, is strictly between adults.

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Jane woke slowly in the dark with the warm, relaxed feeling she usually had after good sex. Oh yes, she was aware she had recently had sex. The stickiness between her legs and the minor soreness in her vagina proved that. Dick, her husband, must have been more enthusiastic than usual.

Even in her semi-conscious state, Jane could feel the warmth of her partner beside her in the bed. She rolled toward Dick with the intent of having him take her again. Imagine her shock when the cock she encountered felt much larger than Dick's respectable cock.

The cock in her hand stirred a little but the man beside her didn't rouse.

In shock, Jane withdrew her hand and rolled away from the sleeping stranger.

Jane was now fully awake, her heart pounding, and her body trembling with adrenalin being pumped into her veins. She became hyper aware of her surroundings. Obviously, a hotel room, but not her room.

"Where am I?" She asked herself. "Who is this man I'm in bed with? What have I done?" She was intensely aware of the answer to her last question.

The panic she was feeling allowed her to slide out of bed without disturbing the man sleeping beside her.

Jane gathered her clothes and silently stole into the bathroom to dress. On the way, she stooped to pull the man's billfold from his discarded slacks.

In the bathroom, Jane tried to remember the previous evening.

She and three of her colleagues were here on a sales call. The meetings had gone well, and the sale had been closed. They had dinner to celebrate the successful conclusion which would result in handsome bonuses for all four. Dinner was good and they had retired to the lounge for a drink or two.

Jane remembered dancing with a handsome man, but he wasn't the man in bed in the other room. They had all taken turns dancing, to make sure the table and their drinks were never left unattended. Jane remembered the second drink seemed to hit her harder than she expected. She had turned down her colleague, Alice's offer to see her to her room and left for the elevator a little unsteady. She had a vague memory of a man getting on the elevator with her. Maybe, the same man out there in the bed.

Once dressed in the bathroom, Jane removed and photographed the driver's license from the man's billfold. According to his driver's license, his name was Jack Pearson. Neither his name nor appearance were familiar to her.

Jane thought about pulling the cash out of Jack's billfold to punish him but realized tearfully if she took it she would have transformed herself from a cheating wife to a prostitute.

Jack stirred but did not wake as Jane came out of the bathroom. She dropped his billfold and fled the room. She ran, bare footed, holding her shoes to the elevator, tears streaming down her face.

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Once back in her room, Jane showered, scrubbing her vagina vigorously, trying to wash not only any residual cum away but also the shame she felt.

While scrubbing, Jane considered her situation for the first time since she woke,

-- She and Dick had decided they were ready to start their family and Jane had quit taking her birth control pills.

-- The trip had come up suddenly and she was probably ovulating.

-- She'd just had unprotected sex with a man she didn't know anything about.

-- She could be pregnant, she could have picked up a disease, or both.

-- Before they married, she and Dick had discussed infidelity and agreed there was no possible excuse.

She collapsed in despair.

Picking herself out of the shower floor, she dried and fell into bed. Sleep would not come. She had not finished berating herself for her weakness.

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Six-thirty rolled around.

Jane had to meet her team for breakfast downstairs before the final meeting with the client and then home to face Dick.

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It was going to be a bright, sunny day. Jane's colleagues were still in a cheerful mood, laughing and joking over breakfast. She couldn't bring herself to join in. Her world was as dark as her thoughts.

After breakfast as they headed back to their rooms to pack, Alice, Jane's closest work friend pulled Jane aside. "What's up with you this morning? You seem terribly upset."

"I had sex with a stranger last night." Jane confided. It just spilled out unintended, restarting the flow of tears.

"I can't believe you'd do that!" Alice replied in shock.

"I can't believe it either. But I woke up in bed with this guy I've never seen before." Jane croaked.

"When you left the lounge, you were a little unsteady, but you were alone. Where did you meet him?" Alice asked, concerned.

"I don't know. The last thing I remember is getting in the elevator. I'm still trying to piece the rest of it together. I don't even remember the sex."

"Are you sure you actually had sex? Could you just have fallen asleep in the wrong room?" Alice encouraged.

"Oh yeah! I'm sure! He left plenty of evidence behind."

"Oh." Alice paused thinking briefly then "OH! You had unprotected sex?"

"So, it would seem," a very red-faced Jane confessed.

"Not good! You could have picked up an STI!" a shocked Alice warned.

"I know. That is only part of the problem. I could be pregnant. Dick and I are trying to start a family, I've stopped taking the pill, and this week is my most fertile time." Sobbed Jane.

"Jane, this is just getting worse!" Alice said, pausing in obvious thought before continuing, "We need to get a 'morning after' pill for you. That should prevent your getting pregnant."

Jane nodded her understanding.

Alice continued, "Getting tested for an STI has to wait at least a couple of weeks. The worst infections may not show up for six months."

"Oh! That's going to throw a monkey wrench in our plan to get me pregnant immediately." Jane stated the obvious. "At least I don't have to make the decision of whether or not to tell Dick what I did."

