I've always wanted to tell this story. It's something I have wanted to share for a long time, but it was never safe to do so till now. This happened one hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1983. My parent's pastor was a burly, hulking man of 6'3" with a booming voice and a firm handshake. Each Sunday he thundered out dire warnings of God's coming wrath for sinn...
My name is Steve, and I have the model life. I have a gorgeous wife, Katie, who I will describe more later, because it's an important part of my story. I have a smart and handsome son, Simon. I go to church on Sundays, and our congregation is led by a wise and spiritual man we all just call The Pastor, and he has been so much more than a priest in my life. H...
"So tell me, Manny, why is it that you came to see me?" Pastor O'Malley asked kindly. "Well Pastor, I just get the feeling, that there aren't any good people left in our neighborhood. You know, everyone's like sleeping around and prostituting for fun and profit, and I think the whole neighborhood is going to Hell," Manny replied, his hands fidgeting so muc...
Charity Begins Charles was a lowly cordwainer (a cobbler in modern terms). A religious man whose wife died during the plague outbreak in 1665. He lived in an isolated community in Essex, with his only daughter Charity. Age and failing eyesight meant that he could no longer make much of a living. He worried about his daughter who, having reached the age of...
Julie had been a loving and devoted Pastor's wife for more than 28 years. During that time she had been faithful to him, even though somewhat sexually unsatisfied. She was a beautiful woman who had been blessed with a great body, a body that had not gone unnoticed by male parishioners at the various churches they had been assigned. One would think that chur...
"Zero to one hundred in five seconds," thought Jack. A very short time ago he considered himself the least sexually experienced college freshman on the planet. Now he was being sucked off by none other than the college Pastor's wife. Monday's induction day at the college seemed an age ago. He had attended a session on extra-curricular sporting and recreati...
I'd like to thank my readers for their patience as I work on sequels to my chapter stories. Until then, here is a little something I hope you enjoy. I'm not usually a fan of switching perspectives, but I felt it worked well in this case. Thank you, and as always, feedback is appreciated. Miranda I can't believe it. My mother can be so infuriating... just s...
I went to the strangest prayer meeting ever last night. You wouldn't believe it. I showed up at the parsonage at exactly 7:00. I rang the doorbell and the pastor's wife ushered me into the living room. I couldn't help but notice her nice full breasts pushing against the fabric of her blouse. She led the way up the split level stairs and gave me a nice view...
The party is about to start. Rob and Joe have the pastor's yard looking great with the fountain and oversized fishpond being the central focus with flowers and shrubs bringing the yard alive. Several benches have been placed around the yard to give different views. One bench at the back of the property looks out over the city and is secluded from view of the...
Some years after we got married, my wife and I moved to a small, rural, mid-western town. It represented the quiet life we sought, combined with the ability to work from home and when necessary reach an airport an hour away. My wife and I both needed to take a few days on business travel each month. Between the two of us, Jenny was always more interested in...