After Jason fired you from his house, he saw your sweater on the living room couch, grabbed it and smelled it, that was enough for a bulge to form in his crotch.

Jason started to nuzzle himself, sniffing at your sweater and moaning your name, but the sound of the front door opening snapped him out of his trance.

"Sorry, I forgot my-"

You were stunned when you saw Jason red as a tomato, with his hand in his pants and your sweater close to his face.