Hello my name is Rebecca Mae Martin Mishler. I was born in the year of 1972, the second child of a very conservative Mennonite family. I have two brothers Peter and Jacob, both are younger. I also have two sisters Sarah and Rachel.
For my entire childhood we attended church on a regular basis, three times each and every week. My parents were very strict, we lived by the good book and towed the line...or else. This type of strictness usually leads to making a few bad or improper decisions.
My senior year in college, I met a man by the name of Jason Smith. Jason wasn't raised in the Mennonite church and didn't have the same upbringing or background or even values that I'd been raised with. He was wild and crazy and enjoyed getting into mischief. Which he did quite frequently. You know the old saying, opposites attract. Well after a little under a year...And against my parents best wishes we were married outside of the Mennonite church.
Soon after my son Jason Jr. was born, then two years later my daughter Ellie Mae came along. And Well...as could be expected things didn't go so well. Jason wasn't into being a parent and started drinking heavily and as time passed by things only got worse. Jason was killed in a drunk driving accident right after our daughter Ellie was born. "He was the drunk driver." Luckily it was a single car accident. So...there I was, a single mother with two small children to raise and no help or father figure available.
For the next several years I concentrated solely on raising my children, no time for other distractions. But you know, it's funny how things usually work out. With both children older and finally in school, I met my current and life long love David Mishler.
Dave had attended the same church as me and my family, I just hadn't noticed him until the time was right. One morning after church we started talking and we really connected. He was sweet a bit shy but very intelligent and good looking. Six feet tall, dark complection and big brown eyes you could get lost in.
After a short courtship we were married, this time with the my fathers and the church's blessing.
My family including my children all loved Dave, and everyone could tell that he adored me.
I'm sorry for being so long winded but I feel it's relevant to my story.
Anyways all of that was fourteen long years ago. I'd taught school for the first twenty years after college and before we could afford for me to retire. I'd taken a part time job in a small clothing store and worked in the office three nights a week, usually Thursday through Saturday. That's where I met Tony. Tony is a handsome young man, a freshman in college who also worked at Yoder's General Store. He was tall and very good looking and always smelled wonderfully. After the store would close, it would take me an hour or so to do the cashout and reports. Often Tony would come into the office and sit with me as I did my paperwork. He was friendly outgoing and very intelligent. As we talked sometimes he would rub my shoulders or stroke my leg. Tony was a flirt to say the least.
And what could I say, being older than Tony...I enjoyed the attention of a much younger man, what woman wouldn't?
One evening as I was closing out the cash drawer, Tony walked up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. Ah I was expecting a nice soft shoulder rub.
But this time instead of rubbing my shoulders, his hands slid down around the front of my blouse and he started unbuttoning my blouse. Surprised I asked him, "What are you doing Tony?" I didn't stop him I just asked him.
Tony took a deep breath, "don't kid yourself Becca, you know as well as I do we have a connection, a sexual tension between us." he paused, "You can feel it as much as I. I can feel your heart racing," He said as he cupped my breasts squeezed and finished unbuttoning the next to last button then the last one.
He spread my blouse wide open and again put both hands on my bra and breasts. I took a deep breath, oh my... what was I going to do? Nothing like this had ever happened before, not even close! My heart raced as Tony unhooked the front clasp of my bra. As he separated the cups, my breasts fell out fully exposed. Tony reached down and stroked both breasts and squeezed them gently. He ran his fingers slowly across and around both nipples and then tugged on them gently. My heart was pounding so hard, I thought it would explode.
Stepping around to the front, he leaned over and started sucking on my nipples, one and then the other. "He paused, "I just had to see your nipples Becca, your large and lovely nipples," he said as he chuckled nervously, "they are constantly trying to show themselves through your bra regardless of the amount of padding!"
Well shoot, I knew my nipples were large, that's the reason I've always worn such a heavily padded bra, just trying to hide them! I guess I hadn't realized just how much they were still visible.
Tony had pulled up a chair and sat down beside me. I knew I needed to stop him...but I just couldn't. I don't know, maybe my relationship with Dave had become dull or boring but for whatever reason, I just couldn't stop him. This was the most excitement I'd felt in years and either wrong or right, I was enjoying young Tony's attention. This boy was younger then either of my children and he found me both sexy and attractive! That was a good feeling, a high even.
I realized I wasn't an homely woman, Five feet six inches tall, green eyes, medium length dark brown hair 120 pounds, 36D 25 36. People say I looked great for my age... But this ...and with a nineteen year old boy? I should make him stop, I should, I know I should I just couldn't.
As he licked and sucked on my nipples he slid his hand up my skirt. Again I should have resisted, but I didn't. He grabbed the front waistband of my panties and pulled down. I raised up off the chair as Tony slid my undies to my ankles. He raised my skirt and look underneath and smiled, then returned to sucking on my nipples one at a time.
I felt his finger as he located my clit. I moaned softly, and spread my legs slowly for him not to notice. I didn't want him to see the pleasure and how eager I was in receiving his attention no matter how wrong it was.
Sucking on my nipples he started fingering me. I couldn't help but wonder as I reached down and felt his red hot throbbing cock through his slacks. Long and skinny it was moist at the tip, leaking through his slacks.
It didn't take long at all, as I climaxed my voice quivered as I moaned. I finally grabbed his hand and asked him to "stop please stop Tony!"
Then with a faint smile I said, "Tony I think you should go now, that was nice, but we shouldn't have let this happen." Guilt had already set in. Being raised in a strong christian home, it's amazing what guilt can do to a person.
Tony stood up, "I'm sorry Becca, it's all my fault, but I just couldn't help myself. You're such a beautiful and sexy woman." He said as he disappeared through the doorway. "Night Becca, see you next week."
There I sat frozen my mind was still racing, far too busy to pay attention to anything else Tony was saying as he left the store . Crap, it had all happened so fast. I was wrong and should NOT have let it happen. But it had happened, crap! Geeze, what was I going to do now. I'm still in love with Dave and Tony well Tony was just a fantasy ...a dream, although the fantasy had became somewhat a reality tonight.
