The Preacher's Wife - Part 5 - Sex Stories

The Preacher's Wife - Part 5

... see her for the first time not as a boss but as a sexually vibrant woman. I smiled and got to my feet and retrieved the things she had asked for and used some myself. “Can I see it?” she asked as I threw away the towelette and tucked my shirt in. I hesitated then decided what the hell; I have seen every bit of her. So I started to undo my belt. She laughed and said she would be glad to look at my cock all bound up, but she wanted to see the message/picture that had gotten me busted to begin with. Remembering that both women had on masks, I decided what harm could there be in showing it to her. So I fished my phone out of my pocket and turned it on. I helped Sherry to her feet and then found the message and handed the phone over to her. I had no sooner handed her the phone than I heard it vibrate and then vibrate again and then a few more times. Sherry’s eyes went wide, looked up at me and then she looked down again. I made a move to grab the phone from her and she turned. “Your wife did not put this on you? These two women did, didn’t they?!&#034 She looked over her shoulder at me and I closed my eyes knowing that what was seen and known could never be undone. When I opened my eyes she was holding my phone out to me. “We better get moving,” she said simply as she stepped around her desk and picked up her purse. I read the messages quickly. “Let’s go.” Sherry said. “Go where?” “That second message says you have to be at Julie’s by 7:00 and the one from Sarah said you better ...

... bring dessert. I know a wonderful little dessert shop on 6th Avenue. I will buy half a cheesecake and then you can introduce these women that have opened my eyes to see you in a completely different way. If they don’t invite me in, that’s fair. But I think they will.” I started to protest and she just smirked at me. “You don’t have time for this. Either you work with me or I follow you to their place. Or worse yet, tomorrow I lose another wonderful milkman and you lose your job!” 15 minutes later we left the Night Delight dessert shop with a cheesecake and then she followed me the 30 minutes back across town to pull down Julie and Dale’s street. I just prayed that when she came to the door Julie would have on clothes! I pulled into the drive and turned off the engine. I reached over to get the cake and started to get out of the car when Sherry came around and asked for the cake. “After all, I paid for it; I might as well deliver it. You can wait in your car!” She did not give me a chance to argue, she just took the box and walked up the drive, to the sidewalk and up to the front door where she rang the bell and waited. I sat down in the car and waited. Sherry just kept a smile on her face as she would occasionally look back at me with a smile and then ring the bell again. Then the door opened cautiously and I saw Julie in a terry cloth robe looking as if she had just awakened. The façade quickly disappeared though as she took the cake box from her visitor and stared daggers out ...