He needed to know if the rumors were true. As an elder at the church, it was really his duty to the congregation to investigate. So he had started first by just watching the young girl. During services, he was careful to not let his wife know what he was doing as he watched her closely to see if he could tell. Was she really the temptress that had been described to him? Was she the girl who was making the men in the congregation fall to their sexual desires?
He tried to be objective, working hard to look past the low cut tops and tight skirts that she wore. He was partially successful, getting a good view of a curvaceous young girl showing off her tight body. If he stopped there, he would have decided very quickly that the whispered stories that had recently reached his ears were true. Certainly, he could feel the effect she had on him. His breathing got heavier. The tops of those round tits and the curve of her tight ass summoned debased, immoral desires to creep into his thoughts. He saw himself standing behind her, his hard cock pressing into her ass as he reached around her. His hands slid under her tits then lifted them gently before squeezing hard to make them stand out nice and straight.
But he needed to be fair. He couldn't judge this girl simply from rumors or from the desires that she fanned in him. So he looked further. Looking at her face, he saw the unblemished features of a young, innocent girl. Her fair features including big blue eyes and blonde hair enhanced that look. Wearing her long hair in pigtails and ribbons also helped, making her look even younger than her 18 years. But her lips, always coated with lip gloss that made them glisten as if wet, set his thoughts again down a trail of desire. Even as he stood right there in church, he pictured those lips wrapped tightly around his hard cock.
Today, as he watched her go to the altar, kneel down, and take the communion offered to her, he struggled to decide what to do. The problem was that the rumors were getting stronger. It wasn't just a secret among the men, either. The wife of one man had come to him to express concern about this new girl, Cheri. She made it a point to emphasize that she didn't know for sure, but then she described to him how she thought that her friend's husband and at least one other man had done things with this girl that they shouldn't have done. "I can't say for sure, but I wonder if she had... well..." She had paused for a moment and almost blushed before going on. "I think that maybe she was with both of them at the same time..."
He watched Cheri open her mouth and accept the bread. Something about the way she did it sparked his final decision. She looked up at the priest, instead of looking down. She stuck out her tongue in a way that made it look like she was very comfortable with having something put into her mouth. She even slid a finger over her lips, pushing a stray crumb inside. As she stood and walked back to her seat, he looked off to the side and saw that it wasn't only him watching her so closely. Other men, and many wives, were following her every move as well. The men... their eyes gave away the desire that he himself felt. The wives... their eyes burned with suspicion and jealousy.
His wife and daughter would be gone next weekend. That was the time to find out if there was any truth to the rumors. He glanced over at one of the other elders, John Phillips, and saw his eyes also locked onto the young girl. They had talked briefly about this issue before. Perhaps subconsciously remembering his earlier conversation, he decided that he'd invite John over as well.
Of course, he had no intentions of doing anything immoral with this girl. Still, his wife might not see things that way. It would be better for her if she didn't know what he would be doing while she was gone. Then, another thought came to his mind. He knew it was not the kind of thought an elder of the church should have been thinking, but he couldn't quite shut it out either. "Besides, if they are true then John and I are going to be very busy. That kind of behavior needs to be addressed properly."
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It didn't surprise Cheri that Mr. Knox had called her. By now, she had performed her own special ministry for more than a dozen men in the congregation... men in need, as she called them. Sure, he was an elder in the church, but Cheri had learned that unhappy men came from all walks of life. Rich men, poorer men, young, older... it didn't matter.
The only thing consistent about the men she helped was that they were all married. Those were the men she had dedicated herself to comforting. Single men... she didn't pay any attention to them. Being with them would be more like dating and Cheri didn't want to lose her focus on the ministry she had devoted herself to performing. She had taken a personal vow to give to these men in need... to give everything.
She also wasn't surprised that Mr. Knox wasn't alone when she arrived at his home. But, it wasn't his wife, Sandy that was standing in the entryway next to Mr. Knox when he opened the door. It wasn't his teenage daughter Casey, a friend of hers, either. No. It was Mr. Phillips. She knew he was another elder in the congregation and a close friend of one of the men she had visited in the recent past. She often found that friends of the men she visited would soon be the next to call her up.
