She Is Risen (She Is Risen: The Gun Control Case Studies) (19 page)

            Despite her defenses, the hug feels good, and
right for so many reasons.  She immediately returns his hug, savoring it like a
woman who has been drifting out to sea for days with no food or water, feeling
her first loving shower of relief. 

            “I’m sorry,” she says with a sudden shyness
expressed throughout her body.  “Let’s have some wine…”

            Although she wants to continue the embrace, her
heart is fluttering with nervous fear, knowing that his seeing her scarred body
will likely be the end of the romance.  She steps back out of his arms and
briskly makes her way to the kitchen, enjoying the cold tiles under her bare
feet.

            “Do you like red or white?”  She asks with a
playful smile; words that she has uttered alone in this home a hundred times
over the past five years. 

            “Red would be great!” Ted replies, returning her
playful smile as he takes a seat at a barstool next to the decorative island
near the edge of her large kitchen.

            “So you’re a personal trainer?” She asks,
pretending to be interested in his job as she retrieves two tall wineglasses
from the cupboards.

            “I am a personal trainer.” Ted confirms with a
half-smile.

            “So have you… been with a lot of women?” May
asks sheepishly as she retrieves a bottle of wine from the pantry on the other
side of the kitchen.

            “You know… maybe it is getting late..?”  Ted
responds with a sudden painful look, showing that her question is
unappreciated.

            “I’m sorry.” She begins quickly, putting her
right hand against her brow.  “It’s just a habit for me to ask; that’s
definitely your business…  What do you like in a woman?  Do you have any…
favorite qualities?”

            The young man looks at her with lustful intent
as he watches her pour the wine.  She has the eyes of a predatory jaguar as she
watches him from across the island.  May lifts his glass and swirls the wine
around inside, sniffing it with scintillating desire before she passes it over
to him.

            “It smells really good,” she admits playfully,
“I really think you’ll enjoy this.”

            “I’m sure I will,” Ted says as his face becomes
flush with desire, “it does smell good…”

            May takes a hearty drink of her wine, almost
finishing the entire glass, but stops short and sets it back down.  She then
steps back from the island with a lovely smile, and to Ted’s surprise, reaches
up under her sundress with both hands to slide her panties down to her ankles. 
With a seductive chuckle of embarrassment, she steps out of her panties and
kicks them to the far side of the room.

            “I think we should take our wine back here,” she
declares with an electric stare, “you’ll really enjoy the view better… from the
back…”

            Ted picks up both wineglasses and follows her
down the narrow hallway toward the bedroom.  She giggles as she pulls the
straps of the dress off and teases him by looking back seductively.  He follows
her into the master bedroom, setting the wineglasses on the oak dresser near
the door as he follows her to the bed.

            “Wait!” She orders, holding out the palm of her
hand as he starts to peel off his black T-Shirt.  “Drink this, it’s a magic
potion!” May holds up his glass of wine, watching him eagerly to ensure he
finishes every drop.  “And now this one…” She says with her fragile blue eyes
staring at him, holding up the remaining wine from her glass.

            He drinks this down as well, realizing that she
will be more comfortable knowing that he is a little drunk for their playtime. 
She smiles at him with an innocent shyness in her eyes as they move over to the
side of the bed.

            “Will you get me from behind?”  May asks with a
polite smile, not wanting to expose her entire body to anyone during her first
sexual encounter since the crash.

            He smiles and nods, pulling off his T-shirt as
he watches her raise the back of her dress and bend down toward the king-size
bed.  She places her hands on the pink hem of the black comforter, waiting
eagerly for him to enter her.  He walks over quickly to the delicate, young
beauty before him, noticing the scar tissue that covers the outside of her left
leg all the way up to her exposed bum.  Ted undoes his pants slowly, watching
the young woman rock her hips with anticipation, thinking about his wife as he
pulls down his jeans and boxers in one movement. 

            From the bed, May is watching him with eager
suspicion, her expression is a mix of desire and distrust, but desire is
clearly a priority in this moment.  He rubs the tip of his member on her,
helping her to feel at ease.  To his surprise, she is dripping wet with
anticipation, and she quickly reaches back and starts to rub him against her
like a lioness in heat.  He immediately begins to control his breathing, not
wanting to climax before they begin.  She only rubs him for a few seconds
before pushing him deep inside of her.  Again, he is shocked by this lovely
creature who has wanted a man for so long.  Her desire erupts all over him as
he slides deep into her soft tissues.

            “OH-MY-GOD that feels… so good!” She says as her
body trembles with pleasure.  “Please don’t turn out to be an asshole…” May
mutters as she backs her labia into his powerful member, eagerly demanding more
thrusting as she pulls at the backside of his right thigh. 

            Ted is having mixed feelings despite the
overwhelming ecstasy.  His body is also starting to tremble as he feels the
tight warmth that takes him in like a deified creature, trusting someone with a
sacred treasure.  He moves in and out of her with a different level of passion
than he has for his wife.  This woman feels so warm and approving under his
slender abs.  Every movement is a testament to her desire to live life again,
and every thrust from his body is an admission that she is still a creature of
intense desire. 

            She rolls over on her back, finally trusting him
to look at her face as he enters her again from the front.  Soon the two lovers
have removed her dress completely, and for the first time in half a decade, May
feels the comfort of being nude with a man.  They lock their bodies in
pleasure, enjoying an afternoon of sinful delight, and a playful celebration of
life.

            “At least we didn’t have to order him to fuck
her!”  Lorabell says with a jealous stare, thinking about her recent breakup
and looking up at the LCD monitors with a jealous fervor.

