Not Very Christian of Her

This is a continuation of Elaine, the pastors' wife. Enjoy..

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Pulling into the church parking lot, Jenni was chastising herself. "How could you forget your cell phone, Jen!"

The simple, 40 year old, divorced mother had fotgotten her cell phone in the room the hospitality team used for their part in church festivities. Noticing Jeffrey and Elaine's cars still in the lot themselves, she figured she would just go in, announce her presence, retrieve her phone, them leave. When her son, Michael, pulled into her usual spot, Jenni stated, "I'll be quick Sweetheart, just wait here."

Walking into the rear door, the immediate, although muffled sounds of creaking could be heard from where she had just entered. As she made her way down the hallway, the sounds became more prominent. A thud here, a breathless gasp there, and Jenni stopped, frozen. Every step closer, toward the

room the hospitality team uses, the muffled sounds became clearer. The gasps turned into seductive moaning and panting, with grunting now heard.

As the curiosity rose, one thing Jenni knew was there were ungodly actions going on in one of these offices. As she walked by Pastor Jennings office, nothing came to fruition.

Suddenly, 2 doors down, where Jeffrey's office was, the loud, unmistakable voice of Elaine, gruff, grainy, but seductive in nature, let the cat out of the bag. "Jeff.. Jeffrey. Oh Honey..Yes! Yes!"

Shocked, Jenni stood there, not quite at the door of Jeffrey Jennings, listening to the unfathomable. Elaine and Jeffrey weren't simply dealing in innocent manners, no, they were having sex.

"Fu..fuck..your moth..mother! Oh yes! Cum in me!" The wantonness in Elaine's voice told Jenni she was a more than willing participant.

A minute later, the climactic sounds of relief were, ultimately, released. "Ahhhhhhhhyes mom......" Realizing the incestuous doings were now complete, Jenni realized her own dress was up over her own waist, and her hand was rubbing her own mound. Silently ashamed, she ardently smoothed down her dress, then quickly, but discreetly retrieved her phone from the other room. Hastily leaving the church, she made her way back to her car, where her own, 20-year old son, Dominic waited.

""Mom?," Dominic asked inquisitively. "You ok? Your face is flushed.

"I'm.. I'm fine, sweetheart. Just take me home," Jenni stated. Putting her left hand on his crotch, she forced a smile on her face. "Mama wants you balls deep in me when we get home."

"What about your plans to..," Dominic started.

"As if you ever turn this down," Jenni exclaimed, her hemline now resting over her waist. With a purpose, Dominic and Jenni left the parking lot.

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Lifting himself off his mother, Jeffrey was sweating. Admiring the view that was still on the desk, the scene was euphoric. Reaching down to pull his pants back up, he could hear himself and his mother, both fighting their breathing. Lying there with her eyes closed, and her matronly tits out in the open, Jeffrey's eyes dropped to her still open legs, hanging innocently over the side of the desk.

"Damn mom," he'd try saying. "You know we're going to hell for this, right?"

Reaching her hand upwards, to tell her son to help her up, Jeffrey took it and helped her to a sitting position.

"Oh my God, sweetheart," Elaine quietly said, "Look at the mess you made in me." As they both looked between her legs, the white ejaculate he had just shot into her, not 10 minutes prior, had finally reached her entrance, or exit, in this case. A steady stream began making its way out of her swollen, agape pussy, pooling onto the desk. "Help mommy off the desk, Jeffrey," reaching her hand out again.

Taking her hand, Elaine managed to scooch her body enough that her high heels eventually made contact with the carpeted flooring. Instantaneously, the trickle of their mixed spend suddenly began dripping into her pantyhose, still around her hips.

"I'll clean the desk mom, you just... fix yourself," he exclaimed, wagging his finger towards her in an up-and-down motion.

Taking a tissue off his desk, Elaine wiped her cunny, while also holding the wipe against her opening.

"I'll be right back," She said. Delicately trying to pull her hosiery back up over her waist with her free hand, she waddled to the door. "I'd better use the bathroom before we head on home." Winking at her son, the smile that had soon replaced the exhaustion was plastered on her face. As she left the office, Jeffrey continued tidying up from their rendezvous.

