My Life Behind Paul's Back Chapter One - Sex Stories

My Life Behind Paul's Back Chapter One

My Life Behind Paul’s Back Chapter One. (Revised from My Life With Paul) This time it is only about my adventures. I have volunteered to help mom write about her own adventures. I found readers were getting confused between my adventures and my mothers. Yes she will be mentioned in my adventures. After all she is my mother but I will not go into details about her life and dad and how they met and got married. Chapter One. I want to introduce my adventures and will start with dad. I want to begin with dad because through dad I met Paul. My dad always kept himself in good shape by working out in the gym. He was always busy with the church and always available for his congregation but always found time to work out in the gym. He had a free pass because the owner of the local gym was one of dad’s, congregation. Even now at age fifty-four dad is in great shape. He still has thick blond hair, although there are streaks of gray amongst the blond now. I don’t look a thing like him because I have dark hair and green eyes. I don’t even take after my mother who has blond hair and blue eyes like dad. I did ask mom about that years ago. She told me it was probably because somewhere in her ancestry there were blacks. She never went into detail who or what generations had been black. Dad didn’t talk to me very much when I was growing up but one day he opened up to me. He told me he always wanted to follow in his dad’s footsteps and be a preacher. He had studies hard and finished school. I ...

... never met my dad’s father, my grandfather because he died along with my grandmother in an auto accident a month before dad graduated from school. Dad did graduate at the top of his class and opened the church door days after his graduation. The church had been in rough shape but he was determined to keep the church open for his dad’s loyal congregation. Dad told me his life was perfect except he wanted a young wife to be by his side. He didn’t have any idea how to find a wife, especially the kind of wife that would not be upset he wouldn’t be able to be there for her. He told me he was and always would be dedicated to his congregation and his church. He wanted a woman that wouldn’t hound him about not spending enough time with her. Dad ended up hiring someone to hunt for the perfect wife for him. He preferred a woman in her mid teens so she wouldn’t ask him about money but also not underage which was sixteen. He planned when he married he would arrange for the church and banks to pay the bills and she would get a small allowance. Dad told me he preferred a girl in her mid teens before life spoiled her and she’s want too many fancy things in her life instead of just living life without expensive things and fancy clothes. The guy he haired found my mother through someone he knew thousands of miles from dad. Dad didn’t tell me all the details but he met and married mom. She had been sixteen when he married her. He didn’t even know her an hour before he proposed and married her. ...