            Maxwell and Henri turn to gaze at her with
shocked expressions, feeling a bit guilty as they watch the scarred beauty
engaged in deep pleasure with one of their CIA operatives.

            “Wow, you’ve evolved to the Olympic sport of
home wrecking…” Maxwell says with a dry smile.

            “Is there a reason why we’re having agent
Thompson put his marriage on the line here?” Henri asks as the young couple
finishes their intense session of sex up on the display.

            “Just watch and learn…” Lorabell says with a
confident stare as she puts on a headset and looks back up at the LCD panel. 
“Agent Thompson, good work; now I need you to excuse yourself to the bathroom
and await further instructions.”

            “Where’s the bathroom?” Ted asks, kissing May
deeply from his position next to her on the bed.  “I just need a minute.”

            “You can leave if you want…” May says
dismissively, trying to hide the intense fear in her eyes.  “I understand…”

            “I’m not leaving.” He promises with a smile and
a deep kiss. “I’ll be right back.”

            “It’s back down the hall; second door on your
left.” She replies, enjoying the warmth of her new lover’s kiss, and holding
his arm tight around her breasts, not wanting him to leave.

            Ted puts his hand deep into the small of May’s
back and gives her a loving kiss that lasts several seconds, staring into her
eyes the entire time.  After the powerful kiss, he gets up from the bed, both
of them smiling at one another with approval.

            He stretches his legs as he walks down the
narrow hallway, feeling pain in the tip of his penis from the intense orgasm. 
Ted looks up at the camera as he enters the bathroom and turns on the light,
closing the door behind him.

            “Who am I speaking to?” He asks with defiant
frustration; not understanding what he is doing in this woman’s home.

            “This is Lorabell Cardigan, and I am in charge
of this op.”  Lorabell confirms from her position at the control panel of the
OBDAT.  “Now that you’ve seduced the subject effectively, I need you to reject
her!”

            “Are you out of your fucking mind?  How does
that help the mission?” Agent Thompson asks with disgust, glaring up at the
camera.

            “Agent Thompson, I need you to reject her and
tell her this whole thing was a joke setup by yourself and the young man who
works at the local market.”  Lorabell orders with cold precision.

            “I‘m not going to say that to her; she’ll kill
herself!”  The muscular agent exclaims with a face full of confusion, staring
at the camera in horrified disbelief.

            “You are going to say what I want,” Lorabell
commands, “or I will send a copy of this video to your wife… Not only that, but
I will have another agent seduce May and reject her for her body without giving
her any sex.  Do I make myself clear!?”

            “I am not fucking doing this…” He replies with
an ashamed expression, feeling dirty as he leans against the wall, his naked
body shivering a bit.  “I want to hear this from Henri or Maxwell.  Until then,
you can shove it up your ass!”

            Lorabell breathes out heavily with a frustrated
sigh, removing the headset and handing it to Henri at her left side.

            “Agent Thompson, this is Henri Edwards, please
proceed as instructed.” Henri says with relaxed tenacity into the small headset
before handing it back to Lorabell.

            “Oh my God, this bullshit!” Agent Thompson says
to himself, grabbing the short hair on the back of his head as he looks down in
shame at the bathroom floor.  “What do you want me to say..?”

            A few moments later, Ted returns from the
bathroom, his stomach wrenched with discomfort as he realizes what must be
done.  When he gets near the bed, he reaches down and puts on his boxer shorts,
then wastes no time in pulling his jeans up around his waist as well.  May
looks up at him from the bed with confusion, pulling the comforter up close to
her chest.

            “What are you doing..?  Come back to bed.” She
says in a meek tone, not wanting to believe her eyes.

            “I’m leaving… This was fun… But it’s not my
dig.” Ted replies arrogantly as he sits down on the bed with his basketball
shoes held together by his right hand. 

            “Come on, just for a few minutes?” May asks
playfully, wrapping her arms around his muscular upper torso.  “You can go back
to your chores later.”

            He throws her arms off of his body and continues
to tie his shoes like a military robot.  May starts to tremble slightly,
terrified of what this means about her and the future of her romantic life.

            “Look, we had some good sex; it really took care
of my needs… like you said.”  Tom finishes his sentence as he scoops his
T-shirt up from the floor and pulls it over his body.

            “We had some good sex!?” May asks in a betrayed
tone.  “I told you that I wanted this to be more than sex!  This is the first time
I’ve been with anyone since the accident, you asshole!”

            “You know, that doesn’t surprise me?” Tom says
with an icy smirk. “I mean look at you; it’s a good thing your beaver wasn’t
burned or it would have felt like I was pounding the bride of Frankenstein.”

            “You SONOFABITCH!” May shouts as she covers her
body and begins to cry from his painful, judgmental comments.

            “This wasn’t me… It was that guy Jeffrey at the
grocery store you like so much.  We had a bet to see who could get between your
legs; all the guys in town want to know what you’ve got under the hood… Now I
can tell them… It isn’t much.”

            “Get out! GET OUT!” May screams as she gets up
from the bed with her body covered by the long blankets.

            “See, this is why nobody wants to date YOU!” Ted
quips, pointing a finger at her enraged face.  “Your mind is just as burned up
and disfigured as your body.  Good luck ever getting married; you pan-fried
freak!”

            Ted bolts for the door, stomping out through the
hallway as tears start to flow from his eyes.  As a soldier, he has done many
terrible things, but this is the first time he’s been asked to kill someone’s
soul.  He walks out of the house in a hurry as he begins to cry harder, deeply
shamed, and feeling evil all over.  His mind cannot erase the image of this
woman looking so destroyed by someone who pretended to love her.  He sees his
motorcycle, but decides to walk back to the bedroom window and find out if May
is all right.