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Later that even, after, yet, another round of sex, Elaine stood in front of her vanity. "So you'll be at Jennifer's tonight?" Elaine asked, querily.

"Yeah. I guess I'm meeting her grandparents tonight. Her mom insisted," Jeffrey said, rolling his eyes. Still lying there, naked, after dispensing 2 more loads deep into his mother, Jeffrey watched as she, herself was dressing.

After a quick shower, Elaine was clasping her bra over her swollen tits. "I'll be home about 10, I hope," She explained, now stepping into her red dress. Pulling it up over her waistline, she wiggled her motherly hips so the dress did its' job. "Zip me honey," She said, walking backward to Jeffrey.

After zipping her dress, Elaine sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching for the sun beige colored pantyhose she'd lay out on the bed earlier, Elaine began rolling them over her amazing legs.

"You don't look like you're in your 40's mom," Jeffrey replied. "If you weren't my mom, I'd swear you were maybe 30's... tops."

Looking back at her son, naked, and now propped up on one arm, Elaine could only chuckle. "Flattery, my dear," Reaching for his, now deflated dick, "Won't allow you between these legs until later young man." Adjusting her bottom every so slightly, Elaine licked the base of the sleeping giant that had, earlier, pummeled her insides. "But, the least I could do," she whispered, "Is remind him where he'll be later." Engulfing his length in one fell swoop, the religious wife, was in incestuous paradise.

10 minutes later, Jeffrey alerted his mother of his pending eruption. "Ahhhhhhhhhyessss!" Burst after burst coated the back of Elaine's throat. Suckling on his dick, coaxing the 4th load out of his worn out balls, Elaine's throat finally relaxed. Pulling off, the organ flapped up and down in front of her angelic face.

"Better?" Elaine asked, reaching for a tissue and patting the corners of her mouth. "That oughta hold you until I get home later." Then, after finishing pulling her pantyhose the rest of the way over her hips, she added, "Then you get to pound me through the mattress. OK?"

Now in a trance, still amazed at his mothers' lack of morality, he could only mutter a lame response. "Yea.. Yea mom. I can't wait."

Smoothing her nylons taut over her flat tummy, she patted him on the leg. "Go shower honey. You have a dinner date with your girlfriends' family. And I have a... business meeting to attend, myself."

Fixing her attention back onto herself, Elaine stepped into her 3" red, pointy toed stilettos, then proceeded to finish her makeup. As Jeffrey left the bedroom, Elaine smiled, while shaking her head.

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As Elaine was reaching for her coat, shawl, and purse, her phone wuietly buzzed. Swiping right, she noticed a text from her husband, John. "Had a quick minute. I hope Jeffrey performed admirably with his sermon. Gotta go. See you Thursday."

Typing quickly, Elaine responded. "Surprised you get any signal, but yes, he's performed... quite admirably. He's made me very happy."

Placing her phone in her purse, she did a once over in the mirror by the front door.

Checking her red dress, her hair, makeup, and also assuring there were no premature runs anywhere in her hosiery, she twisted the wedding band on her finger. "Time to get the Mayor onboard.

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Pulling into the restaurant, she spotted the valet staff. As she pulled up, a twinge under dress reminded her of things to come.

"Welcome to Bellagio's," the older gentleman stated. As he opened her door, Elaine stuck her leg out. The slit in her dress opened just enough, presenting a nylon clad that glistened in the early evening darkness. Not quite 6:30 yet, the atmosphere about her was tantalizing. Now, fully out of her car, a younger man got behind the wheel and proceeded to drive off with her vehicle. "Your ticket, ma'am. Present it, then someone will retrieve your car for you."

"Thank you," Elaine responded, tying the sash of her coat thoroughly. Proceeding to the lobby, she stopped at the check-in desk.

"Good evening Ma'am, do you have a reservation?" The host asked, eyes fixed on his list.

"I'm actually meeting someone who is already here," She said, scanning the room. Fixating her eyes toward the back of the establishment, she saw Mayor Monroe motioning her to the table. "I see him actually, thank you."

Making her way through the crowd, the restaurant was humming. Obviously a very popular, yet elegant restaurant, the vivacious woman stepped with grace as she made her way to the table. When she reached the table, she saw another man sitting with the mayor.

