The Widow's Assignment

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Nick Fury set the folder in front of the Black Widow. She glanced up at him and took the folder. "This is a rescue mission." Nick said matter-of-factly. "The young man there has an affliction, a rather strange affliction."

The Widow glanced up at Nick, "The exploding kind it would seem. So you want me to put him down."

Nick shook his head, "His body contains an incredible amount of energy. Unfortunately our sources tell us it is an uncontrollable energy, for him. Which brings me to the oddity of the condition." Nick sighed and pulled out a chair to sit across from the Russian agent. "It would seem that this young man will explode if his sexual tension gets too high."

Widow snorted and looked down at the dossier in surprise. "You're serious? What am I supposed to do with that?"

Nick shrugged, "Bring him here so that Banner can figure out a way for him to control his explosive side."

"Why not just put him down? If he is so dangerous."

"If we jumped the gun on that we wouldn't be a very nice government would we? Besides we tried that with the Hulk, and you know how that turned out. It shouldn't come to that though, you simply make sure he keeps 'relieved'" Fury stood up and moved to the door, "Your plane leaves in five minutes."

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Jake Kenson ran down the street, the rain pouring down upon him. He couldn't believe it happened again. He tried to avoid it at all costs, but with the school tour around Europe he hadn't had time to be alone enough to take care of things. This time it had been an entire city block in Paris. He just burst and that light swirled around him, the next thing he knew there was nothing but rubble and screams.

He ran, like he always did. He didn't want to get caught, especially in Europe. He'd be detroyed in prison, and besides it would only happen there too. The only thing that seemed to help was masturbating, or sex was the best. He found himself relieved after he took care of that need. But if he went too long that pressure inside of him would build again, then it would be like a clock had started counting down.

He rounded a corner and slumped against a brick wall. His tour group had been vaporized in his latest outburst. Now he was broke and lost in France and he didn't know what to do. Hell he didn't even know who he could call. His parents had been his first victims, he was alone.

He closed his eyes and sighed. Maybe he should just curl up and die. It would save lives in the long run, he was dangerous.

"Shit what do I do?" He said to himself.
 
Natasha, best known as the Black Widow stepped off the plane and headed for the car waiting on her. She slipped inside as her bags were placed in the truck and the driver slipped inside to take her to the hotel. On the ride to the hotel she looked over the file in her lap. All the information she could possibly want on Jake Kenson, like what he looks like, his ability and how to keep it under control until she got him back to Banner as Nick ordered. Pushing her long raven hair behind her ear she took a closer look at the images provided. Jake was a young man, though not overly handsome, he could possibly turn a head or two with the right attire and training.

Natasha’s green eyes glanced out of the window and for once wondered why she was put on a mission like this. She knew in reality what the reason was, but damn when did it start being her job to be the sexual objection to every person they came across? She was starting to feel like the whore of the group, the one they turned to when no one else wanted to get their hands dirty in the sexual bucket.

She sighed softly, glancing down at the last known location of Jake as well as the update that came in right before she landed. He is on the run, which will make this a bit more difficult for her, but she was certain she would be able to find him and pretty soon. She closed the folder as they pulled up in front of the hotel. The door to the car opened and she smiled at the driver. Instead of giving him her hand she handed him the folder, “Check me in and put this and my bags in my room. I’m going for a little walk.”

The driver nodded as she stepped passed him and started off walking down the city street. She didn’t mind France, but it wasn’t her prime place of relaxation as it was for many. Her knee high boots sounded on the stone walkway as she made her way down toward Jake’s last known location. Dressed in jeans and a black button up, short sleeved top, she didn’t stand out from the crowd. As she kept walking she pulled her raven hair back, wrapping a clip around it to keep in place. Slipping her dark sunglasses from the pocket on her shirt she slipped them on so she could survey her surroundings without being noticed. Her eyes moved on every person she passed as well as who was across the street. She ignored the looks as well as the comments from time to time, her mind solely on finding Jake and getting this mission over with.
 
