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From: David Crone <blueeyeguy1964@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Church Lady - Part 2 (MF, Cheat, Reluc, Oral)
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Date: Tue, 06 Aug 2013 01:10:03 -0400
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My family wasn't much for holidays and we didn't always get together that
much.  Paula asked me what I was doing for Thanksgiving and I told her I
just planned on staying home.  She wasn't going to take that for an answer
and told me I should have dinner with them.  I offered to bring something
and surprisingly, told me I should bring some wine to go with dinner.  I
never pictured her or Dave as drinkers, even if it was just wine with
dinner, but ok; I could always drink a good wine, so why not.

   Dinner was great and we all had some good conversation and watched a
movie after dinner.  Paula sent their only son, Aaron to bed around nine
and it wasn't too much later when Dave said he was going to bed, too,
because he had to be up early the next morning for work.  I took that as my
cue to leave, but Paula said I should stay.  We were going to watch another
movie, but I figured with Dave exiting, I should too - not that I wanted
to.

   Dave agreed with Paula and said we should watch the movie and apologized
for not wanting to stay up, but he was really tired.  Ok, I thought.  Why
not, right?

   Hardly anyone had any wine at dinner, so Paula decided we should have
some wine while we watched the movie together.  Again, why not, right?

   She poured us both a glass and brought the bottle along into the living
room in an ice bucket, so we wouldn't have to keep getting up.  She put the
movie in and surprisingly, sat down next to me on the love seat, rather
than sitting on the sofa where she and Dave had sat during the first movie.
Each time one of us would lean forward to pour some more wine, it seemed
like we were closer together when we sat back.  Before long, we were almost
snuggling on the love seat and it almost felt like we were a couple.  Both
of us were very relaxed and at ease with one another.

   The movie had a couple fairly steamy scenes and I could almost feel
Paula falling closer into me during those scenes.  At one point, she looked
up at me and snuggled closer and I threw caution to the wind and put my arm
around her.  Surprisingly, she reached over and took my hand that was now
around her and held it in hers as she continued to snuggle closer.  For a
while, I had almost even forgotten that her husband was sleeping literally
right above us, but thanks to the wine and how much I was enjoying our
current arrangement, I put it out of my head.

   The movie was over and Paula shut off the television and when she leaned
back, she practically sat on my lap and this time, she pulled my arm around
her.  My fingertips brushed against her breast, but she didn't seem at all
fazed by it.  We started to talk about how things were going in our lives
and just having a very laid back, easy conversation with each other.  At
one point, she mentioned the fact that she was tired of the same old
routines and that her life is nothing like what she thought it would be at
this point in her life.  It seemed sad for a woman who was just 31 and even
though I was just 22, I instinctively kissed the top of her head.

   We just sat there with me holding her for a moment until she looked up
at me with her deep hazel eyes and slowly moved my hand to her breast and
started to move it around.  After getting over the initial shock, I started
to move my hand on my own and lightly pinched her nipple.  Our eyes never
left each other and she quietly moaned and moved her mouth to mine,
initiating what felt like one of the greatest kisses of all time.

   My free hand went up to her face and stroked her softly as we continued
to kiss, while my massaging of her breast became more and more intense and
I pinched her nipple a little harder and rubbed it between my fingers.  I
wasn't sure how far this was supposed to go and the occasional thought of
Dave sleeping in the room right above us kept popping into my brain.  I
decided to test the waters, so to speak, and moved my hand from her breast
down to between her legs.  She seemed a little startled, but slowly slid
her knees apart and gave me access.  I could literally feel heat coming off
of her jeans as I rubbed all over, being sure to spend a little extra time
hitting the top of her pussy, so I would be sure to massage her clit.

   As her moans became more insistent, she reached over and started rubbing
my dick and balls through my jeans.  I slowly unbuttoned her jeans and
struggled to slide the zipper down, but she made it easier by straightening
her legs and giving me a better angle to work with.  When the zipper was
down, I wasted no time and reached under her panties to finger her soaked
pussy.

   "Oh, yeah, please make me cum.  Please, baby."

   I slid first one finger and then two into her pussy and started to
finger her slowly, but picked up the pace and intensity as I went along. 
With my thumb, i found her clit and started to massage her closer and
closer to an orgasm.  She pulled her face away from mine and closed her
eyes while she moaned.

