Liam knocked on the front door of his family home while his other held his girlfriend's small hand. He knew Emma was nervous from how tightly she clenched his hand.
His mother, Alice, had been lounging around her home but showed up at the door ready to receive guests. She wasn't expecting to see her son and gasped in awe at the gorgeous couple.
"Oh, goodness gracious, and praise the Lord," Alice praised.
"Hey, Mom," Liam chuckled, tugging Emma into a side hug.
His new girlfriend, Emma, looked cute, however nervous, and Liam wore a bright smile Alice hadn't seen in years. This was the best choice her son had made in over a decade, and she beamed.
"Oh, Emma, you look so lovely. And Liam, you are just as handsome."
Emma felt the butterflies soaring in her stomach, and they flew up her throat, making her mouth dry as she greeted Sister Alice.
"Hi," Emma waved with a smile.
"Oh, what a blessing. Come in, both of you."
Alice opened the door wide, letting the couple enter the house.
Emma scanned the place, and her jaw dropped slightly from the interior design. The place looked fancy, with a large number of expensive decorations.
"Al!" Alice called, walking them into the living area.
When Alvin approached, he slowed down and started to back away. His cock threatened to nudge at the sight of Emma's thighs wrapped in a modest skirt. But his blood boiled, seeing his son's tattooed arm draped around such a pure spirit as Emma.
"Look who came for a visit." Alice smiled at her husband, who wore an unsatisfied frown.
He nodded toward his son, then tried focusing on Emma's face. It was a complicated task as he eyed her flat stomach peeking through her sweater and the two round tits protruding from her tank top. Her top was lower than usual, revealing two smooth caps of cleavage that he thought would be delicious to lap his tongue across.
Alvin cleared his throat before speaking, "I haven't seen you at church, Miss Emma. Hopefully, you are not hanging with the wrong crowd."
"Al!" Alice shoved his chest playfully, "Let's talk about something other than church, shall we? This is our new future daughter-in-law."
Had this been any other woman, Liam may have felt embarrassed at his mother jumping the gun. But he indeed saw a future with Emma. He hoped to mold her into the perfect wife.
"Marriage?" Alvin snickered.
Liam scoffed, "Mom's talking about the future, Al. Lighten up."
"Watch it. This is my home. It's bad enough you are keeping Emma away from the light. What do you think you are-"
"Pastor." Emma's golden voice sounded, interrupting his berating, "Pastor, please. Please don't blame him. I've been busy with work, and I plan to return to church after finding another job. Liam and I will both come. We both need to hear the word. God is always the center of all friendships."
"A friendship?" Al smirked at her slip-up and wondered if Liam had deflowered the young filly.
"Relationship," Liam corrected with a wink toward his father, "An extraordinary one."
Emma still held the politeness of a virgin, but the way she stood with her thighs pressed together, Alvin had no doubt sweet cream soiled her panties. He yearned to reach out and touch her soft shoulder. The anger for his son returned as he eyes his smug expression. Liam knew he wanted to fuck this young girl and had intervened in the worst way.
"So you two are living together?" Alvin accused, "In sin."
"Uh," Emma concealed her jaw drop and fell silent.
"Liam? Is this true?" Alice asked with a frown, now understanding her husband's concern.
"Yes. But separate rooms. I've um," Liam cleared his throat, "Emma needs to save money. Hopefully, you understand the economic recession as well as you do your Bible, Father."
Alice shook her head, "Well, as long as you two keep to the word, we have no problem with it. Right, Al?"
Liam nodded, "Oh, yes, keeping the word, I have learned from the best on all things holy," he smiled at his father, hinting at his infidelity.
Alice's eyes widened, "Oh. And congratulations, Emma. I talked to Sister Lewis, and she said she would love to have a new assistant teacher. I'll find her number. I left it on my desk."
As Alice ran to her home office, Alvin grimaced at his son before following her into the next room to clear his head. The little woman made him rock hard, but his son sent rage into his mind. It was a deadly mixture.
Emma took a deep breath and slumped on the couch, which was surprisingly soft and chic.
"They know I'm going to hell," she whispered, looking up at Liam with sad brown eyes.
"You're not going anywhere. You're my good girl, and all good girls go to heaven," he said, kissing her cheek.
His lips moved to the corner of her mouth, and she backed up, shaking her head.
He did not like her unwillingness and latched on to her bottom lip. Shortly he coerced her tongue to slip into his mouth. The heated kiss grew wilder with each tongue twirl, and Emma almost forgot where she was. Holding his arm, she squeezed his large bicep and moaned against his fluttering lips. He held his tongue out, and she sucked the tip as if it were his sweet cock.
Liam backed up and smiled, "You've been a horny girl all day."
The comment caused her to swipe her mouth, feeling guilty for letting herself become too aroused, especially here in the Pastor's home.
"I am sorry."
