I was sitting on the edge of my bed, wearing a white dress shirt and red tie, plus black slacks. I could just see Jessica as she was finishing her hair in the bathroom, with her back to me.
"Does it feel weird getting ready for church?" I asked her.
"A little bit," she said. "But I'm excited to hear my dad speak, no matter what I'm feeling about church and religion."
As disappointed as Jessica's parents had been with her about her divorce, moving out, and moving in with me, plus both of us going away from the church, we had been working lately on repairing our relationship with them. We had had dinner with them a few days ago, and they had invited us to go to church that Sunday to hear her dad speak. Jessica, wanting to be supportive, said yes.
I smiled as she turned around and came back into the bedroom. Standing five feet tall, she had her brown hair curled and loose around her face. She wore a cream colored dress that would be considered immodest by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints standards. A two-inch strap held it on her shoulders, but most of her shoulders and all of her arms were bare. It did cover all of her C-cup-sized breasts, but it was tight against her chest and stomach before opening up at her waist and ending just above her knees. She had debated wearing heels but went with a pair of flats instead.
She told me that she was ready, grabbing a light black jacket just in case, and we left the apartment, hand in hand. When we arrived at the church, we walked in, with Jessica getting a look from her mom and dad regarding her dress choice. We said hi to them and to her brother and sister. It had been two weeks since I went to the movies with Hannah, Jessica's sister, and she greeted me with a little hug.
We moved into the chapel, taking a seat in the pew behind Jessica's family, with her dad going up to sit on the stand. As the meeting started, Jessica opened up her phone and started typing something. She leaned the phone over so I could see the message that said, "Doesn't Hannah look super cute today?"
I nodded my head yes and whispered in her ear, "But not as cute as you are."
Jessica silently giggled and typed on her phone, "What would you do if I said I was super horny right now?"
I pulled out my phone and typed out, "I guess it depends. Do you want to wait until we get home?"
"What if I didn't?" She typed back for me to read. I just shook my head with a smile on my face. The conductor of the meeting was reading off some news, and Jessica typed on her phone, "If Dad goes last to talk, I know a hidden spot we can sneak off to. Just don't make it obvious." She finished by telling me where the secret spot was.
The meeting moved into its sacrament phase, which involves the young men passing out bread and water after saying a prayer over them. As we waited for the bread and water, Jessica had her hand on my upper leg, her fingers brushing against my semi-hard cock in my slacks.
After they were done, the conductor read that the meeting would progress, with two speakers first, a music number, and then finishing up with Jessica's dad. As he sat down and the first speaker stood up, Jessica whispered to me, loud enough for her mom to hear that she had to go to the bathroom and get up to leave. A few minutes later, I leaned forward and asked her brother where the men's room was. He quickly whispered directions to me, and I got up and left the meeting hall, awkwardly trying to hide my hard cock by placing my hands in front of my groin.
I followed Jessica's directions to her hidden room, shutting and locking the door behind me. Jessica was already in there and walked towards me. We began to kiss as we moved away from the window, her hands fumbling at my groin to undo my belt and my pants before going into them and wrapping around my cock. I had my hands under her dress as we made out, one hand squeezing her ass through her underwear while I rubbed her vagina with the other hand.
Ending the kiss, Jessica said, "We need to hurry." She turned around, placing her hands up against the wall and spreading her legs as I pulled her underwear down. I pushed her dress up just enough to expose her ass and vagina, stepped forward, and slid my hard, thick, six-inch-long cock into her. I grabbed onto her hips as I started to thrust my hips back and forth.
Jessica had her head down, trying her best not to moan, as I pounded into her. I kept one eye on the door, just waiting for somebody to walk past. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket but ignored it as I slammed into Jessica over and over, hard and fast. The only sounds in the room were my groin hitting against her ass and her muffled moans. I moved one of my hands up and around her, squeezing her breasts through her dress, before going back down to her hip.
Jessica started to push back against me, and I knew I was getting close. I leaned over her, biting my lip, and felt my orgasm hit. I pushed in deep, holding myself there, but using Jessica's body to pump my cock, milking out the cum as it filled her up.