"Look, we need to get you to a hospital. They may or may not be able to do something to help with any potential infections but at least they can test to see if you were drugged. I'll let the team know you're sick and that I'm taking you to the hospital. I won't share any details."

"Thanks!" Jane agreed.

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At the hospital, Jane was sent to a private exam room where she repeated what she could remember from the night before to a nurse and then to a doctor. They drew blood, took urine samples, and examined her.

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The exam room was cool and in the thin hospital gown, Jane was chilly. Jane lost all track of time as she lay on the narrow bed, studying the ceiling and contemplating her future. "Will Dick still love me? Can we get past this? What if I'm pregnant? What did I do to cause this?" and a hundred other questions kept running through her mind.

Jane was glad when Alice joined her. "I changed our flight reservations to later tonight. I sent a text to Dick letting him know we had to change flights and that I would give you a ride home so he doesn't have to meet the flight. Don't worry, I'll be staying with you. Would you rather I wait in here or out in the lobby?"

Jane was quick to say "In here, please. I need someone to distract me from the negative thoughts I'm having."

Alice had hardly settled onto the bedside chair when the doctor returned. "Do I need to step out?" she asked the doctor.

"Would you prefer your friend stayed?" The doctor asked Jane.

"I'd like her to stay."

"Good," said the doctor flipping a sheet on her clipboard. "We have confirmed you were drugged."

"How? We were so careful not to leave our drinks unattended." Alice interrupted.

"I can't answer that." The doctor responded to Alice. "Maybe you weren't as careful as you could have been, or the drink was doctored before it arrived at your table."

Turning back to Jane, the doctor continued, "There is no doubt you have had penetrative sex. We were able to collect enough genetic material that we should be able to do DNA testing. We have given you Levonorgestrel, commonly known as the 'morning after' contraceptive which should prevent pregnancy. Any questions so far?"

"No," Jane said, digesting what the doctor had said.

"We've done all the tests we can that give quick results, and they are all negative. You'll need to be tested periodically over the next year to make sure none of the slower developing diseases show up. We recommend you not have unprotected sex (without a condom) for the next year. Do you understand?"

Tears welled in Jane's eyes, and she choked out, "We were trying to start our family."

"I'm sure your husband will be willing to wait a year to be safe." The doctor sympathized.

"Now, what may be the hardest part. The police are here to interview you when we're through."

"Why?" Jane asked.

"Legally speaking, you were raped." The doctor explained. "You were drugged and could not give your consent. We are required to report all cases of rape to the police, and they are required to interview you. You are not required to file charges but let me encourage you to do so. Rape is a serious crime and not one the victim should feel ashamed of reporting. Do you have any questions, or can I send the policewoman in?"

"I guess I'm ready." Jane said looking at Alice.

Before the policewoman arrived, Alice said. "I know it will be tough but telling your story and filing charges may go a long way to help convince Dick you were raped and not cheating."

For the first time, Jane felt a ray of sunshine.

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The interview with the policewoman started with Jane recounting the events of the previous night.

When Jane finished the officer asked, "So you didn't know the man you woke up in bed with?"

"No, I don't remember ever seeing him before."

"Even with the DNA sample, without his name, we are probably not going to be able to identify and prosecute him." The officer pointed out. "Can you describe him and would you sit down with an artist to come up with his likeness?"

"Wait, I almost forgot. I took a picture of his driver's license."

The officer brightened "That is incredible good luck. If the DNA sample matches, we should be able to get a conviction."

Jane smiled as she handed her phone to the officer who forwarded the image to her own phone.

Returning the phone, the officer finished her notes before asking, "Will you be willing to testify about what happened?"

Jane looked to Alice for support before nodding and saying, "yes. I will be glad to testify. Do you have any suggestion about how I tell my husband?"

"Tell him the truth, be up front, don't try to hide anything. Everything will come out if there is a trial. We will send you a copy of the report by registered mail in the next week to ten days. If he has any doubt, that may help convince him you are the victim."

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On the flight home, Jane and Alice discussed how Dick would react to her story.

Alice assured Jane she believed Dick would be completely supportive and encouraged her to report her experiences exactly as she had to the police.

Even though she was not as positive as Alice seemed to be, Jane agreed there really was no other way forward.

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Alice walked Jane to the door but refused the offer to come in.

"You and Dick have some things to talk about. Call me tomorrow if there is anything I can do to help." Said Alice before turning and leaving.

"What is it we need to talk about?" asked Dick, coming up behind Jane and encircling her in a bear hug. "I've missed you!"

Jane squirmed out of the hug and turned to Dick but couldn't meet his eyes. "Something happened while I was gone."

Dick loosened his grip on Jane so he could study her face. The thought she was going to tell him she'd cheated on him flashed through his mind but before he could react, she continued.

"I was drugged and raped." She said in a small voice before glancing up at Dick's face, trying to read his reaction. She couldn't recognize what she saw on his face. The tears she had been trying to control escaped and her breathing became sobs. Had he not been holding her, Jane realized she would have collapsed onto the floor.