   "mmmmm, that feels so good.  Don't stop, please, I want to get off so
bad.  Yeah, make me cum, just like that."

   I followed her orders and kept finger fucking her while massaging her
clit and soon, her legs stiffened and pulled together.  Her head tilted
back and she let out a long moan.  Remembering that her husband was right
above us, I quickly went back to kissing her to quiet her.  When I did
that, her hips started to rock back and forth with my fingers still in her
pussy.  She buried her head into my shoulder and almost in a whimper, she
said; "Oh, God, I've wanted you for so long.  I know how wrong this is, but
I knew you would be able to make me cum harder than ever."

   I confessed to her that I had wanted her too and that I couldn't believe
this was happening, especially in this setting.  "Other than how it would
affect Aaron, I don't care if Dave finds us like this.  He's not interested
in me, but I need sex so bad, I can't stand it.  Even just to have you
finger me like that was amazing.  I know we can't do it now, but I have to
fuck you and soon.  Especially after tonight, I can't wait for it.  I need
you inside me," she said as she squeezed my still hard dick through my
jeans.

   She quickly started unzipping my jeans and telling me it was my turn to
cum.  My cock isn't huge, but it's not bad.  About 7 inches long and a
decent hand-full thick.  She moaned as she sat up and freed it from my
jeans, starting to jerk on it.  After flashing me a huge smile, she lowered
her head and took my balls into her mouth and started moving them back and
forth with her tongue while she jerked me off.

   "Oh, fuck, Paula.  That's amazing."

   She pulled her mouth off of my balls and slid it over my dick, moving
all the way to the base.  She held it there for what seemed like an
eternity, moving her tongue all over my cock.  Soon, she was moving up and
down on my dick with her mouth tight around it and her tongue continuing to
work on it.

   "Paula, I'm going to cum."

   She removed her mouth just long enough to tell me it was okay to cum in
her mouth and went right back to work.  It was only a few seconds later
when I shot a streak of cum into her mouth and she instinctively moved her
mouth to the base of my cock and I could feel her throat working to swallow
every drop of cum.  She kept squeezing my balls and the base of my cock,
wanting every drop and it felt like I actually had another orgasm as more
juice spurted out the tip of my cock.  For a seemingly demure church
musical director, Paula was quite a cock-sucker.  When she was satisfied
that she had swallowed every conceivable drop, she pulled her mouth off my
cock and gave one final swallow to make sure she got it all.

   She then packed my cock back up into my jeans and closed both of our
pants.  We just stayed there close to each other for some time, neither one
of us knowing what to say or do.

   "I hope you're not upset at what just happened.  We shouldn't have done
that, but being with you just feels so comfortable and right," she said.

   I looked at her, smiled and kissed her.  I told her I wasn't upset at
all and had noticed how badly Dave treats her.  She actually defended him,
but had to admit that she wished he paid more attention to her and that
even when he did fuck her, it was just a quickie with little foreplay and
no excitement.  She admitted that she had to rub her clit when he fucked
her just to be sure she would cum and that sometimes, she had to masturbate
afterward to really satisfy herself.

   She told me that their involvement in the church had made her rather
subdued sexually, but that lately, she was feeling less and less satisfied
and that she seemed to think about sex more and more frequently.  She had
tried to talk to Dave about it, but his response was that she needed to
pray more and read her Bible more.  She admitted that she sometimes felt
bad about her feelings and the language that she wanted to use and actually
held herself back, especially around Dave.  I told her she didn't have to
do that with me and that I thought God would want us to be happy and
satisfied.

   There was no condoning what we had done or what both of us wanted to do
in the future, but we rationalized it by talking about how the Lord would
want us to be happy.

   After we had talked for a while, we noticed that it was after 1 a.m. 
and that I had to be going.  If Dave were to wake up and realize I was
still there, it wouldn't be a good thing.  We shared one last kiss before I
walked to my car a little drunk and still a lot horny.

