After watching Taylor walk through the door of her parents house, I turned around and walked to my car, driving to my house after I got in it.
I was a little in shock that Taylor and I had just kissed. I couldn't even remember who leaned in first, whose lips made first contact, or who ended the kiss. But, I could definitely remember how soft her lips were, how they felt on mine, and the feeling my body felt as we shared that brief kiss.
But, what really stuck out to me was the look in her eyes after the kiss ended. The little twinkle she had in them. And the shy way that she said goodbye afterwards. I fell asleep a short time later, the way her lips felt still lingering on my mind.
When I woke up the next morning, I saw a text notification on my phone from Taylor. I quickly unlocked my phone and read, "Hey, Christopher, just wanted to say thank you again for last night. I had a great time." I sent her a text back saying that I also had a great and hinted that we should do it again.
I didn't hear from Taylor again, but Lauren did text me later that afternoon. "I feel really bad about ditching you last night. Maybe I can make it up to you tomorrow?"
"You know you don't have to do that, but I'll gladly let you," I texted her back.
"Let's meet at our usual spot," she said and I told her that I couldn't wait.
It was the first Sunday in August, which both felt like just a short time ago, and also forever ago, when we first went to our "usual spot." As I sat in a pew during the first hour of church, my kids coloring and goofing off next to me, I could see Lauren a few rows in front of me.
I couldn't exactly tell what was happening, but I could tell that Lauren was having a bit of a tough time. One of her kids must have been giving her problems as she appeared to be getting pretty upset. After the first meeting ended, I took my kids to their classes and was heading to mine when Lauren stepped out of the women's bathroom, nearly running into me.
"You OK?" I asked. "Looked like the kids were struggling a bit today."
"You could say that," Lauren replied with a little laugh. "Those kids just know how to push my buttons."
"I hear you there," I said, looking around and seeing the halls nearly empty. I held out my arms and she took a step towards me and we shared a quick hug.
I went to walk away but Lauren put her hand on my arm to stop me and asked in a whisper "Do you have to go to class today? Or can we go somewhere...alone?"
I saw the look in her eyes and knew that I wanted to go with her. "Where we going to go?"
She smiled at me and grabbed my hand, barely holding it as we walked around the church. She finally found an empty class room and we walked into it, closing the door behind us. We kept the lights off as Lauren grabbed a chair and put it up against the door, blocking it from being opened.
I stood up against the wall that the door was on so I wouldn't be in view if anybody tried to get in. Lauren pushed her body up against mine and leaned up to start to kiss me. She had on a plain pink dress with sleeves that ended just above her elbows and the bottom of it ended just above her knees. Her chest was completely covered, but it was tight enough to show off her breasts and her curves as we made out and I wrapped my arms around her body.
As Lauren pushed her tongue into my mouth, she moved her hands between us and used one of them to start to rub my cock over my slacks, while her other hand started to undo my belt, unsnap the button holding my slacks up, and unzipped them. She started to pull down my slacks while her hand slipped into my underwear and wrapped it around my cock.
She rubbed up and down my shaft as I grew to my full six-inch length and I moved my hands to her butt, squeezing it over her dress. She ended the kiss as she pulled my cock out of my boxers and said, "This feels so wrong, but also, so right."
I watched as she dropped down in a squat in front of me, used her tongue to lick up and down my shaft, then wrapped her lips around my tip and started to bob her head. She took my entire six-inches into her mouth, burying her nose in my groin, and holding herself there for a few seconds, before going back up to my tip, swirling her tongue around my tip, and going back to moving up and down my shaft.
Her brunette hair was loose around her face, moving and swaying as she went up and down my thick shaft. She closed her eyes as she deep throated me every time and I looked around at the room we were in, thought about how much we shouldn't be doing what we were doing, but knowing how great it felt.
I could feel myself getting close and wanted to warn Lauren, but knew I was too close. Instead, I put my hands on the back of her head, pushed my hips forward to bury my cock in her throat, and started to cum. I could feel Lauren moaning around my shaft as my cock pumped cum down her throat.
When I was done, I took my hands off her head and Lauren used her tongue to lick my cock clean. As she stood up, she said, "That made dealing with my kids during sacrament worth it."
I laughed as I caught my breath and Lauren stood up, pulling my pants up at the same time. She helped me to put my belt back on and zipped them up before we left the class room and went to our separate classes.
After that Sunday, Lauren and I talked about it, how exciting it was, and how we wished we had gone farther. But, as much fun as it was, we also knew that it was incredibly dumb and dangerous to do anything sexual in a church during the regular Sunday meetings.
But, that didn't stop us a month later when we did the same thing. Or a few weeks after that. We almost got caught once, when the doorknob rattled and somebody tried to get in. We quickly finished what we were doing and left, vowing to never do it again.
Until this current day, when she texted to ask about meeting in our usual spot and I agreed to do it. That Sunday morning, I woke up feeling incredibly horny for some reason. As I got myself and my kids ready for church, I had to consistently tug my boner into the waistband of my boxers or move it out of the way. Finding a break from getting ready while my girls brushed their teeth, I texted Lauren and said, "Just a warning, I make no promises that it'll just be a blowjob today."
Lauren just texted back a smiley face emoji and I shook my head at just how crazy she could be. Getting to church a short time later, Lauren's oldest daughter ran over and grabbed us, leading us to sit next to them. Unlike most times, where Lauren and I were on opposite ends of the pew, we sat down next to each other.
After partaking of the sacrament, the first speaker stood up to give his talk. Lauren quickly got out some books and toys to entertain the kids before she sat back with a notepad and a pen in her hand. She wrote something down on it and showed it to me. "Still horny?" it read and I nodded my head yes.