"Stop apologizing for having a crush on me, baby," Liam chuckled and kissed her forehead, "It's my job to keep my future wife hot and bothered, is it not?"
Emma giggled but quickly turned her head as the front door opened up.
Liam's sister Rebekah hauled into the room with two small children running behind her. They were bickering and hitting each other until one's eyes lit up excitedly.
"It's Miss. Emma!" the small girl said to her brother.
Her brother turned and smiled while his sister ran toward Emma on the couch. Ignoring their distant uncle, the kids piled into her lap, wanting hugs from their favorite assistant Sunday school teacher.
"Well, hello, Miss Emma," Rebekah smiled, "I did not expect to see you here."
Liam smirked, realizing his new girlfriend needed no introduction; that was the icing on the cake of a beautiful day.
"Becka," Liam greeted.
"How are you, Mrs. Perry? It's good to see you." Emma beamed.
"Rebekah is fine, honey," she smiled and glanced at her tattooed brother suspiciously, "We've missed you at church."
"With this new job, I hope to be there every Sunday." Emma looked toward Karen with a smile, "I'll be at your daycare."
Karen's eyes lit up with glee; turning toward her mother, "Did you hear that, Mommy!"
"Yes, I am right here, sweetie." Rebekah giggled, "Congratulations. Mom was telling me you would be the perfect fit. That's a blessing for Sister Lewis. She's been so frazzled lately."
"It's such a blessing for us both," Emma nodded and looked at her new boyfriend.
Liam had been so temperate and playful today. She saw a glimpse of the future in his eyes and hoped oral training was on his mind and another safe round with her new toy.
"I am truly blessed," Emma added with a huge grin.
Leaving her to enjoy his niece and nephew, Liam stepped toward his sister, who held a large dish.
"Need some help?"
"Yea, um, Kenneth is out there with the rest of the stuff," Rebekah wearily eyed him before speaking in a hushed tone, "Is she here with you?"
"Yeah. Emma and I are dating."
"Liam," Rebekah warned, "Don't. She's a good girl."
Liam scoffed, "What? I can't have a good girl?"
"She's saved."
"Exactly, so you can picture it, Liam and Emma sitting in a tree," he taunted, "F, u, c, k, i-"
"Liam, stop." Rebekah scowled, "Don't you hurt that girl. She's a sweetheart, and my kids love her."
"I love her too," Liam licked his lips.
"Liam, please don't ruin her."
"I'm not. I was joking, Becka, and I'm serious about her," Liam clarified in an earnest tone, aware that everything his sister said was true.
"I am serious." Rebekah pushed his shoulder.
"I am too. I love her," Liam announced with a smile staring at his fixation's sumptuous frame.
"Uh-huh," Rebekah mumbled, rolling her eyes toward his too-good-to-be true-good girlfriend.
"Karen. Please don't jump on Miss. Emma. You will ruin her clothes."
"It's okay, Mrs. Perry. I don't mind." Emma giggled and tickled Karen.
Rebekah turned to Liam's lustful stare. Shaking her head, she whispered, "She's too perfect for you. Is that what you want me to say, Liam?"
"I want to marry her. Is that what you want to hear?" Liam asked with a wink taking in his sister's unbelieving watch.
Nodding, Rebekah softened her features and beamed, carrying her dish into the kitchen.
Liam focused on Emma. She was in her element and happy as hell. Although he felt slight resentment that she had never been this way with him, Liam enjoyed the lightness in her smile as she playfully swung his niece's tiny arms up and down.
"I'll be outside, okay?"
"Yes, sir," Emma smiled.
Liam walked outside to find his brother-in-law puffing a cigarette with the car door open.
"Oh, shit," Ken became startled and quickly shook it off.
"Ken," Liam smiled, popping his palm against Ken's.
"The hell are you doing here? Is Al dead?" Ken laughed, "What's it like in there? Becka bitching about me already?"
"Nah, she's cool. The kids are preoccupied with their Miss. Emma."
Ken raised his brow and took a deep drag, "You're really fucking her?"
"No. She's 'Saved,'" Liam bitterly chuckled, "We are getting along for the most part. I'm wooing her."
"I know Al is pissed."
"Yeah," Liam smiled, "The first time I met her, she showed me his picture. Said, "Oh, my pastor."
Ken scoffed, "I wonder if they ever realize that half the congregation are women and something is up."
"Well, If my mom doesn't notice, what do you expect?"
"Bro, she's not going anywhere." Ken advised, "Sadly, Rebekah isn't either. Since when was divorce a sin?"
"Well, I'm not you or him. My sights are set on that one. And Emma is the one."
"She's gorgeous, Liam. How the fuck do you not...." Ken sighed deeply, shaking his head, "You've got some great willpower."
"Yeah. It's different. But I'll play the waiting game until we get married."
Liam smiled, knowing the importance of keeping up their facade and pretending to be virtuous. But behind his eyes, he could see Emma's lips wrapped around the base of his cock and those innocent eyes.