Jake didnt know what to do or where to go. He only knew he had to get off the street. All the shops and advertisements all hinted at sex. Beautiful women, erotic scenes, and phrases where everywhere. Sex sold and that was fine, but around Jake it could be deadly. Each sign or store he passed gave him chills doqn in his loins and explosions followed chills. He would be safe for now though, having exploded not to long ago it would take a while for the power to return to knock at the door behind his nutsack.

He looked for a place to go, someone to help him. But this wasnt home this was France and he knew no one. As he rounded a street corner he didnt see the woman in front of him and he slammed right into her. The shock and the sudden jerking move backward he made sent him tumbling on his ass.

"Sorry sorry sorry." He blathered in sloppy French. He got to his feet and looked at the person he hit. It wasnt a person, err it was a person but not what he expected. It looked like he had slammed into a super model. This woman he had bumped was goregous, beyond goregous. His power suddenly flared to life at the sight of her. Fit body, firm full breasts, lips that were good for something much better than talking. She was crafted to make men's bodies ache with need.

How unfortunate that it might get her killed. Jake gasped and turned away from her. He said sorry again and started to move away from her.
 
Moving down the street slowly, Natasha's eyes flowed from what was in front of her to the other side of the street. She should have known better than to keep her eyes off her path. One minute she was making her way down the street and the next she felt a body collide into her. She stepped back to gain her barrings as her eyes moved down to the young man she had been looking for.

His french wasn't the best, but after what she had read she was certain he was a bit frazzled on what he had done. Natasha looked him over and realized that the images provided to her, while able to determine it was him, really didn't give him much credit. While he wasn't a looker, or built like someone who went to the gym often he did have a firm build, one that could easily be built on with work.

His gasp brought her attention back to him as he turned from her. She was so lost in her analysis of him she almost didn't catch that he planned to flee back down the way she was headed. She debated reaching out to him, but then thought it might be worse so she stepped quickly up beside him and lowered her voice, her accent being rather obvious even though she tried to train to get it normal, "Are you Jake Kenson? I need you to come with me, I am here to help, but we must get you back to my room and off the streets."

Natasha didn't want to frighten him anymore than what he already was, but she needed him to come with her and he either did it the easy way or the hard way. She was fine with either of them.
 
She had fallen into step with him so quickly and so quietly he didnt even notice her until she grabbed and spoke to him. She kept her voice low and careful as if she spoke too loudly he would burst. Though around her he just might do that.. in a very bad way.

He turned toward her carefully and asked, "How do you know my name?" Then he realized that she had to be with the police and they knew what he had done. He jerked back away from her and cried out, "Oh jesus no. I cant go to jail! I cant help what I did. It wasnt my fault I swear, I dont have good control over it. You cant send me to jail lady, ill just explode there too and everyone will die."

He scrambled against the nearest wall and tried to control himself. Tears ran down his cheeks, "This stupid curse, why did it have to be me? Do you know what its like trying to force yourself to jerk off just so you dont kill everyone around you? How fucking dumb is that?" He looked at her and shook his head.

"I cant go with you. You will only.make it worse. You dont understand, I am like a freaky Hulk. Ive seen him on the news a few times. Big angry guy destroys stuff, I do the same thing only with horniness." He screamed, "Im 21 Im always horny! Fuck!"
 
As he turned to her she saw the terror in his eyes even before he jerked from her and backed into the wall. His voice, a lot louder than his rose higher and higher as he explained his situation.

Finally she moved up to him, bracing one hand one the wall, she pressed the other to her lips, "Shhhhhh." Slipping that hand to the other side of him, almost caging him against the wall with her body. Once he stopped ranting she moved her hand to flip her glasses up on top of her head, her eyes locked with his, "I'm not the police so calm down. I know all about you Jake. I work with some very important people and they wish to meet you."

Leaning closer to him she whispered in his ear, "I know the Hulk and he knows how to control it, so can you with the proper training. Please come with me. I know what I must do to keep you under control until we get back."

Leaning back she looked him in the eyes before her eyes lowered down over him, "You will not harm me nor anyone else if you just come with me Jake." Her eyes rose up to meet his waiting for his answer. She didn't want him to run, she really didn't want to have to babysit a young man like him that was always horny. The same horniness that could level a city block or more. Natasha knew she would have to help him get release, but it was part of the job...at least she kept telling herself that.
 