   Just a few days after my night with Paula, my boss called everybody
together and told us that the company we worked for was losing a lot of
money and even though he hated to do it at the holidays, he had to let a
few of us go.  I had very little seniority with the company and quite
honestly, my sales weren't taking off, so I figured I would be one of the
ones getting axed.  Just before I was going to leave for the day, sure
enough, I got called into the office and given a check with a decent amount
of severance pay written onto it and told I was no longer needed.  My boss
almost cried and I told him I understood and that there were no hard
feelings.

   My first instinct was to call Paula.  We had talked a couple of times
since Thanksgiving and it seemed like we were both okay with our newly
defined relationship.  We were both maybe a little embarrassed, but we both
wanted to be with each other and if nothing else, we were stronger friends
than ever.

   Paula managed a video store - remember those - and when I called her,
one of the employees answered and told me they would get her.  It took her
a couple minutes to pick up the phone and she apologized and said they were
swamped and she was really busy, but was also really glad to hear from me.
I joked that maybe she needed to hire some more help and if she did, I was
interested because I had just been let go.  She said she was actually
considering it and that if I needed a job, at least for the holidays, she
would gladly hire me.  She was so busy that she said she needed to get back
to work, but that I should call her at home that night.

   When I called, Dave had taken Aaron somewhere and Paula and I talked
about the job, which I readily agreed to take.  We both thought it would be
a great way for us to see each other more, but that we had to be careful
not to let anybody know just how good of friends we were.  She hinted that
maybe there would be a need to do some after hours inventory or something.
That sounded like a great part of the job to me.

   I started at the store the next week and Paula actually had one of the
other employees show me the ropes.  It was disappointing, but we did have
to keep that boss/worker relationship, so I understood completely.  The
store did get pretty busy and I actually enjoyed the job.  It wasn't hard
to keep my friendship with Paula a secret, because we hardly got to see
each other since we were both so busy.  Nobody suspected anything and the
holidays came and went.

   Outside of work, Paula and I saw each other when we could, but nothing
else really happened.  A few long kisses here and there and a couple quick
grabs of the crotch or me squeezing her breasts when we were alone, but our
friendship carried on as usual.  After the holidays, it was time to start
letting go of some of the temporary staff, which included me, but as luck
would have it, a few of the employees who weren't temporary also quit. 
When all was said and done, there was one opening left and I was the only
one of the temporary workers who was interested in it.  Paula and I were
officially working together on a regular basis.

   After the rush of the holidays was over, things calmed down in our
personal lives and at the video store.  As manager, Paula did the
scheduling and came up with a plan.  Dave was going to be out of town for a
couple of days and she arranged it that she was off both of those days and
by some odd coincidence, I was too.  Can't imagine how that happened.  When
Dave left for his trip, Paula got on the phone to one of her friends.  She
explained that Dave had to go out of town and that her boss had just called
and said he needed an immediate inventory of the store and that she would
have to be at work very late.  She asked if Aaron could sleep over at their
place, since her son was a friend of Aaron's and they both went to the same
school.  She explained that she would have dinner with Aaron and then bring
him over after that for him to spend the night.

   Paula's deviousness surprised me, but she gave us two full days and one
amazing night to be together.  When Paula showed up and told me about her
plan, my cock instantly started to grow.  I'm sure my smile looked like
that of some school boy who had a crush on one of his teachers.  Paula
moved closer to me and we embraced and started to kiss.  Not a deep,
passionate, out of control type kiss, but a soulful kiss that went on for
what seemed like forever.  Paula was the one that broke the embrace and
stepped back.

   "I'm sorry, but I'm just starting to realize what we're doing," she said
as I thought "oh, shit, she's going to pull the religion card.  "I really
want you, but this is so hard, because I do love Dave and if he ever found
out, I'd lose both him and Aaron."

   Being the good soldier, I held her and told her I understood.  Just when
I thought things were ending as quickly as they had started, Paula started
to run her hands over my back and looked into my eyes.  "I need this so
much," she said as she slowly started to kiss me again.