"Elaine!" Mayor Monroe began, "I'm so glad you arrived. " Still standing, albeit a little surprised he had not informed her of another dinner guest with them, the Mayor continued. "Elaine Jennings, I'd like you to meet Jim Benning, COO of the Benning Group."

Taking Jim's outstretched hand, she accepted it. "Pleasure," Elaine remarked.

With all pleasantries now cast aside, Mayor Monroe, a black man in his mid 60's, refocused his attention back to Elaine. "Jim is at a crossroads in his... spiritual relationship, Elaine. I told him about our dinner date tonight and inviited him along."

A weary smile appearing on the, usually confident woman, not quite reaching her eyes, Elaine gave a half curtsy then spoke. "So I may be busy a while longer performing double duty, I presume?"

"Show us what is under your coat, dear," The mayor said, bluntly.

Putting her purse next to the seat she would ultimately take, she angled her body so only the two men had a view of her... goods. Reaching for the sash of her long, red coat, she met the gazes of the two, older men as she slowly pulled the belt loose. As the coat opened, Jim Benning, a white man, in his 60's as well, suddenly adjusted in seat. Noticing his attention, the wayward "pastors wife" suddenly had a wry smile on her face. As the coat opened, displaying the body before them, the mayor, instinctively, placed his hand on her thigh, past the slit of her red dress.

Placing her own hand on top of his, Elaine stopped his advancement. "Tsk tsk, Mayor Monroe. You said you had something for me, first?"

Gently removing his hand from her leg, she took her seat on either side of the men at the round table. Placing her coat over the back of her chair, she scooted her seat closer, her legs now disappearing under the cloth.

"Oh yes," The Mayor replied, suddenly remembering the... agreement. Reaching into his blazer, he pulled out an envelope. Taking it, Elaine opened it. Inside was an approval from the city for the add-ons, the church's Board had hoped would be allowed by the city. Extra space for their kids area, repainting of lines for parking spaces, a new AC system, and some upgrades in the sanctuary. After overlooking it, she folded it and placed it in her purse.

"Now," she began, looking back and forth between the men, "I think we can celebrate this... gesture, accordingly." Taking a hand of each of the men, she placed them on each leg under the table, as the slit in her dress parted. As the conversation began to flow, the evening had just begun.

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"Shluck! Shluck! Schluck!

Outside, behind a pillar in the parking garage,

Elaine was on her knees fellating the city's mayor. On her knees, she dutifully sucked the older mans dick. Not able to engulf his large black organ, she had enough in her mouth to work up a lather around the base. Every backward bob of her head, the glistening of the white lather, mixed with her saliva and bright red lipstick, was a sight to behold. Having a firm grip on her head, the mayor enjoyed his monthly blowjob from the religious woman.

"Damn Elaine," he uttered. "You can suck a dick." Having no care in the world of the immorality of the goings on, the fact he is Mayor or the fact she is married to one of the more respected pastors in the city, Mayor Monroe enjoyed their agreement.

Behind her, the Mayor's friend, Jim Benning, also in his 60's was beginning to slide into her. Since the parking garage was private, and only few people had access to it, there really wasn't much concern over their dalliance being upended.

Lifting the back of Elaine's dressover her lower back, the glossiness of her tan pantyhose made him gasp. Looking at the Mayor, who was in the throes of his blowjob, the Mayor just winked.

"She's 42?" Jim asked, looking at the Mayor.

Simply nodding his head at Jim, the smirk on his face was telling. "I've fucked this woman a few times," He said. "If my wife wasn't home, I'd have had her on my bed tonight."

Hearing these men talking, she released her suction and pulled off the black man's dick. "Jim, we have business to take care of. I said this one was a free one, to, hopefully help you.. find your way back to God?" Seeing the condom, which any new.... friends have to wear their first few times in her, she continued. "Are you going to fuck me, or not?"

Looking back up at the Mayor, impatientky waiting for climax down the back of her throat, Elaine engulfed what she could past her lips. In unison, Jim Benning took hold of her hips, and pushed past her folds intil he eventually bottomed out in her. Thankfully her black trench coat saved Elaine and Him from knee bruises in the concrete structure. Nonetheless, Jim began enjoying the willing wonan.

"Ohhhhh, essssssss," Elaine moaned, mouth full of cock.