He was more in a state of a panic attack rather than anything else. That panic turned into something else as she pressed herself close to him. Her hands o the wall trapping him in place least he want to push past her. She spoke and tried to calm him down making promises about the Hulk and teaching him to control it.

He blinked and looked at her, "The Hulk? Really?" He frowned and shook his head, "I dont think I should go with you. I umm. Well you are uh, a little bit on the attractive side, and that isnt a good thing for me to be near."

He shifted a bit, "Maybe you just let me go and I can find a nice abandoned block to blow up on a regular basis. Cause look if you take me somewhere ill just end up blowing up there or something." He blinked as his stomach growled loudly, "Does your hotel room have roomservice?"
 
Natasha listened to his pleas to let him go, but when his belly roared with hunger and he asked about room service she couldn't help the chuckle that slipped her lips. Stepping back from him a bit she smiled to him, "Look Jake, you won't blow up anything as long as you stick with me okay." Her eyes raised as if he could get the secondary meaning to her words.

Seeing he wasn't picking up on it she sighed and leaned toward him again, "I'm to see to your needs to make sure you don't go exploding anything. Now please come with me before I have to knock you out and drag you back to my hotel room. I hate to have to explain why I'm dragging an unconscious guy through France but I will."

Straightening herself once more she winked to him before pulling down the sunglasses to cover her eyes. Natasha waited for his decision before adding, "And yes it has room service. I tend to stay at the best places." She grinned to him hoping if the thought of her helping him wouldn't convince him to come with her then maybe food would.
 
Jake was too stressed with his condition and his hunger to really understand what she was talking about in terms of keeping him from blowing up another city block. But she at least seemed sincere in her offer for food and perhaps she could help him. Maybe if she knew the hulk she would know of a place he could lock himself away and blow up all he wanted without hurting anything.

He chewed his lower lip as she started to move toward the end of the alley. "I suppose I could join you for a sandwich or something." He said softly walking after her.

As they headed toward the hotel, Jake found his gaze lingering on her ass. It made him tingle and blush, so he picked up the pace to walk beside her. Not that it helped because now he could catch the swells of her ample breasts out of the corner of his eye.

Damn it, he thought to himself.

Finally they got to her hotel room and he became distracted by the amazing room. It was the nicest place he had ever seen, and must have cost an insane amount of money a night to rent this place. The place had two bedrooms and a living room, it was like a large apartment.

"Wow you weren't kidding. This is a huge place." He told her, moving toward the dining table where he had spotted a menu. "Holy shit, 300 bucks for a burger. Is it made of gold?"

He sighed and set the menu down, "God I can't let you spend this on me. You don't even know me, hell I don't know your name. Is there some way I can like work for you to pay you back for this?"
 
Natasha was thankful she didn't have to knock this young guy out and drag him back to the hotel. She could just imagine the sight of her dragging this guy down the street. She walked slowly back to the hotel and caught the sight of him looking at her from time to time.

When they made it back to the hotel she pulled her sunglasses off and tossed them on the bar. Taking a deep breath she knew she needed to get them back as quickly as possible, but at least they could stay one night so she could rest, the plane ride there was enough to make her want to take a hot shower, grab something to eat and go to sleep.

Her eyes move over him as she heard his complaint about the prices, "Oh do not worry Jake, I'm not paying for it and they will work you and make sure you earn your keep." Stepping over toward him she looked down at the menu, "Order whatever you want. Take a shower and I will get some clothes sent up for you. Just don't leave here and you will be fine." Taking a moment she pointed at the menu, "If you do decide to order will you get me this?" She was pointing at the filet, "Medium well please and don't forget a nice bottle of wine."

She moved toward one of the rooms, calling over her shoulder, "If at anytime you feel close to losing it, come find me, wherever that may be. Until then I am going to get a shower myself." With that she moved into the bathroom and shut the door, cutting on the water before stripping and stepping into the warmth. She just prayed he was still there when she got out.
 
Jake picked up the menu again. He didn't know who this woman worked for, or why they seemed to not care about funds, but he also wasn't going to complain. If they could help him, he would slave away in coal mines for them so long as he didn't have to worry about exploding ever again. She came up to him and point out the item she wanted on the menu and he shivered as a whiff of her perfume hit him.

