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Authors name: Russ Lair (ghostde@yahoo.com)
Story title: The Pastor's Wife
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The Pastor's Wife
Chapter 1
By: Russ Lair
My name is Annie. I'm 30 years old and married to a man who is a
pastor at a baptist church. We had been married for 7 years when
this all took place. (Which was two years ago)
They have a pastor's wives convention every year in a city in the
mid-west and I had been to one before. That time my husband,
Mark, went with me to the convention. This year he couldn't go
due to things he had to get done around the church.
After I arrived at the convention hotel I checked in because it
was late and went to bed. The next day we had all day sessions
on things for Pastor's wives. I didn't really know any of the
other women but I went out and had dinner with three of them.
Then I went back to my room and started watching TV.
So some reason I just couldn't get to sleep and at 10:30 I went
out walking around the hotel. As I walked past the bar area I
noticed people in there dancing away. Before I met and married
Mark I use to love to dance. But the church didn't really
believe in that and Mark, of course, didn't dance.
I fought with myself to go in and finally I thought "What could
it hurt to just go in and get a soda and watch the people dance.
Besides maybe it would make me tired."
So in I went and sat down at a table and ordered a soda. As I
was drinking my soda a man came over and sat down at my table and
introduced his self as Bill. He then asked me to dance. I told
him that I didn't want to dance but just sit and relax. He said
ok and then left. I couldn't help notice, of course, that Bill
was a real good looking guy.
After a while he came over and said, "You really look like you
could use a dance, come on, dance with me." I fought with myself
but thought "What could it hurt." And then said, "Ok." And got up
and followed him onto the dance floor. It was a fast dance so
there wasn't any physical contact.
As soon as that song was over a slow song came on and he pulled
me into his arms and started dancing with me. I was to
embaressed to stop so I continued to dance with him. After the
dance was done he asked if I wanted to join his group and for
some reason I said yes and we went to sit down.
His group consisted of two other guys, Jim and Tom. When the
waiter came over he asked what I wanted to drink and I said a
soda. Bill spoke up and said, "Bring her a screwdriver." Not
knowing that at one time I use to like them. Again, I didn't
object or say anything.
The screwdriver went down real easy and before long I was
drinking another and then another. In between the drinking I
went out and danced with all three guys. I was really having a
good time. The last time I was again dancing with Bill to a fast
song and another slow one came on. He pulled me close and
started to dance with me. As we danced he pulled me close to him
and I couldn't help but feel a bulge push against me. I realized
right away what it was and my mind started to wonder what it
looked like. I stopped myself from thinking that way but the
thoughts came again as he grinded his bulge against me as we
danced some more.
We finally got back to the table and I was a little flustered not
to mention drunk. I thought it was time for me to leave and told
them so. They all begged me to stay but I knew I had to get out
of there. I finally told them I wasn't feel well and need to get
to the bathroom. Bill offered to walk me to my room and I said
he didn't need to do that. He said, "You aren't feeling good so
I insist." So we left.
While on the elevator going up I somehow lost my footing (due to
the drinking I'm sure) and fell back. As I did I put my hands
out and one of them landed right on Bill's bulge. Without
thinking I grabbed it. Then let go real quick. I said, "Excuse
me." And Bill said, "No problem." As he smiled down at me.
We got to my room door and I thanked him for walking me back and
assured him I'd be alright now. He said, "Are you sure? You
don't look like you feel that good." I assured him I was and
opened the door. He walked into the room with me before I could
get the door closed. I asked him to leave and he said, "Look,
just go into the bathroom and make sure you are alright and then
when you come out I'll leave." So I did.
While I was in the bathroom my head was spinning. I kept
thinking about Bill's bulge, about touching it, about how I knew
it was bigger than my husband Mark's. Up to this point Mark's
thing was the only one I'd ever seen and I hadn't even touched
his before.
I finally composed myself and walked out of the bathroom. I
couldn't believe what I saw. Bill was leaning up against the
wall and his thing was out of his pants. It was enormous! I
just stared at it and finally said, "Put that thing away. I'm
not that kind of woman." He said, "Well I figured since you
grabbed it you just might want to see it also." I told him that
I didn't mean to grab it and he said very sarcastically, "Sure
you didn't."
I was again staring at it as he moved it around with his hand. I
looked up and him and he said, "Touch it! See how hard and hot
it feels." I reached out with my hand and grabbed it. He was
right, it was hard and hot. My mind was racing. This shouldn't
be happening to me, a pastor's wife.
He put both of his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my
knees in front of him as he said, "Take a closer look at it
Annie." I was now on my knees staring at another man's enormous
thing. He put his one hand on the back of my head and with the
other quided his thing to my face. He finally said, "Suck it!
Make it feel good!"
I had never ever had a man's thing in my mouth and my mind was
really racing. He rubbed it on my lips and without even thinking
I opened my mouth and his thing went in.
"That's it Annie. Suck it! Make it feel good." Bill said as he
started to push his thing in and out of my mouth. I couldn't
believe that I was on my knees in front of some man sucking on
this thing!
Finally Bill grabbed both sides of my head and started to push it
in and out of my mouth faster. He started saying, "Suck it
Annie. Suck Bill's cock. Suck it you cocksucker!" I realized
then and there that I was sucking a man's thing, I was sucking
his cock!
Soon I felt him tense up and then he squirted his stuff into my
mouth. I didn't really know what to do so I simply swallowed it!
Then he zipped up and thanked me and left.
I went to bed wondering what I did and why. Before long my hand,
for the first time in my life, went down between my legs. I
rubbed myself to orgasm thinking of Bill and his big Cock!
End of Chapter 1
Russ Lair (ghostde@yahoo.com)