And Lead Me Not Into Temptation

ART: "Taking Her Back" By Wak

It was the last class...Sepia wore some nice figure fitting jeans..She really filled those jeans and she smiled as she walked down the street and noticed heads turning and a few cat calls from a few not so shy guys. She wore a nice conservative white blouse..but it was sheer and you could clearly see the white lacy bra she was wearing under it..Her make up was impeccable and her lip gloss made her lips shine almost.. Her fragrance was minimal...just enough to catch your attention, but not overwhelm you. She was on point, she was sharp, she was fierce and she knew it.

Samuel Rasulala took note...He had been watching her the entire time she had been taking his class. Cool, professional and always in control..he had never let his face or his actions betray any emotions on his part. He had always been that way..That is who he was..Always in control...Always confident. But just a week before class had ended..in a laundromat, his control had slipped...He had recklessly said a few salacious things to his student, Sepia Cokely that let her know that he was definitely checking her out.. He didn't care..Class was over now, she was no longer his student..he didn't have to be professional anymore...besides he knew that she had the hots for him...she was always sitting up front, laughing at jokes he told that he knew weren't funny...always giving him a peek at those luscious breasts of hers and those shapely legs and those short skirts...oh he knew...he knew and now he was free to pursue.

Their grades were listed on the wall outside the class next to their social security number..Sepia looked at her grade...an A. Like she was surprised...She would have gotten an A even if she couldn't write a lick, the way she put on a "show" for this man. Class was over...Her mental flirtation with him was over...she didn't have to see him again..she was free....

"Uh Ms. Cokely? Sepia? Could I have a word?" he said.

Sepia thought she would die...Mr. Rasulala was standing behind her.

"Y-yes?" she said ,smiling gingerly...trying not to sweat...

"Would you like to join me for a drink? Class is over and I have to tell you, I've had my eyes on you for some time now." he said.

She couldn't believe her ears...

"Just a drink...come on..what's the harm?" she thought to herself.

"Okay..are we going far?"she said.

"Nah...I know a nice little place a few blocks away...We can take my car." He said.

He drove a 2008 Black BMW...He had an IPOD in the front... His car had that brand new smell. He flipped on the IPOD- Jazmine Sullivan was singing -"One Night Stand" Sepia was filled with so much guilt at that point...she wanted to get out of his car, but she couldn't. As the car drove..
He smoothly took his right hand and eased it between her legs...She was surprisingly appalled that he would assume that he could take such liberties with her. She politely moved his hand.
As he turned the corner ,his right hand slid up her leg again..She moved his hand again..He smirked...and put both hands back on the wheel. His arrogance ,which at once seemed attractive
now seemed annoying.

They arrived at a bar called Tequilla Sunrise. It was a very stylish establishment with Black
ultra modern chairs and tables and a Bar with a room size aquarium under it , with exotic fish
swimming in it...It was beautiful...Sepia ordered a Long Island Ice Tea...Samuel ordered Pineapple Rum..

"Sooo...here we are, finnally...Ms. Sepia...I bet you thought this would never happen, didn't you?" He said with that over confident smirk on his face.

"Well I must admit I didn't." she said.

Their conversation was light, they talked about their lives and what drew them to their current
positions in life. She actually told him about Kevin and how they met and how he solved a series of murders that revolved around her former lover,Cock Robbins. To her surprise, he had actually heard of Cock Robbins...had seen him play. He had read about Kevin's solving of Collette Washington's Murder in the paper and the Cokely Case...

"So, I had a celebrity in my class eh..? " he laughed...

"Who me?..nah, I'm no celebrity." she laughed... By now she had drank about four Long Island Ice Teas and she was slightly high...He was like a shark..he sensed it. He asked for the check.
They had had a number of drinks and the bill was nearly $60.00. He pulled out a credit card and gingerly paid it..

"I guess I should get you back to your car" He said.

Sepia's head was spinning...She sat in his car and leaned back...she felt his hands opening her blouse..This was no day dream...He began to kiss her breasts...She pushed him away...She didn't want to..She thought that if this moment came she would want to...but something about him wasn't right...something about him was soo wrong on so many levels....

The Car stopped in the lot.. She was so high that she barely noticed that they had walked back into the school.

"Why are we in here?" asked Sepia.

"I remembered something I have to get from my classroom, just walk me in here a minute,then
I'll walk you to your car.." He said..

"Why-Why do I have to walk you to your classroom?" asked a woozy Sepia.

"Come on..it'll just take a minute." he said..

She followed him into the room...He closed the door softly and went to work, He pushed her up against the wall and began kissing her...he attempted to tongue kiss her...but she didn't want to,
she turned her head and tried to push herself away from him....

"Mr. Rasulala...please...please don't" she said...

"Come on baby...you know you want this...you've been wanting this since you first came in my class..now come on...just relax...." he said smoothly...but his smooth tone no longer turned her on
it made her want to vomit now..

He ripped her blouse open and attacked her breasts.... No technique, no style at all, just roughness...He was no where near as smooth in real life as in her daydreams..just arrogant and
mean.

'Ohhhhhh, ummmmmm....ohhhh miz cokely...." he said.

"Please stop..." said Sepia..

He was nothing like the smooth operator she had fantasized about...He was a straight up dog and not smooth at all, but rather rough. He cupped her buttocks and rammed her against the wall and continued kissing her....He then began opening her pants...

"Woman, I spent sixty dollars on you tonight and I'm going to get my money's worth..now come on and get with the program..." he said.

Sepia tried to fight back, but he was too strong...She stopped fighting and relaxed...she fell back against the wall and allowed him to continue plowing her with his hands...as soon as she worked
her body to a certain position...she took her knee and with all the force she had left brought it up
hard into his crotch...

"Yowwwwwwwwwllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll !!!!!!" he screamed in pain.... She grabbed a heavy book and brought it down hard on his head... He toppled over and fell to the floor in pain...
Sepia went in her wallet and pulled out three twenties and tossed them to him...

"Now we are even...see ya around......NOT !!!" she laughed as she tried to pull herself together
and get away. She ran down the steps and hopped in her car and was gone into the night...
Mr. Rasulala got to his feet...and limped into the hallway...tears were running from his eyes...
He couldn't believe that she had resisted him....no woman had ever resisted his charms...this was something new...He laughed and laughed while wincing in pain...

Sepia went home and took a long hot shower....She put on that robe that Kevin liked so much...
She wondered where he was...she missed him so...she lay in the bed that they had been sharing
for a few months and wondered how she could have ever even dreamed about cheating on Kevin. She was wracked with guilt and remorse...She missed Kevin...More now than she had ever missed him before.

(Conclusion tomorrow....)