It all started with a request to fly from Omaha to northern Virginia for a job interview and a chance for a promotion with my company. After talking it over with my wife, we decided to give it a try and see what developed. Little did I know she had put things in motion that would make the trip very interesting.
We had lived in Virginia for 8 years when I took a lateral move to Omaha, and had forged some very close friendships. One of the couples we knew very well were our Minister of Youth Daniel and his wife Rachel. We had developed as a foursome, always seeming to be together on vacations, trips and mission projects. My wife had called and made arrangements for me to stay with Daniel and Rachel while I went through the three days of face to face interviews.
As I arrived at the airport, Rachel met me and took one of my bags as we headed out to her car. She was dressed in a tight black pencil skirt and a cream colored blouse, with three inch heels. Her blouse revealed a darker colored bra underneath, struggling to contain her rather large breasts. As she walked ahead of me through the exit door, I could tell there was something on her mind, She told me Daniel had to go out of town for a four day seminar, as the senior pastor had taken ill and was unable to attend. The seminar was at the church we went to in Omaha, and Daniel was going to stay with my wife while out there.
She gave me the keys to his truck and told me to cancel the rental car I had reserved. As we left the airport she became animated at me being back in town, and asked how the interviews were structured. As I told her the first one was at eight the next morning, her face lit up until I told her it was two hours drive from her house around the beltway near BWI Airport. She seemed put off that I would have to leave so early.
Later that evening, after a home cooked meal, we sat in their living room listening to some CDs and having a glass of wine. I noticed Rachel had taken her bra off sometime after dinner in all the shuffling around the house, and her nipples were poking out under a thin blouse. She caught me staring and asked if I was okay. I replied "I could have sworn you had a bra on earlier, but the change looked really good from where I was sitting". With that, she put her wine glass down and lifted her blouse up over her head and tossed it to the side. I almost choked on my drink as she asked "Does that look better? "
I got up and sat in front of her, taking a breast in each hand and feeling their weight. I pinched a nipple between my thumb and forefinger and got a deep moan from Rachel. Taking that as permission, I leaned over and licked her nipple while fondling the other breast. Rachel's moans got louder and I got a little braver. I decided to see just how far this would go.