He realized that this very beautiful very sexy woman was alone with him in a romantic expensive hotel. AS she walked away she told him that any time he felt close to losing it, he should find her. No matter what or where she was. He watched the empty doorway for a long time after she disappeared around the corner.

Was she trying to seduce him? It seemed like she had given him a perfect offer to join her in the shower. But she also wanted him to order food. Maybe he should order the food, then join her in the shower.

No come on Jake, he spat at himself, try to act like you don't actually live in a porno.

With a sigh, he picked up the phone and dialed down to room service. He ordered her steak and was presented with a choice of side dishes for it. Crap, she hadn't said what she wanted with the steak except wine. He covered up the phone for a minute and stepped toward the bedroom.

He didn't know her name though, how could he call out to her? Hey lady? No fuck it, just order her something. He told the room service guy to give her the roasted veggies. Then he ordered the burger, which turned out to be a combination of ground beef, lobster tail, with silken baby lettuce, tomato with a sauce made with a 100 year old bottle of wine.

Jake thought of the wine and told them to send the 100 year old bottle up with the food. Once that was out of the way, he found himself a chair and awkwardly waited for the doorbell or the woman to come out of the bathroom.
 
Natasha washed her body, rising off and soaking in the warmth once more before turning to her hair. Pulling out the clip she proceeded to wash her long raven hair before rinsing it, again soaking for a moment more. Taking a deep breath she cut off the water and stepped from the shower to dry off. She remembered that she hadn't brought any clothes in with her so she wrapped the towel around her body and stepped into the bedroom.

Her wet hair brushed across her back as she stepped toward the door and where one of her bags sat, "Food ordered," she called out? She pulled the bag over toward the bed as her eyes moved over him in the chair. Smiling softly to him she wondered if he knew what he looked like sitting there....lost puppy, beaten up and over before being tossed out....oh she could think of a few more terms for him. She turned her back to him and tossed the bag on the bed.

The towel slipped free and fell to the floor. Natasha paused wondering if she should grab it and cover herself or just continue to get dressed. She could almost feel his eyes burning on her skin so she shrugged to herself and unzipped her bag, "Once you eat you should take a hot shower. I'm sure I ca n get a change of clothes for you before you even get out." She flipped through her clothes, finding a thong she leaned over and stepped into it, pulling it up her legs before glancing over her shoulder at him.
 
Jake gasped at her as she simply strolled into the room wearing only a towel. If he was in a Japanese anime this would be a time in which his nose would start bleeding. He vaguely heard her talking but didn't catch an actual word of it. He felt that power within him spark to life and his crotch began to tingle.

This was dangerous and he needed to look away, to get away from her. Anything to avoid the disaster that was brewing within him.

Then bad got worse as her towel dropped to the floor. Now his nose would have exploded. His eyes got wide and he felt himself grow in his pants. She didn't even move to cover herself! She simply pulled on a pair of panties like it was no big deal.

Jake found himself standing, completely unaware he had moved. "You need to start running." He told her. "Or at very least I need to, umm, relieve myself." He closed his eyes and tried to hold back the rumbling inside of him. The power was bubbling inside of him like never before. He feared that masturbating wouldn't do it this time but he had to try.

"Please, before I level this hotel." He said, his voice shaking uncontrolably.
 
She turned to him, seeing him literally vibrating as he stood there. Natasha slowly moved across the room, still mostly naked as she got closer to him, "Jake look at me." It wasn't a question, it wasn't a request, she literally demanded of him. "I have read all about you, I know what power you possess and I know that you need to release before it builds too greatly, let me help."

She didn't know if she would be able to just drop to her knees and fish out his growing cock, but they had to do something to get his levels down low enough that he could function once again, without blowing them all up. She stopped within an arms reach of him, her voice growing a bit louder, "Stroke yourself for me Jake, let me see you do it, please." Seeing that he was reluctant and yet pushing the barrier she stepped closer to him, gripping his arms and pulling him away from the chair he had been sitting in.

