The Minister’s Wife (Improved and revised)

When Darrel, our Youth minister, first arrived at our he brought along his beautiful wife, Autumn, I must admit I had an instant crush on her. She’s so genuine, kind, and loving, everything a man could want in a personality. She is about 5’7” golden brown hair, hazel eyes and a gorgeous body. Since then she has had two kids but maintained a gorgeous figure, a very trim waist, and since she doesn’t believe in breast feeding she has maintained healthy 38D breasts, and a plump ass. I was in a relationship with a girl named Hailey and she was wonderful, and bore a striking resemblance to Autumn, granted smaller breasts and a tinier butt, maybe they looked so similar because Hailey was her niece.

Recently Darrel went out of town with his kids to spend some alone time with him. Two days ago Autumn called me and asked me to come over she had been cleaning and there were some boxes and bags she needed me to move to the street. When I came over the door was open but the glass screen door was closed, this was a universal sign at their house to come on in. So I did. I walked down their hallway and opened their bedroom door.

“Hey Matt, how are you?” she said smiling at me.

“I’m alright, where is the stuff I need to move?”

“Kind of all over, I’ll show you, oh hang on…” she bent over and picked up something, I don’t know what it was because I was to focused on her ass, it was gorgeous. Perfectly curved, sloping into her incredible thighs. Prior to that moment I’d never thought of her sexually, I had noticed her sure but the idea of actually having sex with her was a very new one and in that moment all I knew was that I wanted that ass for myself.

She turned and caught me staring she smiled, “heh,” she laughed to herself, “so there isn’t much to move but its too heavy for me, here they are,” she directed me to a pile of boxes and I lifted the first, a little heavy, but I could see why she couldn’t carry them herself..

“Hey,” she called out, “I’m going to go take a shower I’ll be right out, there’s a pizza on the way.”

“I’ll keep an ear out for it,” I yelled back, as I continued moving things out of the house to the curb I began to think of her in the shower water streaming over her breathtaking body, water cascading through her hair down her back, past her slim waist and over her glorious ass… No I can’t think of her that way she’s the wife of my minister. But the image was there and it wasn’t going anywhere just like the hard on forming in my pants.

I came back inside with one box left, the water had stopped running, she was probably drying herself off, slowly gently rubbing the water off of her perfect breasts, down her tight abs and around clit… No this was wrong it was terrible of me to think these things she was a mother, the aunt of my girlfriend, and a wife, the wife of my minister!!! But it didn’t matter what I thought its not going to happen even if I tried she is a woman of strong morals.

I grabbed the last box, and took it to the street, as I did the pizza arrived I paid the guy and took the pizza inside. Taking off my socks and shoes to make myself feel more at home. She had gotten dressed, in a sleeveless top and tight short shorts, and come out of her room, “oh, great the pizza’s here just set it on the table I’ll get some plates and cups, she went to the cupboard and reached up (in futility) “Matt, can you grab the pizza tray for me?”

“Sure,” I said as I came up behind her still semi-erect from thoughts of her I inadvertently pressed myself into her ass I reached over her for the tray passing it down to her. “Mmm” she moaned slightly as I started to pull away. I held there for a moment my dick poking her lower back. I could smell her scent I leaned in to her hair to take the intoxicating smell in, running my hand through her hair onto her neck and down her side resting at her waist, she turned over one shoulder and we caught each other in a gaze as we tilted our heads like lovers going for the first kiss…

CRASH!!! the pizza tray had slipped from her hand and crashed into the floor, breaking us from our trance. We sat and slowly ate in awkward silence neither of us acknowledging what had happened between us. When we finished she rose from her seat.

“I- I’m going to do some dishes“ she collected the dishes from the table and headed for the sink.

“I’ll help you,” I rose up I knew that she didn’t need help, but I wanted to see if this might go anywhere, minister’s wife or not I needed to know.

I came up behind her and as I started to reach around her I felt her tense up but as I wrapped my hands around her waist and pressed my fully erect 8-inch dick into the crack of her ass, “MMmmmm” she moaned lightly, releasing the dish she held in her hand placing her hands on top of mine and lacing our fingers. She began to look up at me as we gently grinded into one another, “oh, this is so wrong,” she breathed as our lips reached out and touched tenderly at first and as we continued to press into one another at the hips and at the lips. I felt her hand run though my hair as our tongues became entangled, exploring each other’s mouths.

Suddenly she pulled away. “No this is wrong, I’m married, with two kids, and your girlfriend is my…” I pressed into her, “oh but it feels so…” she leaned in and we kissed again, more intensely than before. Our hands began to explore one another’s bodies. My hands came to rest on her luscious ass, and I squeezed it tightly, and she let out an intense moan into my mouth

I pulled her up and rested her on the counter, as I reached down I pulled on her top, bringing it up, she fought it pushing her shirt down, I reached my hand up onto her breast through her shirt and bra, “Uuhhhh” she moaned.

We continued to make out, as I massaged her breast I kept a hand on the hem of her shirt, and her hand rested there fending me off but then I found her erect nipple through her bra and shirt and pinched it, “Uunnnhhh” she groaned into my mouth.