Memories of his friend's thick cock stretching her tight pussy flooded her memory. With an effort, she was able to conceal a small smile that was trying hard to shoot across her face. But, at the same time she remembered how she had been less successful keeping something else from shooting all over her face... a massive load of his friend's pent up passion. Judging by the way it had dripped from her chin, she knew that it had been a long time since he'd felt such satisfaction.
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The young girl that walked through his door was not quite like the girl he'd seen at church. What she wore was the first thing that called his attention to the difference. It's true that at church she wore tight clothes that showed off her nice figure. But, that was true of many young girls and even some of the older women. Women with nice figures liked to show them off.
What was different now was that the clothes had a much more pronounced emphasis on drawing a man's attention to the pleasure zones barely concealed beneath the stretchy fabric that hugged her body. Overall, it was a fairly simple dress. But the innocent look of the white fabric contrasted with the way it stretched tightly around her body. The very low cut left her nice breasts nearly fully displayed and it was clear that she wore no bra underneath... her nipples strained against the thin fabric. The strapless design of the dress left it struggling to stay held up. It was lucky that her tits were rather large... that gave the dress something to cling to.
After she had smiled and said hello to him, she had turned to greet his friend, Mr. Phillips. That's when Mr. Knox's attention was drawn to the very short cut at the bottom. An inch shorter and that tiny dress would have left part of her ass exposed. He imagined how a little bit of a bend forward... or the smallest little tug... and her ass would have been fully exposed to his view. Sexy, stiletto heels finished off the pronounced sexual look and made her look taller than she really was. They made her legs stretch so nice and taut. It seemed to suggest that her firm young body was ready to spring free from that clingy scrap of a dress.
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Cheri had come to Mr. Knox's house willingly. He had called her up a few days before. "Cheri, I was wondering if you would be able to come over to my house to discuss a few things," he had said. She had heard words like this before. She knew what it really meant. Like the other men, she knew that the man at the other end of the phone needed her to provide things that he wasn't getting at home. "I think Saturday would be best," he had continued. "My wife and daughter won't be here, so we can really have a serious discussion."
"So, what was it you wanted to discuss?" she asked innocently as they now sat down in the living room. Cheri had chosen a seat off to the side and crossed her legs, knowing that their eyes would be straining to see up her dress. She could feel it ride up even higher leaving her legs completely exposed. Her high heel dangled in the air, tantalizing them as if it were bait.
"Well, Cheri, I... uh... Actually, I mean WE... "Mr. Knox nodded towards his friend. It was obvious that he was a little nervous. She leaned forward, putting her hand on his leg. "It's OK, Mr. Knox," she said in a sweet voice. "Take your time! I'm here for you as long as you need me."
Mr. Knox's eyes were focused on how he could see even more of those great tits as she leaned towards him. He would have felt embarrassed when he was finally able to lift his eyes to hers, but she smiled in a way that excused his misdirected gaze. Besides, her hand was still on his leg, rubbing him slowly.
"Cheri. Mr. Phillips here... but not only him, others, too. He... I mean, they... Well, let's just say "people"... they have told me that you may be doing things that..." He paused. "How do I put this?" He was distracted by his cock growing hard as she continued rubbing his leg. "Let me get straight to the point. I'm worried that you may be tempting men in our church to commit sins. Sins of the flesh." He paused. "Do you understand what I mean?" he asked at the end, hoping that he had not offended her.
Cheri knotted her eyebrows and stuck out her bottom lip a little, looking both confused and pouty at the same time. "But, Mr. Knox," she said in an innocent voice. "I'm only trying to help the men that you seem to be talking about. I know the stress that they are dealing with at home. Men have wives, they go to church, but they still are creatures of the flesh. They have desires..." Her voice trailed off for a moment. "I'm helping those men."