For 10 minutes, as Elaine sucked the Mayor's organ, and Jim Benning fucked her from behind, the moans and grunts became urgent.

"I'm going to cum!" Jim shouted. Not used to having sex much anymore since he was in his late 60's, The feeling of the warm pussy gripping and suctioning the milky froth from his testicles proved impossible to hold back.

"Ahhhhyess!" He yelped, Slamming forward, locking his scrotum against her upturned backside. Shot after shot exploded from his spent dick, filling the tip of the condom.

Simultaneously, Mayor Monroe also felt the need for release. Gripping Elaine's head he frantically jerked as she valiantly worked her magic. "E.. laine!" He stammered, already feeling his pending eruption flowing up urethra. Locking her face against his stomach, 4 powerful jets hit the back of her throat. Suddenly gasping, Elaine frantically swallowed what she could, as the clear, white substance left the Mayor's body.

As both men stood there and the middle-aged woman between accepted their climaxes. The aura inside the parking garage began to calm.

After the last droplets left the Mayor's penis, He released his grip on her head. Pulling off him immediately, she coughed a coupke times, her mascara and lipstick, a mess. Now, with her head hanging low, she steadied herself as Jim Benning expelled the last vestiges of cum in the condom. Pulling out of her. the sight of the 3 was intense.

Taking the Mayor's hand, he helped her stand, not even tidying himself up at the moment. As her red dress begsn to fall back over body, Elaine had, first, reached for her nylons that were at her hips, and proceeded to pull them back over her waist. After that success, she allowed her dress to flow back over body. As the 3 fought to level their breathing, the task at hand was in motion.

After zipping up, the Mayor left his tie loosened. In front of hom, but now, just off to the side of Elaine, Jim was pulling his slacks back up, zipping up as well.

After a minute, Elaine spoke. "it's 9:30. I do need to go. Mr. Mayor, thank you for helping my husband's church get the approvals for our upgrades." As he nodded she turned to Jim Benning. "Whether you come to a service at our church, just to let you know, the condom I made you wear, disappear if you decide to help our church... accordingly."

The closeness she put herself in, inches from his nose, and the sultry way she spoke, made his limpness begin to return to full staff. Looking down, she chuckled. "It's a shame I don't know you very well Jim. I'd be happy to....entertain you from time to time. IF the price is right."

Giving him a quick peck on the lips, then doing the same to the Mayor, she removed her heels from her feet. Taking them in her right, then gathering her trench coat and purse, she made her way to her car, got in and left.

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Walking, gingerly, into her home, Elaine's son Jeff was at the dinner table. Dropping her purse and coat in the foyer, the middle-aged woman, looking absolutely exhausted, sauntered up to Jeffrey.

"You ok, mom?" He asked.

Having fixed up her hair and makeup begore arriving home, leaving no evidence of her extra-curricular "business" dinner, she answered him. "Just tired Sweetheart."

The veneration in her voice, didn't worry Jeffrey, but it did make him cock his head to the side, querily.

Before he could say anything else, Elaine had already stood beside him. Taking his hand, she placed it at the opening of the slit in her dress. Feeling his fingers touch the fabric of her hosiery, she said huskily, "If I remember correctly, we have some loving to do. We can talk about each other's evenings later."

Leading him by the hand, they proceeded upstairs to her bedroom, their sanctuary of incest. Entering the room, Elaine began to unzip her dress.

"Leave it all on, Mom," Jeffrey lustfully asked.

A wry smile appearing on her face, she walked over to the bed and sat. Scooching along tge bed, she lie flat on her back. Lying her head on the pillow, she watched as her son shed his body of his shirt and shorts. As he climbed onto the bed, she opened her legs, while also hitching the bottom of her dress over he waistline. Resting the fabric on ger stomach and chest, she watched as her son took her nylon clad legs, still wearing tge red heels, put them behind her head, the tips touched the mattress on either side of her head.

"Give your mother a proper fucking, young man," The lustful, quiet, seductiveness fliwing from her mouth.

Placing his steely hard rod at her entrance, he pushed. Not gently or delicately, rather full-length, past her folds, bottoming out quickly.

"Oh Jeffrey..," She softly moaned.

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Chapter 3 is in the works.