Moving behind him she slipped her arms around him and stepped closer to him, "Jake please, I'm trying to help so stop fighting me." Her hands moved down to his jeans, "If I have to I will do it myself, but I much rather watch you." Not sure why but the thought of watching him stroking his cock spurred tingles and tightness within her body. She actually found it more than arousing. She pressed into his back a bit more, "So will it be you or me Jake?"
 
What the fuck was happening? Jake didn't understand why she was doing this to him. Her naked breasts were perfect and pert, two becons of wonder before him and that was only the tip of the iceberg with her wonderful body. He wasn't a virgin, but he had never seen a woman of this caliber like this before.

She was speaking to him again, but he didn't hear it. Until she told him to stroke himself for her. That seemed to hit him and he made his hands move, but they fumbled with his pants rather than open them. Then she was behind him, her breasts pressed against his back and her hands around touch his as if trying to urge him to hurry.

The power was almost flooding his vision as this point. He needed to start doing something or this was going to be a very expensive hole. Somehow he got his pants open and his cock burst out ready to play. Her breath blew against his ear as she asked if he would do it for her.

He grabbed himself and began to stroke himself. His fist moved up and down his length and he felt the power back off a little bit. So long as he was doing this he would be safe, but it scared him because he had never felt it so strong before. Something about this woman arrousing him had brought the power to a new level and he didn't think that was a god thing.

He frowned after a moment. "I can't just jerk it. I need to look at something." He told her in a worried tone. "Let me look at you. Give me something to jack it to." He pleaded.
 
Natasha felt him move, felt him finally free himself and start to stroke. His strangle plea actually tightened her body even more as she moved from around him. Her hand traveled over his back as she stepped around him. Her eyes were on his but they slowly started to travel down his body until they came to rest on his hard cock, his hand stroking up and down the length.

Natasha bit back the groan in her throat as her eyes gobbled up the sight of him, so hard, throbbing in his hand as his hand moved over the length of him. She felt her body tighten, her wetness increase between her legs even while she pulled her eyes from the sight of him to move them back up to meet his. "What can I do to help," she asked, wondering if he heard the husky tone to her voice.

She wasn't the kind of woman to sleep with someone she just met and when she was given this mission she knew it would be hell but she didn't expect to actually react in a positive manner to him. She actually felt her body heating up, the ache building between her own legs and yet she stood there needing to know what it was he needed to help him. She pushed her own desires aside, knowing they needed to worry more about his release before it was too late.
 
Jake didn't expect her to ask him a question like that. What did he need her to do? Be sexy? Tease him? Talk dirty to him? How could he knew, this wasn't exactly something he had a chance to do very often or ever. His hand tightened around his cock and he grunted.

"Be sexy, I don't know, dance, rub yourself, talk fucking dirty, I dont know! Something!" He said through gritted teeth, his hand once more stroking himself as his eyes locked to her wonderful breasts. She was a wonderful specimen of a woman and he could only imagine the pleasures she could give to him if she gave him a chance at her body.

"Get on your knees," he told her, "Let me imagine you are eagerly awaiting my cum." He didn't know where that idea had come from. It had simply hit him.

Now the tip of his cock was dripping with pre-cum. But his pre-cum was thicker than most men, almost like globs of lube were leaking from a slightly open faucet. Already drops fell to the carpet as he stroked. One powerful jerk from him caused a glob to flick toward the woman before him and land on her belly, jut below her belly button, though Jake didn't know it had happened.
 
She could tell he was frustrated but he knew his body better than her so he should be able to tell her what he needed. When he finally told her to get to her knees she gladly obliged him. But before she even made it to her knees a drop of his pre cum landed on her belly. Her eyes moved down even as she lowered her body down before him.

Just then an idea came to mind that might help him. She looked up to him under her lashes and smiled seductively even as her fingers moved up to rub along that drop he left on her body. One collected upon her finger she moved her hand down and slipped it under her thong. The moment she touched herself she moaned out, feeling the wetness of his pre cum mixing with her own.

Her knees began to spread as her free hand moved up to her breast, cupping it lightly while her eyes fell to his cock and stroking hand. She was getting more turned on by the minute. Her fingers moved over her clit before sinking inside of herself. Natasha moaned out as another finger was added and she began to finger fuck herself while she pinched and pulled on her nipple.
 
