He pulled off his shirt and waded into the water with his trousers still on.
“Amber!”
A mass of bubble erupted to his left and he felt her hands grasp his left leg. He over balanced and toppled into the water.
She surfaced with bursting lungs and giggling delightedly.
“You are a fool! You knew I was teasing, yet you still came in. Why?”
Standing up to his chest in the water he looked down at her.
“Why do you think, you strumpet?”
“Then why did you leave your clothes on?”
He stood there wondering what the hell he thought he was doing. Then he felt her hands undoing his belt.
“What are you doing?”
“What you should have done,” she said, tugging his trousers down. They were wet and very uncooperative.
“Leave them, I’ll do it,” he said, wading back to the edge. Sitting in the shallows, he tugged off his wet trousers and underpants. Naked and self-conscious, he returned to the deeper water. He couldn’t remember when he last felt quite so nervous and vulnerable.
Amber, however, was neither, and took the initiative. She swam over to him and dived down between his legs, resurfacing behind him. He spun round as she wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him.
He was surprised at the depth of passion in her kiss. This was not the virginal kiss of an inexperienced sixteen year-old schoolgirl! She felt him become fully erect and loosened one hand, whist still kissing him. She took hold of him, enjoying the feeling of control she had in this simple act.
She broke off from the kiss and smiled at him.
“You do want me then, Major?”
Matthew couldn’t speak, as part of him was horrified at what was happening.
“Hey, relax. I really am a big girl and know what I’m doing. I bet you didn’t think about protection?”
“Huh?” he mumbled.
She laughed and slowly pulled him towards the reeds on the opposite bank. He followed. He had no choice, as she still had a very firm hold of his penis.
She parted the reeds and he saw a flattened area with a rug already laid out. She pulled him onto the rug and picked up a small box.
“Durex. Will twelve be enough?”
Before he could argue, she pushed him onto his back and tore open a condom packet, rolling it onto him rather too expertly for his liking.
She giggled.
“I’ve been practicing on my hockey stick handle. Just the condom bit, I promise.”
Within moments she was astride him and he penetrated her. She rocked back so he was fully inside her. Her eyes rolled to heaven and she squirmed deliciously on top of him.
“Mmmmmmm!” she said, sweeping her hair across his face and pulling his hands up to her breasts.
“Okay, now, fuck me, major, fuck me hard!”
It had been a long time since Matthew had made love to a woman. Nothing prepared him for the ferocity and passion of Amber. He felt completely consumed by the girl, at odds with the role he felt that the male should play in coitus.
He thought he might not be long, but she seemed to know exactly how to gauge him and teased him unmercifully. She experienced orgasms far in excess to any she shared with Gabriella, feeling she had come home.
When Matthew finally came inside her, she was riding a wave of orgasmic pleasure that she had never dreamed of. He shuddered and felt his seed explode from him, as she arched her back at the same time. He felt a warm gush of her juices flood his groin and he almost had an immediate second orgasm.
She kissed him tenderly and allowed him to slide out of her. She took off the condom and took his flaccid penis in her mouth.
He pulled her up so he could kiss her, and they lay entwined for many minutes.
“See, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” she asked.
Matthew said nothing. Guilt coursed through his whole being. She was just sixteen.
Her hand sought out his penis and, under her gentle touch, it soon started stirring again.
“Amber, no!”
She rolled on top of him and kissed him.
“Give me one reason why not.”
“You’re sixteen and I’m thirty three.”
“Not a reason, we’re both over the age of consent.”
“I’m supposed to be protecting you.”
“So, do it close up.”
“Amber!”
“I love you, Matthew, I want you again.”
“Amber!”
He looked into those eyes and knew that he was now a lost cause. He lost his heart and soul, willingly, to this nymph.
They made love again, slowly, gently and with such tenderness that she cried. It was a very different Matthew Rider who went to bed that night.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
They met each evening until the end of the fortnight. During the day, Amber acted as if nothing had happened and Matthew found it so hard. But in their special place, their souls soared together in a different realm. By the end, he forgot the guilt and lived only for their time together.
He drove her home. She sat with a smile on her face, one hand on his knee.
“So, what happens now?” she asked.
“Nothing. Life goes on.”
“Nothing?”
“Amber, you know that until you leave school, nothing is our only option.”
He felt cruel, but knew that the girl was testing what she already knew.
“When will I see you again?”
“I don’t know. I have things to do. Your next stage is being planned.”
“Next stage?”
“I think they’re going to start your training. The testing stage is over.”
She smiled. “Does that mean I’ll see more of you?”
“Perhaps. We’ll see.”
“That sounds rather like a grown up speaking to a child.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Am I child, Matthew?”
“You know you aren’t.”
“Am I the best you’ve ever had?”
He smiled. “Certainly in the last few years, yes.”
She grinned. “I won’t marry you, Matthew.”
“I wasn’t planning to ask you, squirt.”
“We understand each other, then?”
“I think so.”
She looked out of the window. “I’ll miss you,” she said, without looking at him.
“I’m missing you already.”
“My gift is more a curse, really, isn’t it?”
“Possibly, that depends on you.”
She was silent, mulling over what he said.
“Is it wrong?” she asked, at last.
“Is what wrong?”
“What we’ve done.”
“I thought so at first, but now, no, I don’t believe it is. Not entirely conventional, but then you are the most unconventional person I’ve ever met.”
“They’re afraid of me, aren’t they?”
“A little, yes. I think they’re more afraid of what you possess rather than you personally.”
“I’d give it up if I could, you know that?”
“I know, but with all gifts come responsibilities.”
“What do I do, Matthew?”
He looked at her and, for the first time in a while, he saw the young girl beneath.
“Be strong and do the right thing.”
“I could have never had my gift, but then I’d never have been Amber. So I think I’ll manage.”
He drove in silence, his thoughts spiralling back to those early days.
“Do you ever wonder what your life would have been like as Andrew?”
“Yes. But not for long. He doesn’t exist any more.”
“Could you change back?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to.”
“Do they know you can change?”
“Not yet. I need to keep some secrets.”
“Have you tried to change into anyone else?”
She grinned and closed her eyes. He glanced at the road and then back at her. To his surprise, her sister Charlie sat where Amber had a few moments before.