Eve Jensen was on her knees. This was not unusual as she loved being fucked from behind in the "doggy" position.
But this was the compete opposite, she was kneeling in church. Praying that her latest sexual adventure would come to fruition.
Since being dumped by Carl King, Eve had set out to have sex with as many villagers as possible. Men and women.
Cain Dingle had been the first, and the easiest, Cain would fuck anyone with a pulse. Genni Walker, her first woman was next. A few drinks and Genni's long period of sexual frustration, soon had her hand in Genni's panties. Bob Hope, reluctant at first, soon succumbed at the mention of the words, blow and job. The fact that Genni had joined them in a threesome, was the icing on the cake. Now her biggest challenge to date, the village vicar, Ashley Thomas.
She had dressed to seduce. A clingy top, with just enough cleavage to entice, the bra, sheer to allow the nipples to stick out. The skirt, hardly a mini, but short enough to give a hint of her white panties when seated.
She had thought long and hard about Ashley, not only was he a vicar, but seemingly happily married to Laurel, with two kids in tow. But she loved a challenge and if she could bring this off, no one in the village was safe.
She heard the church door open, then close and Ashley's footsteps echoing in the empty church.
"Oh, Eve, sorry I did not expect anyone to be in church, though you are more than welcome." stuttered a surprised Ashley.
Eve got up from her knees and sat in the pew. Ashley walked down the aisle, a box of new hymn books in his arms.
"We don't see you in here very often, weddings and funerals usually, is there a problem?" enquired Ashley.
Eve looked at the vicar, her big blue eyes filling with tears, she swallowed and said.
"My life's a fucking mess, sorry Ashley, I forgot I was in church" said Eve apologetically. She continued, "I am 30, I live with my gran in a village, with hardly any eligible men. I have a dead end job, working for a little rich girl, who could on a whim, jet off to her mother in Canada, leaving me jobless, what a fuc...., sorry again, mess." Eve started to sob as she finished her little outburst and looked imploringly at Ashley.
Being the compassionate man he was Ashley held out his arms to the distraught woman, who instantly was wrapped in them, her tears wetting the shoulder of his light blue shirt.
"Object one achieved" Eve said to herself as she continued to sob.
After a while, Eve composed herself and said "sorry about that, but I am so fed up with life, I am considering ending it once and for all."
Ashley was shocked by this and said," You must never say that, things are never that bad. we can work something out."
With that Ashley led her into the vestry and made her a cup of tea, seemingly the British answer to all problems.
Eve sat on a small sofa in the vestry and much a he wished he could avert his eyes, they were drawn to the little flash of white at the junction of Eve's thighs each time the young woman moved. He might be a man of god, but he was still a man. Eve began to unwind a little as she told her sad, well rehearsed story. Holding out her hand to be held, when she reached a poignant part.
"Lead me not into temptation." Ashley thought to himself as his eyes left Eve's and lowered onto those magnificent breasts, nipples rigid within the confines of her sheer bra.
Ashley enjoyed an active and somewhat unusual sex life with Laurel, but the sight of the beautiful creature before him fired his imagination as to what pleasures she could bestow.
Suddenly Eve began to sob again, throwing herself into Ashley's arms. He comforted her, but when she raised her face, streaked with mascara that had run, eyes full of tears, he could not resist and placed his lips on hers.
She tasted so sweet, her tongue snaked into his mouth, seeking his.
"Sorry, I can't do this," said Ashley as he broke the kiss.
Eve, determined to not let the opportunity pass, pulled her top over her head and casting it aside said "Please Ashley, its been months, I need a release."
Ashley gazed at the young girl opposite. Her bra barely hid her breasts, the nipples large and engorged strained against the fabric. She then placed her hands behind her and unclipped the bra, letting the garment slip from her, revealing the finest pair of breasts Ashley had ever seen.
"Sorry, Eve its not going to happen." Ashley insisted.
But the determined girl reached over and stroked the bulge in the front of his slacks.
"This says it is." said Eve, continuing to massage his ever growing erection.
She slipped to her knees before him. Seemingly powerless to stop her, he watched as she pulled down the zipper on his pants, her hand seeking his penis.
"Nice one vicar," said Eve as she released him from his shorts.