It was early fall and the end of a school day. I was cleaning up my desk in the classroom when the minister's wife walked in.
"Hello Gloria, I was walking by and thought I would stop in and say hello."
"Hi Noreen, I could use some time with an adult," I said with a smile.
Noreen White was about my age or a few years older, I'm 23. Being a minister's wife she didn't accent her attractiveness, but her beauty was so natural it couldn't be hidden by her prim clothing and her red hair worn pulled back in a bun. She was a friendly woman and we've enjoyed each others company at some of the church functions. Her husband was about 10 years older than her and not half as nice, but he does have to instill the wrath of God in us every Sunday, so being too nice I guess wouldn't work. He's not a bad man just not a lot of fun.
Noreen said, "One thing I do have to tell you is that the town is going to have a few of the men fix the roof on your cabin and it might take a few days, would like you stay with the reverend and me while the work is being done?"
"Do you have enough room, it would be such an inconvenience for the both of you," I said.
"You can stay in the spare room in the church hall," She said.
I agreed, not really having much of a choice, but I told her it would be wonderful. We continued to chat about different topics until she realized she had to run along. I closed up the school shortly after she left and walked to my cabin which was only a few 100 feet away.
Being the town "schoolmarm" has been a blessing to me, but it does come with its restrictions. I was a widow and didn't have enough money to return home when my husband was killed. I was lucky enough to be offered the position for two years which included the cabin I'm living in. The restrictions are I get lonely for some excitement. I did have a very exciting adventure with three of my older students during the summer, but that was only a one time thing. How many times can I touch myself at night thinking about that one afternoon?
The men came to fix my roof bright and early in the morning. They loaded my one bag in their wagon and drove me to the Ministers house. While we were approaching the house the Reverend White was leaving in his buggy, he waved and kept going.
Noreen opened the door before I had a chance to knock and helped me bring my bag inside.
"I'm so glad the men drove you here this bag weighs a ton," she said while laughing.
"Just a few things I might need,"I said.
"The Reverend will be away, he had to go to the next county, so you can stay here. It'll be more comfortable then the room in the hall," she told me.
"As long as you don't mind, sounds good to me."
I never realized that there two bedrooms in their home. We dropped my bag in one of the rooms and then went into the kitchen and had a cup of tea. She told me she had to visit a family that was having a streak of bad luck and she wanted to deliver a food basket.
"We'll have to harness the horse and use the old buggy," she said.
"I can do that while you pack the food," I said.
We talked and laughed on the ride. I told her that I went to a girl's boarding school when I was a youngster. She told me about her early days, which were very reserve, so I didn't mention the things I did, didn't want to shock her.
The home we went to was just a mile or so on the edge of town.
When we arrived and just about at the door, a young handsome man answered.
Noreen said she was here to see Mrs. Clayton. He told us that was his grandmother and introduced himself to us as he let us in. Mrs. Clayton was an elderly women and she was sitting in a chair with a cover over her legs to remove the chill, even though the cabin was very comfortable. She was proud as could be about her grandson who we found out was 22 years old, was named Jessie after his father, and traveled three days to check in on her and make sure she was okay. He told us he wanted her to come home with him so he and his wife, Damn, could take care of her.
Noreen and I sat on the settee opposite Mrs. Clayton and Jessie excused himself so he could clean off after doing some neglected chores. He went into a room that Noreen and I could see when we looked past Mrs. Clayton. Jessie left the door half opened, but he was out of view. While the three of us were chatting I saw Jessie walk by the open door with his pants on, but bare chested, I don't know if Noreen saw him or not. A short time later he walked by the door again and he was completely naked! I know Noreen saw him then because she jumped like she was hit by lightening. I had to casually cover my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't laugh. He was drying his hair with a towel and tuned his back to us so we were both looking at his bare butt. I was enjoying this. He moved out of sight again and a minute later he was standing in front of the door again giving us a full frontal view. His cock was swinging between his legs as he; I was beginning to think, pretending to be drying off. He never looked up or gave me any real knowledge that he was doing it on purpose, but come on now! H e moved out of sight again, but the next time we saw him he was fully dressed and coming back into the room.
We visited for a while with both of them and then said our good-byes. Noreen told Jessie to be sure to tell her when he would be leaving with his grandmother so she wouldn't worry. He said he would. He walked us out to the buggy and as we were pulling away he gave us a smile that made me think the naked show was on purpose. I was feeling a little damp to say the least.
We didn't say anything for a few minutes until Noreen said "Gloria, did you see that?"
"Yes I saw it and it was beautiful," I answered.
"What was beautiful?"
"His big cock," I said.
"Oh my God Gloria, you're awful. I wasn't referring to just that part of him I meant the whole situation."
"It was very exciting," I said.
"I was shocked to death, I never saw a man like that," she said.
"You mean you didn't look?" I asked.
"Well, no I did look," she said and was blushing a nice beet red.
"You've seen your husband like that for sure," I asked.
"Oh goodness no, the reverend is always a gentleman.
I just laughed and let the subject drop and we rode without saying much.
I glanced over at her and at the same time just looked my way and we both burst out laughing!
"Gloria that will be a sight I'll never forget."
"That will be a sight I don't want to forget," I said with a grin.
"Gloria you're just awful," she said while laughing.
After a busy day we made a light supper and were in the sitting room in front of the fireplace sipping a special treat of hot chocolate.
The evenings become chilly so the fire warmth was welcome. We were both in robes and wearing slippers. I just had my drawers and a chemise on underneath. Noreen was wearing an ankle length nightshirt under her robe.
During the day I would notice Noreen would have a blush and I know darn well see must have been thinking about our little episode with Jessie earlier in the day. I found my mind drifting to the vision of his cock and balls. I'm not sure if I was blushing along with Noreen or not. We were both sitting in our own thoughts when Noreen said,
"Am I a bad person for thinking about what we saw this morning and enjoying it?"
"Of course not you had no control of what we saw," I said.
"I realize that, but I've been thinking that I liked seeing it,"