   As our kiss became more intense, Paula was moaning and I could feel her
starting to rub her body against mine.  With that, I started pulling her
toward the bedroom and told her how much I had been thinking about her and
how much I wanted to be inside her.  When we had finally stumbled our way
to the bedroom, I reached under the back of Paula's shirt and started
rubbing her bare skin, waiting for a minute to reach for the clasps of her
bra.  As I undid her bra, she let out an audible little whimper as if she
was again starting to have second thoughts, but this time, I simply wasn't
going to let things go there.  Instead, I pushed my arms up and pulled her
shirt off over her head and quickly reached for her bra to pull that off of
her as well.  If nothing else, I was going to see this beautiful woman
naked and I kept on my mission as I grabbed at the front of her pants and
quickly undid them and pulled the zipper down just as quickly.  I knelt
down in front of her and as I did, pulled her pants down with me, pausing
only long enough to reach down and quickly pull off her shoes.  Quickly,
her pants were off and she was in front of me in just her panties as I
knelt before her.

   As I looked forward, I could see a tiny wet spot on her panties and I
ran the tip of my finger over it, delicately pushing my finger into the
fabric and pressing it harder against her pussy.  Again, she let out a
little moan and put her hands on my head to steady herself.  "Oh, baby, no.
This is so wrong, we can't." I just ignored her and moved quickly to hook
my fingers into the waist band of her panties and pulled them down her
awesome legs, reaching my goal of at least seeing all of her body.  I
quickly stood up and pulled my shirt off and reached to unbutton my pants,
simultaneously kicking off my shoes.  "Chuck, please, don't take off your
clothes.  I've got to get dressed and leave, we can't do this.  It seemed
so right, but I'm married and I love my husband and my son so much and
can't risk losing that."

   Her speech didn't stop me from undressing and I was fast enough to grab
her and stop her when she went to bend down and pick up her clothes.

   "Paula, I can't stop now.  I've wanted you for so long and there's no
way I'm going to stop now.  I'm going to make you cum over and over again."

   With that, I grabbed her and kissed her.  She moaned quietly and didn't
exactly return the kiss, but she didn't offer a lot of resistance.  I could
feel her pulling away slightly, but I pulled her to me twice as hard,
hoping she would get the idea that neither of us were going anywhere.  I
kept my hold on her as I again knelt in front of her.  I moved my head
between her legs, which were clamped together.  Grabbing each of her legs,
I forced them apart as my head continued to move toward that wonderful
pussy.  As I got close, I stuck out my tongue and ran it over her pussy
lips, making her gasp.  I was still holding her legs and I could feel them
actually go weak and she again had to put her hands on my head to steady
herself.  She just kept moaning over and over, "No, please, don't.  This is
so wrong."

   Without saying a word, I drove my open mouth into her pussy and started
to lick her up and down.  "No, we can't do...  uh, uh, no, please.  Stop.
This is wrong, please, Chuck, please don't do this." My hands moved up and
cupped her ass cheeks as I drove my mouth harder into her pussy.  She was
still protesting, but her words were interrupted by more and more moans and
her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, both from my saliva and the fact
that she really was turned on, but refused to let herself admit it.

   My tongue was licking up and down her pussy and I took my hands off her
wonderful ass long enough to spread her pussy and wrap my tongue around her
clit.  I pushed both of my thumbs into her pussy and started to move them
back and forth.  When I started to suck her pussy lips into my mouth, I
noticed that she was putting more and more weight on my.  She was breathing
hard and every time she exhaled, she let out a soft moan.  She was still
insisting this couldn't happen, but every other indication she gave was
that she was loving the attention that I was giving to her pussy.  She had
her hands on my head and started to try to push my mouth away from her
pussy, so I grabbed both of her wrists and held them behind her back as my
mouth continued assaulting her pussy.  She struggled, but couldn't get away
from me.  As I alternated between licking her clit, pushing my tongue into
her pussy and sucking her pussy lips between my lips, she again softened
her struggle.

   "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm cumming.  Please, no, this isn't right, I can't...
uuuggggghhhhh.  Oh, no, plea...  uuuggggghhhhhh, I can't....  oh, I'm
cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." was all she kept saying, over and over.
After continuing to lick her pussy until she finally came down from her
orgasm, I eventually got up and went to work sucking on her beautiful
breasts, causing her to whimper slightly.  I moved her around and guided
her onto the bed and guided her head to my cock and even though she was
still conflicted about what was happening, she went to work sucking on my
dick, moving her head up and down while slowly starting to rub my balls
with her hand.  She moaned and whimpered quietly while she was sucking my
cock, knowing that she shouldn't be doing any of this, but yet loving every
minute of it.  Her hesitance about what we were doing was actually a huge
turn on for me.  I had never thought of forcing myself on a woman and was
never the most outgoing or aggressive guy in the world, but her reluctance
was turning me on and I was enjoying feeling somewhat of a power in the
situation.