Jake shivered as he watched her lower herself to her knees. The look on her face as she watched him, her eyes looking up toward his, while he stroked himself for her. The power inside of him, shifted from his stomach to his balls, which was a good sign. That meant it was working, his orgasmic release should remove the power from him.

Then she took it another step forward for him. She dipped her fingers into her panties and began to rub herself. Her other hand cupped her breast. Jake gasped and watched her, savoring the sight and the soft moans coming from her.

"Moan louder." He pleaded, unaware that he took a step toward her. Now his dripping tip was right in front of her face. More drops of pre-cum sprinkled over her body, mainly on her tits.

He grunted and felt his balls tingle with the upcoming orgasm. His fist pumped faster, and faster. If he had been able to see his cock from her point of view, he would see his cock get thicker and harder, just prior to his cum bursting from his tip like a firehose suddenly got turned on.
 
Natasha didn't need any incentive to moan louder, she was already there. Her fingers pumping inside of her dragged more moans, louder moans from her as he moved closer to her. Every drop of his pre cum sprinkling over her body had her fingers moving faster inside of herself. Slipping free for a brief moment to rub along her clit.

She watched as his cock grew and she knew he was close, "Yes Jake, cum for me." She watched as his cock literally unloaded onto her. She felt the warmth of his cum covering her and she closed her eyes to it, giving over to the feeling of his cum landing all over her. She tried to bite back her own cry of pleasure but she wasn't able to. Her orgasm rocked through her and she felt her body shuttering even as the last of Jake's cum landed on her hand cupping her breast.

She rested her fingers against her throbbing clit as her body slowly came down from the orgasm. Her eyes slowly began to open before looking up to him. She laughed softly, "Looks like I need another shower now. Are we going to end up in a vicious cycle if I come out in a towel again?" She winked to him as she stood, slipping her hand from her thong as she glanced down at the amount of cum dripping from her body. She almost gasped at the sight. No where in the report did it state the amount that his young man could cum. Natasha knew just by looking that if he ever did have sex with someone he would more than fill them, she felt her body respond to that thought, but she cut it off quickly.

Her eyes rose up to him just as there came a knock at the door. "The food? I'm going to wash off, will you get that?" Natasha enjoyed watching Jake, maybe a little too much as she felt the lighter shutters move through her body as the thought of his hand stroking up and down his length. She fought herself as she moved to the bathroom once again to get into the shower. While she needed to help him, she didn't need to get too involved with him, she knew that would be a bad thing.
 
Jake stared blankly at her as she rose to go take a shower. Her body was covered with his cum. He coated her tits and belly, and even a bunch on her face. What the hell was that? That wasn't a normal amount of cum. He never came like that.

The knock again on the door brought him out of it and he quickly stuffed his cock into his pants and answered the door. All thoughts about sex and what had just happened with the agent went out the door as the smell of the food filled his nose.

The buser pushed the food to the table and set everything up for them to eat. Jake smiled and thanked the guy, but felt bad because he couldn't tip them. But the buser then handed Jake a book with a ticket to sign, which allowed him to add a tip to the hotel bill in general.

After the man left Jake flopped into a seat and grabbed his burger. With the first bite he moaned loudly in joy. Then he noticed her bag was still in the living room. Damn it, she would come out all clean and sexy again and they would repeat the entire process all over.

He took another big ass bite and then grabbed her bag. He stood and went into the bedroom where and saw that she hadn't bothered to shut the bathroom door. There she stood under a stream of water naked to a tee. The water made her skin glisten in a way that made him want to lick her all over.

Jake dropped her bag on the floor at the end of the bed and found himself walking toward her in the shower. He found his body responding to the sight, but the power wasn't. Oh the power was there, deep down, but for now it was sated. No this was not brought on by the power, this was simply a boy lusting after a beautiful woman who was naked before him.

He stopped himself in the doorway of the bathroom and just leaned against the doorframe, watching as she cleaned herself. The way her fingers danced over her body and played over her skin was just beautiful, somehow elegant.
 
