This is a work of fiction. All characters and incidents portrayed and names within are fictitious and any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental. All places mentioned are only used to provide a framework, not to imply anything in this story actually occurred in those places. Although everyone is a fiction of our imagination, any sex within is among persons over the age 18.
Foreword
Not much of the following tale will make sense unless the reader is familiar with the original story, "A Religious Experience" and with the characters within that story. Although that was a complete story, we were never quite comfortable with the way it ended. The tale below starts in the third person, but switches to the first person because we wanted John's voice to carry it to the end - to make it more personal. We know some of our readers are upset when the POV changes; if you're one of those – please stop reading now.
To recap: In 'A Religious Experience", Toni Beck, the wife of John Beck and mother of Jason Beck became involved in a cult-like church headed by a Reverend Holland. Toni had recently miscarried and needed comfort, the reverend provided it. Holland turned out to be a charlatan, using his charismatic personality to seduce women. Both John and Toni are recovered drug addicts, clean for years. Instead of turning to drugs to elevate the pain, she allowed a co-worker to convince her that Holland would ease her pain; Toni was eventually seduced by Holland.
At the Reverend Holland's urging, Toni took Jason and fled to another 'church' in New Jersey. Within weeks of arriving at the Reverend McMasters' compound, Toni realizes that both 'reverends' are sexual predators and only interested in using her body, not saving her soul.
John and his father, Tom Beck, hired a detective agency to find John's wife and son; which they did in the New Jersey compound. Both Jason and Toni were freed. With his son safe; John finds it impossible to forgive Toni and they divorce.
For the past two years, Toni has lived in Utah near the Four Corners, teaching on a reservation. John has custody of their now ten-year-old son, Jason, and lives in Houston near his brother TJ, sister Kelly and their respective spouses and children.
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A Religious Experience - Three Years Later
On the outskirts of Bluff, Utah
Toni looked at the display of the incoming phone call. Whenever she saw the number, her heart felt like it skipped a beat, she always answered while practically holding her breath. It was John's number and meant he needed to discuss something related to their son Jason; or it could be Jason calling to talk with his mom, usually some school or sports activity. Sometimes Jason wanted to tell Toni about the 'A' he received, sometimes it was his latest home run.
This didn't stop Toni from worrying the call might be John calling with something more upsetting: "Toni, Jason's been hurt." or "Toni, I'm getting married."
Neither of these ever happened – so far. But; neither did the one call Toni prayed for, "Toni, come home."
Toni pressed the green buttoned and said, "Hello."
It was John, not Jason. "Toni, hi. Something has come up and we need to talk."
Here it comes, thought Toni.
"Jason has been selected to the elite baseball team. He'll be the back-up second baseman and shortstop; he's pretty excited about it."
Toni let the air out of her lungs before answering, "That's great news, John. Jason has been telling me how much you and TJ have been helping him with his catching and batting. He must be very excited."
"He is; especially since he's the youngest kid on the team."
Now it was John's turn to hold his breath before continuing.
"Toni, there is one problem. Jason's team will be spending three weeks in June traveling and then the summer here in Houston hosting other teams. If he accepts the offer to be on the team, it means he won't be spending time with you in Utah."
Toni never thought of this. She knew there would come a time when Jason wouldn't want to spend his summers away from his friends; but this was a few years sooner than she anticipated.
John interrupted Toni's train of thought. "Toni, would you consider spending those three weeks the team will be traveling as one of the chaperones? They need a few adults and I can't get away from work."
Although Toni would love to spend the time as a chaperone, there were practical considerations. "I'd love to John; but who pays for the parent's hotels and meals?"
"The parents, these elite teams are hard to get on; but the parents end up spending a fortune for the privilege."
"Then I'll have to decline; money is tight now. My car is on its last leg and I don't know how I'm going to afford to replace it."
John knew the reservation school where Toni taught fifth graders paid less than most public schools; he never asked Toni regarding her financial situation. Being divorced, he didn't think it was his right to ask.
