Татьяна Викентьева – "STOLEN IMMORTALITY" (страница 14)

But Vladimir had entirely different plans. His plans were as follows. He knew that his father sometimes stayed overnight at the clinic. This was very rare. But it did happen. A complex operation or a very serious patient required the presence of the clinic's head physician to resolve vital issues. And then his father would stay overnight at the clinic, having notified his wife and son in advance of his absence. Vladimir waited for such an occasion. He waited with trepidation and excitement, with passion and frenzy. He decided that on the night his father stayed at the clinic, he would realize his deepest secret desire.

Vladimir had thought everything through, down to the last detail. His plan was to meet his mother at the theater, come home with her, and treat her to a celebratory dinner he'd already prepared. If his mother asked him what the occasion was, he'd lie, something about passing an exam with flying colors or some student celebration. She'd believe him, of course. And they'd have a wonderful dinner together, sharing a glass of champagne. And Vladimir planned to spike the champagne with a large dose of sleeping pills. Not his own glass, of course. But his mother's.

After dinner, Elena Sergeyevna would have fallen asleep and gone to her bedroom. Vladimir, having waited until his mother fell sound asleep, would also go to her bedroom, and there...

Such were Vladimir Zverev's plans. And he eagerly awaited the opportunity to put them into action.

And then such an opportunity presented itself. One afternoon, having come home from medical school, the young man was heating up the lunch his mother had prepared in advance. Suddenly, the phone rang. Vladimir picked up the receiver and heard the long-awaited announcement from his father: he wouldn't be coming home that night, but would be staying overnight at the clinic. The young man's joy knew no bounds! He decided to put his plan into action immediately. He ran to the store. Bought champagne. Prepared a celebratory dinner. He found a sleeping pill in the medicine cabinet and slipped it into his pants pocket. Then he headed to the theater to meet his mother and take her home.

When Vladimir appeared in the foyer of the Moscow Art Theater, the cloakroom attendant told him the performance wasn't over yet and he could watch the finale. He entered the auditorium and glanced at the stage. It was the final act of "Romeo and Juliet." Elena Sergeyevna played Juliet and was incredibly beautiful in the role. The sight of his mother made Vladimir's heart beat even faster. He felt he couldn't wait any longer: either he would fulfill his desire that night or he would no longer be able to live.

After the performance, the young man went into his mother's dressing room. Elena Sergeyevna was changing at the time and was somewhat embarrassed by her son's arrival. She asked him to wait outside the door. If only she had known that her son couldn't wait any longer! Having fulfilled his mother's request, Vladimir stood outside the dressing room door and thought of only one thing: his burning, passionate, insane, mad desire! It seemed to him that in the whole world there was only one thing: his desire, and if he didn't satisfy it, he would die!

After changing, Elena Sergeyevna left the dressing room. Vladimir took his mother's bag, and they went home together. They took the metro. The train was stuffy and cramped. Vladimir stood next to his mother and felt her body. He was having a hard time restraining himself! He wanted to hug his mother. Hug her tenderly and passionately. Hug her right there in the train. And then kiss her on the lips, caress her breasts, and...

Vladimir's thoughts were jumbled. His hands were shaking. He was flushed with intense tension. Noticing her son's strange state, Elena Sergeyevna asked what was wrong. Vladimir blamed a headache and begged his mother not to worry.

When they arrived home, the boy told them about the celebratory dinner he'd prepared himself. Elena Sergeyevna asked what the celebratory dinner was celebrating. Vladimir replied that he'd passed his anatomy exam with flying colors and wanted to celebrate. His mother didn't object. She praised her son for his good grades and went into the bathroom to wash her hands. Meanwhile, Vladimir opened the champagne and poured it into the glasses. Then, he placed a large dose of sleeping pills in his mother's glass.

Everything went according to plan. Elena Sergeyevna and Vladimir drank a glass of champagne and had a wonderful dinner. After dinner, the guy suggested watching TV. But his mother refused. She was deeply drowsy and went to her bedroom. From that moment on, Vladimir began counting the seconds. One, two, three, four, five... Fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five... His heart was pounding wildly, as if it wanted to burst out of his chest! Cold sweat poured down his face. His legs felt like cotton wool. A shudder ran through his entire body. Despite this, the guy got up and went to his mother's bedroom.

