collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
I got to the church around 12:45pm and the parking lot was already empty. I unlocked and entered through one of the side doors then text Lydia which door to come through. I sat in one of the couches to the left of the door. My stomach was turning with butterflies. I couldn’t wait to see her. My legs were shaking with nervous energy. My phone buzzed as she responded.
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It had been three days since I had last seen or heard from Lydia. I had expected to at least get another email letting me know when she would be able to meet with me but there hadn’t even been a peep. I had her number after she put it into my phone but I was quite nervous to initiate contact. I felt like she was flirting with me but I am often very bad at reading ques like that. Maybe she was waiting for that though. Maybe she needed some kind of sign that would give her permission to take things to another level. Sunday morning services were only two days away, maybe I could try and reach out to her and mention possibly meeting after that. As I sat in my office, I pulled my phone out and began authoring a message. After typing something out only to delete it, I finally landed on this.
Hey Lydia, hope your week has been fantastic. Just curious if you were still interested in chatting? I’ll be free after church Sunday morning. Hoping to see you soon!
“Dear Pastor Alex,
I really enjoyed visiting church this morning. I’m sorry I scared you hehe :) I didn’t remember what time the college gathering was tomorrow night. Looking forward to seeing you again ;)
Lydia”
She definitely knew I was checking her out. Luckily she didn’t seem bothered by it. I’m never really good at reading intent through text but if she was put off I don’t think she would have looked up my email to ask when we would be meeting. My mind was racing. Worry about how to conceal my primal desire for her was beginning to set in. All those scenarios began running through my mind again. I felt myself getting hard as I started to let my mind wander, imagining my fingers grazing gently over her body. I started to rub myself over my pants. The water of the shower hadn’t been running long. As much as I wanted to jump in the shower with my wife I did need to listen for the girls. I positioned myself so that I could see her shadow of she ended her shower sooner than I thought. I pulled my cock out of my pants and slowly began stroking, imagining Lydia on top of me, rocking her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy lips up and down my shaft. I thought about how badly I wanted to press into her, stretching her young tight pussy. How I wanted to hear her moaning, whimpering, crying for more of me. I thought about how I wanted to smell the sex between us, how I wanted to taste her, and feel her heart pounding and taking shallow breaths against me. The moment I thought about feeling her pussy contract tightly around me I came. My cum covered my own hand and shot all over the table in front of me.
The congregants were beginning to disperse as the service let out. I usually went to the front of the church to greet folks as they left but on this particular morning I was having to shut a few things down on the stage. This was the first time I ever met her. I was leaning over the stairs leading to the stage trying to grab a couple of props that had been used during the service when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. When I turned around it was as if everything around me froze. She was beautiful. Long, straight sandy blonde hair with hazel eyes. Her skin was flawless. Her facial features were a bit cartoonish, but not in a goofy way. Her cheeks were inviting and her lips were small but full. My eyes continued down her slender frame. She was wearing a bodysuit shirt which highlighted her perky tits. Tight jeans that hugged her hips tight and had a skinny fit down her legs. I knew I was staring but I couldn’t help myself. I was in a trance but quickly pulled it together. Unfortunately it wasn’t before I began talking. I didn’t realize it until she responded.