Matthew had served as a pastor at the local church for a few months now. Andrea thought he preached well, though his teachings were not the primary focus on her mind. She often felt herself distracted by impure thoughts about the pastor. Her eyes would trace the outline of his athletic body, and she would imagine herself being taken advantage of by the handsome man. The fact that he worked in the house of God only intensified her fantasies. She would picture herself sucking on him secretly from beneath the pulpit as he preached. She would fantasize about being stretched naked on a cross for him to taste the flower between her legs. She often found herself getting turned on when she would watch him preach on Sundays, only leaving her with lingering desires that grew stronger and stronger.
Now Andrea was quite stunning herself. Her long golden hair cascaded like a waterfall down her back. When she would walk away every Sunday after talking to him, Matthew's eyes couldn't help but admire the beauty of that long hair that led down to her curvaceous ass. Andrea also had beautiful, crystal blue eyes. Matthew would sometimes get lost in them when they spoke, sometimes losing track of what was even being said. He had a moral duty as the pastor to not give in to these temptations. Still, his mind couldn't help but think about her tanned skin, and the perkiness of her breasts.
One Sunday, Andrea decided to go for a walk around the church after the sermon. There was a long path that made for a great nature walk behind the church. As she started to walk, she thought she heard a familiar voice.
"Hello," Andrea said, though she received no answer. The voice continued to talk.
She walked towards it and came to a window, revealing Matthew's private quarters on the church grounds. Matthew was kneeling down in prayer, his back facing her.
"Heavenly father," he said, "Continue to guide me down the path of righteousness so that I might serve this community. Give me the strength to resist all temptation; Even Andrea, whose body ignites a fire within me that I struggle to control."
Andrea's eyes widened as she heard him speak of her. Matthew then stood up and began to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt all the way down and slipped it off, starting from his broad shoulders. Andrea admired the sight of muscles rippling on his back as he began to undo the belt on his pants. Soon his strong legs were revealed as he stood now only in his boxers. Matthew started to turn around and Andrea ducked beneath the window, escaping his notice.
Matthew decided to shower before he had to give an afternoon sermon. He slipped off his boxers and began to walk into the bathroom. Andrea peaked up and caught a glance of his cock and his tight ass. Andrea felt herself becoming flushed as she heated up from the sight of his masculine beauty.
Matthew got into the shower and turned the water on. Andrea heard it running. She thought about walking away, but her heart and her body ached for her to stay. She walked around the building and found the door entering into Matthew's quarters. Matthew did not hear her enter his room, but he did hear someone enter the bathroom. He could not see Andrea because of the steam and shower curtain. He could only make out the silhouette of a woman.
"Who is there?" he asked.
Andrea didn't answer. Instead, she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall off her shoulders. She undid her bra and let it fall away as well, allowing her breasts to bounce slightly now that they were free from restriction. She began to rub her breasts in front of the shower curtain.
Matthew was able to distinguish the sexual way in which she was touching herself. He blushed as his cock began to harden, fantasizing that it was Andrea. "Whoever it is," he said, "You know this isn't right. You shouldn't be here."
Andrea undid her jeans and slowly stepped out of them, pulling her panties down as well. Her naked body enjoyed the feeling of the steam coming from Matthew's shower. She stepped into the shower, and they faced each other completely for the first time.