Stepping into the shower once more she proceeded to slowly wash over her body and hair once again. She was starting to get a case of deja-vu until her eyes caught sight of a figure in the doorway. She didn't even need to turn to know it was Jake standing there, "I'll be done in a minute, mind fixing me a glass of wine?" She wondered why he would push the issue of watching her, when that could easily put him in a tail spin of becoming a bomb. She guessed in time she would understand his abilities a bit more.

As she finished up, she shut the water off and ran her hands over her hair, trying to wring out as much water as possible. Stepping from the shower she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. Glancing around she found what she was looking for in the bathroom, a bathrobe, big fluffy one at that. Natasha quickly dried off and slipped the robe on before tightening it into place. She didn't want that vicious cycle to happen, but then again wouldn't it have happened with him watching her?

Curiously she moved out into the living room where he held out a glass for her. Natasha gladly accepted it and took a long pull sip, downing at least half of the glass. She so needed the wine in her system after the day she has had. Not many in the company can say they have seen her half naked, much less playing with herself to get them to come. Jake was a rarity on many fronts.

Moving over to the food she pulled the lid off of her plate and moaned, "Looks so good." She grabbed the plate and silverware and stepped to the bar. Setting her glass of wine down she moved to began cutting up her filet, "So tell me Jake, why didn't you have any problems watching me just then, in the shower?"
 
Her words popped him out of his trance, and he shook his head, "I'm sorry, uh, I'll get wine." He said and darted away to the living room. His mind had a big picture of her wet naked body in front of it the whole time he waited for her. He listened to the water shut up and waited for her to come around the corner.

When she did he handed her the wine and watched her down half of it. The big robe she wore hid her body completely, however the damage was done and he already knew how great she looked under it. That flat firm tummy, those big perky tits, and her round shapely ass. Perfection in female form.

Jake sat down next to her and started to eat the burger with gusto. His stomach remember how starving he was and he began to power through the burger and fries. Then she asked why he didn't lose control just then.

He looked up at her and swallowed his current bite, "After I cum, the power goes away for a while, and I can kinda be normal for a while. To be honest with you something else happened back there. Like I saw you, and just couldn't stop myself from wanting to join you." I sighed, "When I'm frustrated the power is like this kinetic force within me, but if I'm just my normal self, the power seems to push me toward sex however possible. That I can shake off mostly, but shaking it off only leads to the other side of the power that goes boom."

I shrugged, "Maybe I just need to find a woman to attach herself to my hip." Then I ate more burger.
 
Natasha's eyes moved over him as she listened to his explanation. It almost sounded like he needed to be satisfied at all times, well maybe not that extreme, but close enough. She chuckled around her bite of food at his comment about having a woman attached to him. After swallowing the bite she replied, "Might not be such a bad idea, but I am sure with practice you will find ways to control it."

Slowly taking bites from her food she let her mind wander to the different ways he could find control in a situation. Being that his was sexually based made it that much harder for him and her for now. She ran through what was needed before they headed back to the plane. It wasn't going to be much longer before he was out of her hands and she was on to another mission.

Natasha's green eyes moved over him once more, her mind trying to figure out how they would be able to use this to their advantage. Drive him crazy with images of women until he exploded? She bit back a chuckle thinking that was just ridiculous. Finishing up her food, she finished the wine and moved toward the bottle to pour herself another glass, "We will be heading out in the morning, it might be best to get your shower and then some rest."
 
Jake pushed his plate away and nodded, "Okay. I'll take a shower, but I have to jerk off again before I go to sleep or I could explode in a bad way in the middle of the night." He explained. He stood up and pushed his chair in and turned toward the shower.

Before he entered the bedroom he turned toward her, "By the way, thanks for everything...umm..." He chuckled and sighed, "I don't think I know your name." He told her. "If someone told me I would jerk off onto a girl's chest without even knowing her name I would have said they are crazy."

"Anyway thanks again." He told her with a smile, and he went to the bathroom to turn on the shower.

In the shower he tried to jerk himself off, that we he could knock two birds out with one stone. But he couldn't get himself hard again. It seemed after being so close to a naked goddess, his body wasn't going to be happy with just his hand.

He looked up at the wall and said, "Uh oh."
 
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