From his high school days Jason Saemchenko was interested in the more serious, social, societal issues in life. He was odd, really. His parents put it differently
"Jason is just a bit more centred than most of his peers, the kind of student all of his teachers really enjoyed having in their class room."
It was however a little surprising to his parents that he wanted to become an ordained minister, they had figured him for a lawyer type or at least something secular. They were also quite sure that given his youth and based on their own life experience, he would change his career plans a few times before he got to retirement age. Jason was not deterred and with his Masters of divinity degree was now on his first pastoral charge just outside the city of Vancouver. It was here that the pastor and the sexy wife, Belinda would settle for the next few years at least that was his plan.
Belinda Vail was not quite as enthralled as Jason when they first met. Belinda had a classic apple bum with a set of firm full boobs, a strikingly narrow waist and those flaring hips made for an awesome picture in a bikini as a 19 year old university student. Even fully clothed when she chose to wear those summer outfits, comprised of sleeveless tank tops and wide skirts, with broad belts she was all girl. Her face was long rather than round, framed by strong fiery red locks which were bobbed now, with caramel eyes the perfect nose, broad sexy lips and full cheeks that always betrayed her when she was forcing herself to be demure but particularly when she was excited. She was very much a modern version of the flower child and liked the party scene. Even though it would be a stretch to call Belinda promiscuous, she was most definitely a tease.
Hers was not a standard childhood compared to most families in Westwood Heights where she eventually grew up. Her mother and father never married but were faithful to each other and lived a somewhat unorthodox life style. He was a naturalist and lived as much as he could in the nude. Since her mother loved her father she was sympathetic to his views and causes and always fiercely independent and opinionated. After Belinda was born she was no less comfortable with nudity but began to see life differently and taking the longer view sought more conventional influences for her daughter. When Belinda was 10, her mother decided to move to Westwood Heights. Belinda and her mum stood out only because Westwood Heights was a more upscale neighbourhood at the time and a single Mum on a nurse's salary were unlikely residents, unless of course the child's father was someone like Lester TeKamp.
Lester was a very talented writer who had the good fortune to be able to turn his chronic cynical view of the world into best-selling mystery novels. The occasional screen play resulting from these novels added to Lester's independence. Belinda loved her Dad and never saw his odd behaviour as anything more than just her father being exactly who he was, eccentric............
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"Belinda ...you have got to be kidding!!" Jason's voice is almost a soprano high pitched squeal and Belinda recognizes this tone and sees his face becoming flushed. He is truly stressed. Whenever she was able to elicit this tone in his voice she knew she really got his attention. Mind you with the hottest temperatures on record for a July it probably would not take much this month.
"You are honestly seriously considering another jaunt with Julie when you know how I feel about her???"
"Jason just hear me out.....please. You know how I am. I have never pretended to be anything other than honest with you. You should also know that when my actions could affect you, I am always thoughtful about your feelings."
Belinda moves from leaning her athletic frame up against the door jamb of Jason's home office and strides directly over to where he is sitting in his office chair, tilted back slightly because of the conversation and the disparity in elevation between them. Belinda is dressed in a wide white patterned cotton skirt and in taking those long strides to get to Jason the hem rides way up her tanned thighs and immediately attracts her husband's gaze. Her full breasts are just barely contained in a sleeveless tank top that ties at the back of her long sleek neck, the single simple knot of cloth hidden by her blonde locks trimmed short, framing her face. She is trying to be comfortable and sexy and most times her husband has issues with her efforts and the success of those efforts.
Completely unintentionally she flashes her husband as she squats in front of him, spreading her knees because that was the only way to stop herself from falling over, trapping his own hairy legs dangling from navy shorts between her own knees. Even though it was literally a split second, it was long enough for him to notice she was wearing a pair of those sexy black lace Victoria's Secret Cheekies that he had gotten her for Valentine's Day. Jason swallows hard and clears his throat nervously; he is finding it tough to remain angry or upset and is hoping his cock does not further betray him. Belinda demurely slaps her skirt down between her knees to bring the show to an abrupt end. At the same time and in response to this action her skirt climbs along her thighs and the hem settles about midway up. As she squats in this subordinate position, her eyes travel from gazing at her husband's knee caps to look deep into his eyes she momentarily catches a view down the right leg of her husband's shorts and realizes he is going commando today. This discovery brings the flicker of a smirk to her lips.
In the midst of this conversation between Belinda and Jason, Belinda remembers the last escapade with herself and Julie. That singular event was momentous for Belinda and the memories come flooding back with a reality that surprises her............
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Julie Barnhart is a really good looking woman. She is one of those fortunate people who never had a doubt about what she wanted, to be, a photographer. One of her trademarks has become Flash Nude Escapades; shooting nude models in perfectly normal out door settings, typically with the general public completely unawares. She had gotten so good at this that her exploits were becoming famous, making her somewhat of a cult type mini celebrity. There was never any warning. When the word had gotten out to the general public the shoot was over. She constantly harassed Belinda to be one of her models but she consistently refused. It wasn't a modesty issue, Belinda knew how Jason would feel and she really was only thinking of him when she would turn Julie down. Belinda's resolve for making excuses was weakening and Julie felt it would only be a matter of time before she gave in. Belinda was also bothered by the conflict produced by refusing her friend when she weighed her husband's comfort against her own sense of real adventure. Julie could not see Belinda's point of view. Julie felt that it was certainly worth one more try to get her friend onto one of her Flash Shoots as she called them. It was becoming an obsession. The potential drama and resulting chaos was just too much to pass up.........
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"Hey girl is this really you?" Belinda picks up the receiver to hear a familiar voice on the other end. It was her girl Julie.
"Look I am down town, why don't you catch the sky train down to the Market Square. I am staying at the Hyatt but I got this real interesting person I want you to meet."
"Is this someone in the business or a real close friend?" Belinda's curiosity is always on alert with Julie. Working as a professional photographer, there was no end of interesting people Julie liked to introduce to her friend. She enjoyed the psychological double bind she would place on Belinda in certain circumstances. This was not lost on Belinda who was increasingly cautious because she knew her friend so well. However, upon occasion, she would slip up.
"Sort of," came the answer.
"That's hardly an answer."
"Look," Julie continues, "Can you get down here tomorrow evening? I know you need warning so that you can apply for permission so that the great Lucifer can pray on it."