Nancy was standing in the very classroom that she taught Sunday school to her own two sons inside the very church she and her husband had attended for years. It was early Sunday afternoon, church had long ended and her boys had left with friends of the family to play with their children. Her husband Joe was home because he wasn't feeling well that morning.
Nancy was clutching the window seal with her nude pantyhose pulled down to her knees, her dress flipped up over her butt and her young 24 year old preacher slamming his veiny seven inch cock into her from behind while still wearing his dress suit, including his jacket, shirt, necktie and his slacks scrunched around his ankles overtop his dress shoes.
Peter had just moved to the community and became the pastor of her church about a month prior. One evening Nancy had helped him deliver meals to the elderly in the community and she ended up blowing him in his car. He had a wife and twin babies which had zapped all his wife's sexual desire and Peter succumbed to temptation with the attractive Nancy. Since that time, he and Nancy had been having sex twice a week. Whether it was after choir practice, bible study, or fellowship, the rendezvous were usually short but very hot and steamy.
With both of them standing but leaning and looking out of the window, Peter was gently holding onto the sides of Nancy's dress covered back and pumping himself deep into her. With an occasional smooch on her neck, he knew he was not going to last long. She was panting and her warm breath actually formed a condensation circle on the glass. It felt amazing and her orgasm was nearing!
Just as she was about to climax, Peter began to grunt and fill her with his warm seed. He put his mouth against her dress zipper while he released. Even though Nancy enjoyed his warm spurts, she was also disappointed that she hadn't orgasmed. Peter's body trembled and shook while he finished. That disappointment soon transformed back into excitement when the young virile preacher started back up.
He was fucking Nancy's sloppy pussy a second time without losing or pulling out his erection. She wasn't about to chance not cumming again so she reached between her legs and furiously rubbed her hardened clit. The combination of both sensations spurned an incredible orgasm deep within her womb. Planting her forehead against the glass, it was her turn to tremble and shake while her vagina contracted around Peter's thrusting penis.
He continued to screw Nancy in that same position until he began to sweat through his dress shirt prompting him to take off his suit jacket and toss it on the floor. The white shirt was long and hung down past his pelvis with his hard-on sticking out between the split where it buttons up. Once he loosened his tie, he pounded her like he was trying to nail her to the wall. She orgasmed once again only this time squirting a stream onto the wall in such volume, the liquid ran down the wallpaper.
Finally, Peter announced, "I'm about to go again! Yes, here I go! Augghhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohhyeahhhh," before filling her up a second time.
When Peter withdrew his spent cock and even though she wasn't wearing any panties, Nancy quickly pulled up her pantyhose so not to leak the young preacher's cum all over the floor. She adjusted her dress while he pulled up his pants.
Soliciting approval, he asked as he tried to catch his breath, "How was that?"
Nancy smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "You were wonderful. I will see you Wednesday night."
She drove home and when she walked in, her husband was sitting on the recliner with a blanket over his legs. She asked, "How are you feeling? Any better? I will put some soup on for you."
He looked directly into her eyes and smiled, "Did you get a chance with Peter again?"
Nancy giggled, "Oh yeah! As a matter of fact...twice! He came once and then just kept on going. He was a machine today. Sorry honey but I have to go wipe right now because between my legs is a mess and I'm oozing all over the place."
As she headed to the bathroom, her husband commented, "Oh to be young again. You can tell me all about it tonight when we are in bed. I love you."
From the bathroom, Nancy's voiced echoed, "I love you more!"
When the couple of 22 years told each other they loved one another, they meant it. Joe was a wonderful man who not only cherished his wife but was an amazing father as well. He knew early on in his marriage that his then 42 year old soul mate was the one for him.
At 5'7 and 130 pounds with a small bubble butt, slender waist and perky 34c breasts, Nancy was just as stunning as she was when she was a young woman, maybe even more so. She always wore her brunette hair in a fashionable style and kept herself fit. Joe had joked on several occasions that she was out of his league but Nancy considered herself the lucky one by marrying the perfect man after meeting him on a blind date.
To others, Nancy was an enigma which meant that she was mysterious and hard to figure out. She was so sincerely kind-hearted and not only found time to work as a nurse at the local hospital but she was also active in her community by offering her time with charities, volunteer work and serving on several committees. Even with all that time being taken, she still found more to be an excellent mother to her children and attended their school and sporting events. She was incredible and other women in the community were envious of her energy and sometimes her life.
With all of her amazing attributes, Nancy lived up to the enigma label with one vice and that was sex. She loved it and knew how to separate physical pleasure from the emotional complications it could create. Her heart belonged to her husband but her body belonged to many men in the community. She was not discriminative in any way towards people and that included her current and potential lovers. It didn't matter if he was younger, older, extremely handsome, average looking, as long as she connected with him though the masculine characteristics she desired, there was a good chance they were going to end up sleeping together at least once.
Some may have referred to her a nymphomaniac but even though Nancy didn't entirely disagree, she saw herself as more of loving soul who provided a service to not only her lovers but to herself as well. Joe knew this right away in their marriage and discovered that when he encouraged her to pursue her sexual desires with others, he also increased his own excitement. Her affairs only strengthened their relationship.