"Would you consider it if I paid the travel expenses? I think Jason needs to see you this summer and this is the only way he can play ball and see you."
They finally agreed Toni would chaperone and John would pay. Next came the topic of where Toni would stay while in Houston. Again, John insisted she stay with them, there was a spare guest room in the house.
The truth was, for the last three years John never stopped loving Toni. What he found hard to believe was the woman who claimed she loved him could have had sex with so many men during the months she spent with the Reverends Holland and McMasters.
And although Toni explained why she took Jason away to New Jersey, the fact that she did it still weighed on his mind. That issue was becoming less of an issue; for the past two summers, Jason visited his mother during vacation breaks and never once in those two years did Toni hint at keeping Jason longer than the scheduled visitation.
John also knew Toni spent a couple of the past years in therapy; dealing with the loss of their unborn daughter and her subsequent involvement with the Reverends. So, all in all, John was looking forward to any days Toni would spend in Houston before the three weeks traveling as the team's chaperone and for any time she'd spend after they returned home.
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Houston, Texas
As I sat in the airport cell phone lot waiting for Toni's flight to land, I was more nervous than any time in the last two years. My pits are sweating, even though the AC is on and I checked to confirm they didn't smell. It would have been the wrong day to forget my deodorant.
Neither Toni nor I ever discussed our love lives since the divorce. I knew she had a male friend who lived nearby her home in Utah; but I had no idea how serious their relationship was at present.
Me? Toni never asks, and I don't volunteer anything about my love life; which consists of a date or two every other month with women met through an online dating service and the occasional sex with a 'friend-with-benefits'. Just enough to take the edge off. In fact, I got laid the night before.
My 'friend', Barb, came over and spent what might end up being our last time together. Barb is taking a job in Atlanta and wanted to have a 'good-bye' session. Barb knows about Toni; that's probably one of the two reasons I wasn't invited to join her in Atlanta. The other reason? Barb is one of those highly independent women who, as she puts it, "doesn't need a full-time man".
But; boy can that woman turn you inside out. She was especially on fire last night in order to leave me, "with something special to remember me" by.
Sex with Barb is always special; but this was unworldly. Jason was spending the night at his cousin's; thank goodness. Barb and I were on the back patio when she sat down on my lap and started to kiss me. Her hands unbuttoned my shirt, I took off her top; not surprised to find her braless. Barb got off my lap long enough to pull my shorts down and her shorts followed. She sat back on my lap; carefully, because now I was sprouting wood and she didn't want to break it.
Barb's right hand caressed the back of my neck; her left hand found my hard cock and she squeezed until a few drops of pre-cum oozed out. She used that to lubricate the head and began teasing it with her open palm.
In the meantime I was busy tweaking one nipple between my fingers and had the fingers of my second hand doing the same thing with her clit. One thing about Barb; she cums fast and she cums often. Barb gently bit my lower lip as she came for the first time.
I rose off the chair with her still on my lap and turned to seat her in my place. I kneeled between her spread legs and dove face first into her sex. Barb grabbed my head with both hands and made damn certain I wasn't going anywhere for a while. Not that I had any intention to leave this spot until I was rewarded with her nectar.
With two fingers inside her pushing on the spongy area near her g-spot and my tongue and teeth teasing her clit, Barb gave me my reward. Her legs clamped the sides of my head, her fingers pulled my hair, she let out a long groin and arched her back as she filled my mouth with sweet fluid. When Barb let go of my head, I rose off my knees and gave her a kiss so she could taste herself.
Barb stood up, turned us around so I was sitting on the chair and proceeded to sit on my lap. My cock was rock hard and pointing up when she grabbed it by the base and aimed the head at the entrance to her cunt. She was so wet and I was so hard that I immediately sank inside, fully embedded within that velvet tunnel.
"Fuck me, John."
I grabbed her waist and did my best to slam into her over and over again. We fucked like that until I couldn't hold out any longer; I held her down, our pubic bones smashed together, as I unloaded inside her. I think Barb came, too; but really couldn't say for certain; I was too busy concentrating on my own pleasure at that moment.
