Based on the feedback from my decision to end the Photographer series, I have decided to respond to my reader's request and keep the series going. One reader suggested it was time to bring Greg and Annie's parents up to date with what is happening in their children's lives. When they went to the cottage for the summer, Annie had one more year of college and they were going to try to save enough money to send Greg to college after Annie graduated. Annie and Greg had been evasive about what they were doing this summer and had sent them letters from New York and Tuscany without explanation as to why they were in those places.
The story begins with Mrs. Blair visiting their parents at the cabin to bring them up to date. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson had attended college with Mrs. Blair. Mrs. Johnson and Mrs. Blair had been in the same sorority. They had been very active in the party life at college, which is where Mr. and Mrs. Johnson met. He was in a fraternity that had many joint activities with her sorority. They were married during their senior year. Mrs. Blair married Dave, the boy she had gone all through school with prior to going to college. His parents owned many companies and were quite wealthy. She also came from a very wealthy family from Tuscany.
A few years after they were married Mrs. Blair went to visit the Johnson's in their home. When she arrived she discovered that Mrs. Johnson was visiting her sister in another state. Mrs. Blair apologized for not calling ahead and was about to leave when Mr. Johnson said, "Why don't we have dinner together tonight?" Since her husband was also out of town it seemed like a good idea. Although they had never dated, one night during a sorority party dare, she had given him a blowjob. She had wanted more, but that wasn't possible at the time.
As they sat in a dark restaurant finishing their second bottle of wine, they were both remembering that night. Mrs. Blair asked, "What do you remember most about our college years."
Without hesitation he replied, "The night you took the dare at the sorority party."
"I remember that night also." Nothing more was said as they finished their wine and started the walk back to the Johnson home.
"How about a nightcap? Mr. Johnson asked.
"I really should be going home," she replied. He took her hand and led her into the house. The minute he closed the door, they came together and their lips met. They began stripping clothes from each other. They both knew they had something to finish.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. "I never got to return the favor." He positioned his head between her legs and started kissing her thighs. She pulled his head toward her pussy and his tongue explored before probing. Her body started to respond and she was thrusting against his tongue when a wave broke over her shaking her whole body. As that orgasm began to fade he moved up and entered her with the largest cock that had ever been in her body. They spent the night together making love several times and showered together before she left in the morning. The last thing she did before she left was to wash the linens and remake the bed.
Mrs. Blair smiled remembering that night as she drove to their cabin. They were both glad to see her. As Mr. Johnson was grilling the steaks and the women were fixing the salad, Mrs. Johnson said that earlier in the day she and her husband were talking about the night that Mrs. Blair and Mr. Johnson spent together when she was at her sister's years ago.
It surprised Mrs. Blair so much that she almost cut her finger as she suddenly stopped chopping vegetables for the salad. "How long have you known about that night?"
"From the next day when I arrived home. My husband has never done laundry in his life and I recognized the meticulous way you fold the corners of the sheets and the way you hang towels."
"You must have really been angry with me."
"Not at all. The only reason I went to my sister's house was to get laid by her husband. She was out of town." She and I have shared our husbands over the years the same way you and I shared boyfriends in college." The two women hugged each other and started to laugh. "I have to go to a library meeting for a couple of hours after dinner. Don't bother washing the sheets this time."
Mr. Johnson walked back in and asked, "Are you setting me up again?"
"Are you complaining?"
"Not at all as long as Martha is ok with the idea."
"I would enjoy a trip down memory lane. How are those steaks coming? We wouldn't want to make your wife late for her meeting."
During dinner she brought them up to date with what was going on with her and how Greg and Annie had been an integral part of gathering unbelievable evidence to expedite her divorce. She also shared that she was paying for both of their college educations including graduate work. She told them how impressed the FBI had been with all the data Greg had collected and that the FBI had offered them both jobs.
The Johnson's couldn't believe that the FBI had paid them so much money for gathering the information.
"I want to let them tell you about their college plans. They are going to continue to work on assignments for Attorney Barker." She decided to let Greg and Annie share anything they wanted to share about their love lives.
As soon as Mrs. Johnson left for her meeting, Mrs. Blair and Mr. Johnson were in each other's arms.
"Can that tongue of your's still turn a woman on?"