Dick continued to hold her with one arm but with his other hand, he caressed her cheek, brushing her hair off her tear wet face.

Dick held her for what seemed to Jane an eternity before guiding her to the sofa. He sat beside her, holding her, comforting her. Her tears wet his shirt. He didn't say a word, just held her.

Finally Jane managed to calm herself, stop crying, and get her breathing under control.

Before releasing her, Dick said, "I'm going to get us a drink and I want you to tell me all about it, if you can."

While Dick poured her favorite scotch into a glass, Jane tried to organize her thoughts.

Jane watched Dick's expression while she recounted her experiences starting in the lounge and culminating with the police interview.

When she finished the story, she practically wailed, "Dick, I'm so sorry."

"You have nothing to feel bad about Jane. You did nothing wrong. I'm SO glad you weren't hurt." Dick comforted. "But I have one question."

"Anything," Jane replied, a measure of fear returning.

"Who?" It was a simple question and Dick paused.

"His name is Jack Pearson according to his driver's license."

"Send me a copy of his driver's license." Dick demanded, continuing to himself, "I'll kill him."

They fell asleep on the couch, in each other's arms.

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A year later.

Jane and Dick had worked through the few intimacy issues resulting from Jane's rape; she was cleared to once again have unprotected sex; and she and Dick were, in fact, again working on starting their family.

Jane received the summons letting her know when and where she was to testify.

Neither of them mentioned their concern that retelling the events might open freshly healed wounds.

Dick took time off to accompany and support Jane.

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Before the judge entered, Jack Pearson sat beside his attorney, nervously looking around the courtroom as if searching for someone. When Jane and Dick entered, he seemed to focus on Jane. His attorney whispered to him, "Stop looking at her, if the judge or jury notices you staring at her, they may think you're obsessed with her and that will support her the prosecution's case."

The admonition did little good. Every time Jack looked at Jane, Dick was looking at him. Dick's glare never wavered and if it was possible for a look to kill, Jack knew he was a dead man.

After opening arguments, the police officer who interviewed Jane and the medical witnesses were called. Jane was to be the next witness when the judge recessed for lunch.

After the lunch break, Jane was called to the witness stand.

As Jane rose from her seat, Jack stood and said "I want to change my plea to guilty."

The judge tapped his pencil to regain order as Jack's lawyer pulled his client down. "Your honor, may I have a minute to confer with my client?"

"Take fifteen minutes. You can use the conference room next door. And explain to him what mandatory sentencing means." The judge replied.

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Once the judge had reestablished relative quiet, he asked Jack, "Have you discussed with your lawyer the impact of changing your plea to guilty?"

"I have, your honor."

"To make sure you understand, please tell me what you expect to happen if I allow you to change your plea."

Jack responded, looking down, "I will be sentenced to a minimum of 15 years in prison with no expectation of probation. The maximum sentence could be life."

"Why do you want to change your plea at this time?"

"I've had time to think about what I did. Seeing her this morning, I was overcome with guilt. I drugged her and had sex with her while she was not conscious."

Glancing at Jack's lawyer, the judge asked, "Do you have any argument to present before I accept this change of plea?"

Standing, Jack's lawyer replied, "No, your honor."

"Does the prosecution have any objection?" The judge asked the prosecutor.

"No, your honor."

"In that case, plea accepted. Sentencing is scheduled for the tenth of next month."

The judge's hammer fell, and Jane's ordeal was over.

Before Jack was led away, he yelled across the courtroom, "Tell your husband I'm sorry I raped you and to please leave my family alone."

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As they left the courtroom, Dick was approached by the officer who had taken Jane's statement at the hospital. "What do you suppose he meant about leaving his family alone?"

"I really have no idea. Perhaps he is afraid I'll do something to his family to get even with what he did to mine."

"Yeah, I guess that could make sense." The officer said.

She turned away and turned back to continue, "You haven't been in touch with him or threatened his family in any way, have you?"

"No, when Jane first told me, I was mad enough to kill him. Now, I'm glad I didn't know who he was or how to find him. This is a much better solution than my spending time in prison for killing him."

"You know I'll check the visitors' log to make sure you never visited him." She said.

"You won't find me or anyone I know on the log." I replied.

Her gaze followed Dick and Jane as they walked away.

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Driving home from the airport, Jane asked me, "Why did you tell the officer you didn't know who he was or how to find him. I sent you the picture of his driver's license."

"Well, admitting that might have generated other questions that would have been more difficult to answer." I responded.

"What have you done?" Jane asked.

"Do you really want to know? If I tell you, you can't un-know it."

"Yes." I could hear the concern in her voice.

"I looked him up on Facebook, found his brother, and we had a little chat."

"Go on," she prompted.

"I told him to tell his brother to let Jack know if he didn't go to prison, I would find him, take him somewhere secluded, and spend a week skinning him alive. I assured his brother I had friends who would do something similar to him if he said anything to anyone about our conversation."

Jane reached across the console to hug my arm.

"Would you have really done that for me if he had been released?" Jane asked smiling.

"Thank heaven, we'll never know." I responded with a smile.