Elena Sergeyevna was already fast asleep, sedated. Vladimir approached the bed, threw the blanket onto the floor... and... lay down next to his mother. The woman was wearing only a silk nightgown. He pulled down the shoulders of the nightgown and, exposing her lovely breasts, began kissing her passionately. Elena Sergeyevna didn't wake up. Then Vladimir lifted her nightgown and... and took possession of his mother.

It all happened instantly. The boy let out a cry of pleasure and went silent. Elena Sergeyevna woke up, opened her eyes, and... was stunned by what she saw. It was a shock! A terrible shock! She screamed. Screamed in horror and confusion, shame and helplessness, pain and despair! And then she fell silent, in a state of profound shock, unable to speak...

The mother and son were silent for a long time. It was a heavy silence. A terrifying silence.

A lot of time passed when Elena Sergeevna finally said:

-What have you done, Volodya?

- Forgive me, Mom! - the boy screamed. - Forgive me and understand! I love you! I love you as a woman! Do you understand? I want to possess you! I want us to be lovers! If you reject me, I will kill myself!

A heavy silence reigned again. After a while, Elena Sergeyevna said:

- I will forgive you, son! But you must forget about what happened today! We cannot be lovers! It is unnatural. I am your mother. And I love you as a son, not as a man!

"Then I'd rather die!" Vladimir cried out in despair and rushed out of the bedroom. Elena Sergeyevna ran after him, afraid he'd do something stupid.

The boy ran to the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and was about to plunge it into his heart. However, his mother arrived just in time to prevent the disaster. She grabbed Vladimir by the hand holding the knife and screamed:

- Don't you dare! Do you hear me? Don't you dare! You have to live, son! You have to live!

“Then be mine!” Vladimir said insistently and began to passionately kiss his mother.

Elena Sergeyevna didn't resist. She couldn't resist, because she wanted her son to live.

The guy had sex with a woman right there in the kitchen. On the floor. This time, the pleasure lasted longer. And both mother and son enjoyed it...

From that memorable night Elena Sergeevna and Vladimir became lovers and lived

A double life. At first glance, their relationship seemed the same. The mother was loving and caring. And the son was devoted and respectful. This is how the head of the family, Dmitry Ivanovich Zverev, perceived this relationship. He knew nothing about the new, unnatural relationship between his wife and his adult son. And he never would have known. If only... If only an unpleasant incident hadn't happened to him.

One day, Dmitry Ivanovich, on his way to work at the clinic, slipped and fell. As a result of the unfortunate fall, he broke his arm. He had to go to the hospital himself. They put a cast on his arm, gave him a sick leave certificate, and sent him home. Not wanting to worry his wife and son, Dmitry Ivanovich didn't tell them about his injury over the phone. He drove home himself, opened the door, entered the room, and saw... What he saw so shocked him that he was dumbfounded! His beloved wife and his beloved son were having sex right there on the floor of the living room... Their embraces, moans, cries of pleasure, and wild passions—all of it was such a shock that Dmitry Ivanovich couldn't bear it! Clutching his head, he collapsed to the floor.

Doctors later diagnosed a "cerebral infarction," commonly known as a "stroke." Dmitry Ivanovich's entire left side was paralyzed, leaving him bedridden. He also lost the power of speech and went blind in one eye.

Elena Sergeyevna cared for her husband. Vladimir also tried his best to ease his father's suffering. Both mother and son felt guilty and were tormented by remorse. But they could no longer change anything. They remained lovers and, despite the grief that had befallen them, were happy together.

Four years passed. Vladimir was already in his fifth year of medical school. He was an excellent student. Having chosen to specialize as a radiologist, he conducted an in-depth study of the effects of X-rays on the human body. He was also interested in cardiovascular diseases. He was interested because he had read in a book about an unusual method for eliminating undesirable people. This method was used by the intelligence services of many countries. It consisted of injecting a special drug into the person's body, causing death. This death appeared natural and did not raise any suspicions of violent elimination. Doctors confirmed death from heart failure. An autopsy also confirmed this cause, and the expert reached the same conclusion. But in fact, the man had been murdered—murdered in a cunning and unusual way, one in which the killers avoided all prosecution and punishment.