"I will let you be the judge of that," Mr. Blair said. It was like someone turned the clock back 25 years. The made love with all the passion they had experienced long ago. They showered together and were sitting in the den having a glass of brandy when Mrs. Johnson returned from her meeting.
Mrs. Blair slept in the guestroom that night thinking how good life is when you have true friends that know what you need. She returned home the next morning. The Johnsons closed the cabin for the season and returned home the following week.
Annie and Greg went to the church to meet with the pastor who suspected his wife of cheating on him to get expensive items. Greg had the pastor draw a rough layout of the rooms, so he would know what he needed in the way of cameras. He determined he would not have to buy any new equipment since he had recovered all the cameras from previous jobs.
The following day they spent all day setting up the cameras and told the pastor to call them when he was leaving town. That evening he and Annie were testing the computers to be sure they were connecting to all the cameras. They saw the pastor sitting in his office when the parsonage doorbell rang. To their amazement it was the Mayor's wife. He greeted her with a kiss and they went in the den for a glass of wine. They were sitting side by side on the sofa and she had her hand on the pastor's thigh.
Greg called Mrs. Blair and said, "Turn your computer on. I have a show you will enjoy.
Of course the pastor didn't think the cameras would be turned on until tomorrow when he was leaving.
The mayor's wife was definitely there with an agenda. "I am hoping that you are going to support my husband for reelection from the pulpit."
"I have tried in the past to keep politics out of the pulpit."
Moving her hand up the pastor's leg until her hand was resting on his cock, the Mayor's wife asked, "What would it take for you to make an exception just one time?" As he was thinking about it, she began to undo her blouse. She definitely had his attention. He didn't say anything, he just watched as she pulled back her blouse to expose the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. She took his hand and placed it inside her blouse. He didn't put up any resistance as she moved forward to kiss him. Pulling back, she buttoned her blouse and said "We could have a good time together as long as you slip a positive comment in occasionally. People respect what you have to say."
As they stood at the door saying goodbye, she reached between his legs and said, "It appears I have gotten your attention."
After she left, the pastor went to the shower and jerked off thinking about the offer he had just received. They had cut the feed to Mrs. Blair after the Mayor's wife left, but Annie watched with great interest.
Annie said, "I am going to watch his sermons with a new appreciation."
The pastor called the next morning to let them know that he was leaving for the conference, so they could go ahead and start the cameras.
As soon as the pastor's wife returned home she starting making calls to the deacons. She made appointments to meet with one male deacon every two hours from 10:00 a.m. until 8:00 p.m. As each one arrived, it was not sex that she had in mind, but rather blackmail to get what she wanted. She wanted the whole parsonage refurbished and all new furniture. She had managed to get something on each one of them.
The first two were both patrons of a strip club 50 miles from the city. One had been photographed picking up a prostitute in the red light district of the city. Two were having affairs with women in the church. The last deacon had a history of drug addiction and theft over 30 years ago.
She gave each of them a detailed list of what she expected. The total came to over $200,000. There was currently only $5,000 dollars in the budget for upgrades to the parsonage. She made it very clear that if anyone voted against the renovations, the pictures would start to appear. They all tried to convince her that it would be difficult to raise that much money.
She just laughed, waved the evidence in front of their faces and said, "The choice is yours. I am sure you can show yourself out."
The rest of the time the pastor was gone, she did nothing out the ordinary. Annie said, "This is clearly the most boring of our assignments. They respected the pastor's wife's privacy and did not watch as long as she was the only person in the house.
"What do we do with this information? Annie asked?
"I don't know. I guess we drop it back in Attorney Barker's lap and let him decide what to do with it." They called Attorney Barker to let him know what had happened. They did not tell him about Annie enjoying watching the pastor jerk off.
When the pastor arrived at Attorney Barker's office he was anxious to find out if his was wife was having some type of affair.
Attorney Barker told him, "Your wife had no sexual activity while you were gone. She invited some of the trustees to the parsonage to go over improvements she would like to have done and furnishings she would like replaced."
Later that day one of the trustees met with the pastor to inform him that they would make another house available to them during the restoration of the parsonage.
The pastor said, "I thought there was only $5,000 available for parsonage repairs."
