As Rev. Bob drove to the church for the New Member's Class he thought about the upcoming session. He really liked his new parishioners, Rich and Sheila and their teenage son Don. Then of course there was Don's girlfriend, Penny. Thinking about Penny, for the second time today made Bob's cock stir again. He knew it was wrong to think of her in such carnal terms but the girl was an extremely pretty and sensuous young lady. At 18 she was a slim, brown eyed beauty with chestnut hair that reached her shoulders, Penny was, without a doubt, a stunner. A natural athlete and a swimmer, Penny was the star on the high school swim team where early morning practices had toned her young body to perfection. Bob visualized her perky young breasts, usually tightly constrained within a sports bra, under the thin mini T shirts she habitually wore. He estimated that her boobs were probably a 34B maybe even a C cup. Her taut, flat belly was usually fully visible between where her short T shirts ended and the top of her Yoga pants began.
"Ah Yoga pants," mused Bob for the second time that day, "Thank you God for Yoga pants!"
Thanks to Lulu Lemon and Associates there was little guess work needed to figure out what Penny's lower body would look like naked! The form hugging pants she always wore emphasized the gorgeous round swell of her bubble butt. Bob had a tough time not staring at her gorgeous ass whenever she turned around. Keeping his eyes to himself was not easy. He often wondered what her lovely, toned thighs would feel like wrapped around his head or, better yet, his waist.
As Bob rounded the street corner and drove up the driveway of the church he noticed someone sitting on the front steps. He was intentionally half an hour early so he could set up the chairs, books and flip chart needed for his upcoming class so he was surprised that someone was here already. As he drew nearer to the steps he was able to recognize the familiar figure of Penny sitting on the front steps, dressed in her usual tight Lulu Lemon Yoga pants and a cute little mini T shirt that barely reached below her perky breasts.
Parking the car Bob got out and greeted Penny with a smile.
"Hey there Penny! What are you doing here so early and where's the rest of the crew?"
Penny lit up with a huge smile, "Hey Bob, I was at swim practice really early so I just walked over from the pool, I told Don I'd meet him and his folks here at 10."
Penny sprang up from her spot on the steps and gave Bob a big hug. While Bob always encouraged his flock to be demonstrative of their care and love for one another he found it a little too tempting to be hugged tightly by this extremely attractive teenager. Her firm, round boobs pressed against his chest and he found he had to encircle her waist with his arms in order to maintain his balance. She certainly was a lovely armful! Backing up quickly so the young woman would not discern the beginnings of his erection, Bob retreated toward the front door of the church. Unlocking the door he held it for Penny and admired the bounce of her fine young ass cheeks as she brushed by him on the way in the door.
"Are we in the Fireside Room as usual?" Penny asked.
"Yes," said Bob "I really appreciate you coming to help out a little bit early, it'll ease my load a little."
Penny gave him a strange look at that comment and smiled at Bob sweetly, "Anything to relieve your load there Reverend!" she giggled.
Bob blushed deeply and stammered something incoherent as he struggled to maintain his composure. Penny was a tease and a bit of a rebel in her own right. She never called Bob, Reverend, much to the dismay of Don's mother, Sheila. She believed that it was a sign of respect to address Bob by his title and constantly reminded Penny she should address him in such a manner. Penny on the other hand was consistently defiant of this directive and insisted on using his first name in every conversation. Her sudden use of his title told Bob that she was quietly teasing him and was intent on finding out just how far she might push the handsome minister in the future.
Bob was not sure if it was his imagination or if Penny was deliberately bending over further than she needed to while arranging the chairs. She was holding the pose a little bit longer than she really had to. He couldn't keep his eyes off her beautiful butt as she leaned over to place the chairs and the fabric of her yoga pants did nothing to conceal the lovely round ass cheeks and firm thighs that were just below them. Her tits were bouncing under her flimsy T shirt in a most provocative way too and it was plain to Bob that she was not wearing the usual sport bra underneath her shirt. In fact the outline of her firm nipples told him that she wasn't wearing a bra at all. Bob couldn't help himself and had to watch her as she glided around the room, her firm young swimmer body barely concealed under her tight clothing. Suddenly she looked over and caught him watching her, a book clasped in his right hand, frozen in motion as he was about to place it on one of the chairs.
"See something you like there Pastor?" she smirked.
"Jeez I'm sorry Penny...um...well..I was just thinking about the lesson today, you know?" Bob stuttered.
Quick and fluid as a cat Penny slid into his personal space and stood inches away from him, "Really Bob? I don't think so. I think you were just thinking about how you'd like to fuck me, weren't you?"
Totally flummoxed Bob turned red as a beet and tried to make a response.
"Well?" she smiled at him mockingly. "Isn't that the truth? You're always telling us that the truth will set us free and how confession is good for the soul...what do you say Bob?"