   I pulled her up off of my cock and moved her onto her back, positioning
myself between her legs.  "No, please.  I'll make you cum, but please don't
fuck me.  Please don't, we can't."

   "Babe, I have to be inside of you, I've wanted to be inside of you for
so long.  I've even jerked off thinking about how hot and wet your pussy
must be," I told her.

   I slowly put my dick against her pussy and started to slide into her and
she was even hotter and wetter than I ever imagined even though she was
struggling with all of the thoughts going through her head.  "Oh, God, no,
please.  Uuuunnnngggghhhhh," she moaned as I slid further into her.  As I
started to move in and out of her, she stared at me with a look of
confusion and part fear, but slowly, her legs spread wider apart and when
my pace started to pick up, she instinctively wrapped her legs around me.
"That's it, baby.  Just lay back and take it, I want to fuck you so bad.  I
want you to cum all over my cock."

   Before I knew it, my pace had picked up considerably and I realized that
she was now moaning more than before.  Slowly, her body started to rock
back and forth and the look on her face contorted from fear into pleasure.
She opened her eyes and looked into mine as she moved quicker and pulled me
into her with her legs.  "Oh, yeah.  Spray me, baby, cum inside of me.  I
want to feel you cum."

   That spurred me on even more and I started to fuck her harder and
harder. "I'm gonna fuck you, baby.  You're gonna cum harder than you ever
have, Paula.  Come on, cum all over my cock.  You want this baby, don't
you?"

   "Oh, God yes.  I want you.  Fuck me, cum inside of me, make me cum all
over that hard cock.  It's sooooo gooood, uuuuhhhhh."

   "You still want to leave, Paula?  You still want me to stop?"

   "No, please.  Fuck me, don't ever stop fucking me, baby....  Oh, oh, oh,
oh, I'm gonna cum.  Fuck meeee.  Oh yeah, I'm cumming all over your dick.
Please don't stop, mmmmuuuuhhh."

   I continued to pound into her and could feel cum starting to move toward
the tip of my cock.  I forced myself to ignore just how good her pussy
felt, because I didn't want to cum just yet.  I was able to put off my cum
and get her off a couple more times before she started begging for me to
cum insider of her."

   "Oh yeah, please spray me with that hot cum.  Oh, pleeeaaaassssseee. 
Burn my pussy with that cum!"

   I allowed myself to start paying attention to fucking her again and was
ready to give her the cum that she wanted.  Her breasts weren't huge, but
they were bouncing in rhythm to my fucking and her face was filled with
passion as she stared into my eyes and kept begging me to cum.  I let loose
with a huge load of cum and she started to shake and cry as another orgasm
came over her brought on by the load of cum that I had just sprayed into
her.  We slowed our fucking to a stop and I rolled over to the side of the
bed and she rolled over with me, kissing me and rubbing my face.  She
reached down and rubbed my slick cock, spreading juices all over my balls
and drawing it up onto my stomach.  She then took her cum soaked palm and
rubbed her breast, moaning softly as she did.  Eventually, she layed her
head on my chest and we just stayed there.  We both must have drifted off
and when I woke up, she was still sleeping with her head on my chest, but
she was still whimpering slightly.  I couldn't tell if it was because she
was so completely satisfied or because she was thinking of how she had just
betrayed her husband, but either way was fine with me.

   Time passed and she had almost over slept.  She had to quickly jump out
of my bed and shower so she could pick up her son and take him to her
friend's house.  As she was leaving, she stopped to hug me and I asked if
she would be coming back after dinner.  She looked deeply into my eyes with
that same look of confusion and fear and answered my question by kissing me
passionately and pulling me tighter to her.  "I can't stop this, but to be
honest, I wish that I could; it's so wrong and I'll lose everything if
we're ever caught.  We kissed again and as she left, she turned her head
and smiled at me, letting me know she would be back and there were even
hotter times to come.

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