Alfred Wallace kept normal hours at his church office. He was not surprised when Beth Anderson sheepishly walked into his office.
"Hi Beth, how are you?" he said as he stood up to greet her.
"Not too well Reverend Wallace," she replied.
"Well tell me what I can do to help," Reverend Wallace said.
"After our counseling session I felt worse than ever. I was so ashamed of you seeing me like that but I was also ashamed of being so weak that I could not let you help me," Beth said and began to cry.
"Come on in and let's talk about this," Reverend Wallace replied and shut the office door. He also made a point to lock it.
Beth sat down in the chair next to his desk.
"I went home and tried to talk to Mike. I did not tell him anything about what we did other than I was thinking of having you counsel me. Mike thought it was a good idea. He said I had too many hang ups and this was hurting our marriage. He said sometimes he did not think we should have gotten married," Beth said and tears began to flow down her cheeks.
"Okay Beth tell me what I can do to help you, What do you want me to do?" he asked.
"I want you to help me learn how to please Mike. I want to make him happy and be a good wife," Beth pleaded.
"What do you want me to do Beth?"
"Can continue with what we began last week? Do you think it would help me be a good wife?" Beth whimpered.
"If you are you sure then we can proceed with the counseling." he said.
"Yes, I am sure. I will do whatever it is that will allow you to help me with my problems at home," Beth answered.
"Okay, if you are sure I have some time right now to work with you. It is up to you."
"I am ready Reverend Wallace."
"Okay Beth as I remembered I had instructed you on what we were going to do. I have to emphasize the fact that everything has to be confidential both for your protection and for mine. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Remember you can stop me at any point by simply telling me to stop."
"Yes, I remember. I will do whatever you tell me."
"We will begin where we left off." Reverend Wallace noticed that Beth was wearing a loose fitting blouse and blue jeans. "Stand her before me." Beth got up moved to where he sat. "Take off the blouse and the jeans," he instructed as she stood directly before him.
Beth complied. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and laid it on the desk. She then unbuttoned her jeans and stepped out of them.
Reverend Wallace looked at Beth. She stood before him and a rather unflattering bra covering her 36C breasts. She also wore white cotton panties. She stood there with her sneakers and white socks.
"How do you feel Beth?" he asked.
"I feel very ashamed of standing here with you looking at my body."
"Do you feel anything else?"
"Not really," she answered.
"Search through your body. Do any parts of your body have any odd sensations such as tingling?"
Beth thought about this and was shocked to notice that her nipples were beginning to harden. The more she noticed this the more her nipples began to respond. Her anxiety level began to rise thinking maybe the Reverend would be able to see her nipples protruding through the bra.
Reverend Wallace watched Beth and knew that she had noticed something.
"What are you feeling Beth?"
"I don't know. I feel kind of funny." Beth almost whispered, "My breasts feel funny."
"How do you breasts feel Beth?" he asked and leaned forward slightly.
"My nipples feel tinglely," Beth said in complete embarrassment.
"Okay that is a good sign. Let me see them."
"What did you say?" Beth asked in amazement.
"Show me your titties," Reverend Wallace said using words that he knew would further shock Beth.
"It would not be right for you to see my titties, I mean my breasts," Beth said quickly correcting her words.
"It would be very therapeutic for you to show me your titties."
Beth looked at the floor and felt tears begin to form in her eyes.
"No Beth I don't want to see tears, I want to see your titties," he said with a tone that indicated his impatience.
Beth reached behind her and began to fumble with the bra. As Beth began to unclasp her bra she was shocked to notice again that her titties were becoming excited. She could not believe that she was excited by the fact she was going to show her minister her titties.
Beth let the bra dropped to the floor. She stood there and allowed Reverend Wallace to have a full view of her breasts.
"Beth, you have lovely titties," Reverend Wallace said.
"Thanks you Reverend," Beth did not know what to say. She watched as the Reverend's eyes drank in the sight of her almost perfect titties. Her brown nipples stood very erect and it was not because of the cold. Beth could feel her entire body tingle as Reverend Wallace's eyes moved across her body.
"How do you feel Beth?"
"I feel really strange," she replied.
"How does it feel for you to be standing here letting me look at your pretty titties?" he asked.
"It is very uncomfortable."
Reverend Wallace had noticed Beth's erect nipples. He had also noticed the change in Beth's breath to more rapid shallow breathing. There was also a flush in her cheeks. He decided to push Beth a little.
"Beth, you looked like you are having some sexual feelings," he suddenly said.
This took Beth off guard.
"No Reverend, I don't have any of those feelings." Even as Beth said this old issues resurfaced regarding her father and some of the mixed emotions she had then. This was becoming too much for Beth because she knew she was having sexual feelings and they were fast becoming more intense.
"Beth you know you can't lie to me," he said.
"Oh Reverend I don't know what to say."
"Take off your panties," Reverend Wallace suddenly ordered.
Beth in her confused state simply responded by pulling down her panties and stepping out of them. She was now standing totally naked before Reverend Wallace.
Reverend Wallace noticed that Beth did not shave her pubic hair and had a rather large patch of dark hair covering her pubic area.
"How do you feel now that I am looking at your titties and your pussy?"
"I don't know Reverend. I feel very confused. I don't know how I feel."
"Beth it is normal for a man to fully enjoy looking at woman's body. You are confused due to some things your father said and did to you. It is not okay for a father to abuse his daughter. It is okay for a man to be sexually aroused looking at a pretty woman such as yourself. Even a minister gets turned on. Do you understand Beth?"
"I guess so," Beth answered not knowing what was happening.
"Beth, as a woman you should be complimented that when a man looks upon your body he begins to feel things. Even a minister gets a hard dick when he looks at a pussy like yours," Reverend Wallace continued feeling his hard dick poking against the fabric of his trousers.
Beth could hear his words but she felt as if she were in a dense fog. Her body was sending her mixed signals of sensations. She continued to feel very ashamed of what she was doing but as the Reverend gave her permission she began to experience other feelings as well.
"Beth you are a woman and it is natural for a woman to please her man," Reverend Wallace told Beth expressing his own ideas about women and how they exist primarily to serve men. "Beth it is only natural that you would become sexually excited by showing me your body. Human beings are very sexual creatures," he continued.
Beth was now beginning to experience her own sexuality. Long ago she had sublimated many of these feelings. Her father had scolded her on the evils of the body. Now she was wondering if her father had been wrong. Memories of her own young sexual explorations of herself began to emerge in her consciousness.
"Beth do you feel it?" the Reverend shouted in his most fervent minister's voice.
"Beth do you feel it down deep, down deep in her pussy? Do you feel your button awakening, awakening to the spirit of your own animalistic desires? Do you feel it Beth?"