When I was done, I pulled out of her and tried to catch my breath. I found a box of tissues and cleaned off my cock before pulling my slacks back up. Jessica did the same, wiping off her vagina and pulling her underwear back up to her groin.
We left the room after a kiss and making sure the hallway was clear, with Jessica going into a nearby bathroom and me walking back to the chapel. I checked my phone to see a text from Hannah that said, "My mom thinks you two are going to do something naughty."
I laughed and texted her back, "I don't know what you're talking about."
As I entered the chapel, Jessica caught up to me, and we walked in together, going back to sit behind Hannah, her mom, and her brother. Hannah texted me to say, "Seriously, did you two just go and do it?"
"Maybe. Maybe not. It can be hard to resist a pretty girl in a dress," I replied back.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked me as her dad got up to begin his talk.
"Come to my apartment later, and I'll show you," I told her.
After the meeting ended, we talked for a few minutes with her family before they went to their next class. Me and Jessica left the building, holding hands, and got into her car. As we turned it on, I told Jessica what Hannah had texted me, and she said, "Yeah, she texted me too. I told her that it was so much better than listening to the other two talk."
Hannah had texted me again when I got back to my apartment and asked, "Really? You think I want to lose my virginity to my sister's boyfriend on a Sunday after church while wearing my dress?"
I laughed and said, "Well, if it's not like that, how do you want to lose it?"
She replied back, "On my wedding night, after a romantic courtship, a beautiful wedding, and to the man I love."
Before I could respond, she said, "And if it's not like that, I want it to be more romantic than, Hey, I slept with your sister during church; come to my place and I'll show you what I did to her."
"How about after a date at your favorite restaurant? The guy brings you some flowers, makes you laugh and smile the entire night, you go back to his place after dinner, one thing leads to another, and you lose it to him there." I said to her.
"In this scenario, is this guy you?" She asked me.
"Who better to lose your virginity to than a guy that makes your sister want to get up in the middle of church to go fuck?" I asked her back.
"You've got a point," she said before she stopped responding to me.
By this time, I had stripped out of my church clothes and was standing in the bedroom in just my boxers. Jessica had immediately pulled off her dress and underwear as soon as we got home and was using the toilet. When she saw me standing in the bedroom, she said, "If you want to stay like that all day, I would be just fine with it." I told her I had some other plans that involved even less clothes, making Jessica giggle.
A few weeks passed, and me and Jessica woke up early on a Saturday morning to go on a hike. As we started the hike, Jessica asked me if I had heard from Kourtney lately. I told her it had been a couple of days and asked why. "She texted me a pretty revealing picture last night and said that she had been thinking about me. I just thought it was a little strange that she's thinking about me and not you while dressed like this."
I was walking in front of Jessica and turned as she held up the picture of Kourtney on her phone. She was wearing a white crop top with a push-up bra that made her B-cup-sized breasts seem bigger than they really are. With her black hair loose around her face, she had on a pink thong, one I had seen and taken off her a few times, and was at least smiling as she took the picture.
I asked Jessica, "So, what did you tell her after she sent the picture?"
"I told her that she looked hot, and I missed her too," Jessica told me.
"You aren't kidding," I said. "I wonder what she was up to getting dressed like that."
"I don't know. I'll have to text her later and see if I can find out," she said.
The trail we were on was wide at some points, letting us walk while holding hands. When it was narrow, I started to let Jessica go first. With her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, she had put on a hat that day. Wearing a gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up, she debated between jean shorts and spandex shorts. I had finally convinced her to wear the spandex, and she had picked a black pair with a pink strip on each side. I admired both her butt and her legs as she climbed up the trail in front of me.
We hadn't seen anybody else on the trail until we reached the top of it, where two couples were hanging out. We said hi to them before finding a rock to sit on, pulling out a snack, and drinking some water.
"You know, Kourtney told me about the hike you and her went on," Jessica said out of the blue, quiet enough that the other people couldn't hear her.
