Nature had spread its scent all throughout the forest, and it was unavoidable. The sun's rays were beaming down on the white reflective design on Daisy's shoes. Her youth pastor was trailing along behind her, cautious with every step. "Isn't it beautiful out here?" He asked.
"I know, it's so amazing." Daisy looked over her shoulders at him as she was speaking. She was enjoying herself, but she was admittedly getting a little drained. Every summer was a harsh summer for her. Whenever she got hot, she got tired.
The smell of smoke intermingled between the trees, and she started thinking about the rest of the group. It was June, and they had spoken about having a barbecue once they all got settled up in their cabin. "Do you smell that, Pastor Olvarez?" She pointed her pink painted nails towards the direction of where she thought the smell was coming from. It definitely smelled like a barbecue.
"Mmmm, it smells good." He rubbed his stomach, and looked around. Their minivan wasn't too far from where they were. "Are you hungry?"
She had her eyes rested on his hand, watching him rub his stomach. All of a sudden her eyes were in his groin area. Immediately, she looked up at his face, rubbing the side of her arm. "I-Uh-" The voices in her head were giving her a bunch of disdainful comments. "Yeah, I'm a little hungry. 'Why the hell did I just look there?' She asked herself question after question in her head. The blush was seeping into her cheeks.
"Okay! Let's go!" Pastor Olvarez was such an energetic guy. As people would like to say he was "on fire for the Lord." Afterall, that was why he was out there on this voluntary missionary trip. He loved working with the teens at the youthgroup, and organizing events. When he looked at them he saw a little bit of himself in them sometimes.
As each year passed, he realized how much closer he was getting to reaching the big 4-0. Having kids of his own was merely a dream, and he fully accepted his fate. It had been years since he had a girlfriend, that just wasn't a priority anymore. Spending time with his nephew and his niece was enough. He considered the kids at church to be his own as well.
The two of them walked side by side through the forest. Each step they took led them closer and closer to the minivan. "So how's your summer been, Dayse?" Dayse... That was his nickname for her since he could never seem to fully say her name before she responded to him.
"Oh, you know... It's going." A nervous laugh erupted from her lips as she walked, bumping into his shoulder a little. There was an urge to reach up and pull the 'butt floss' from out of her ass, but she resisted. Her friends thought it was a good idea for her to try a thong, and she was instantly regretting it in that very moment.
Everything was so close, and tight. The wet fluid escaping from her pussy was only making things even more uncomfortable for her. Daisy hadn't even been thinking about anything dirty lately, so she was perplexed by the moistness that was oozing between her thighs.
Admittedly, she had a crush on Pastor Olvarez for a long time, but she never wanted to make it obvious. Whenever they were at Bible study together, she could never fully focus. The scent of his cologne made her pussy clench up every time he walked by her, his well-trimmed beard, and that smile- ohhhh that smile just made her want to cum on the spot.
"Dayse, Dayse!" While Daisy had been fantasizing over Pastor Olvarez and his looks, she had completely zoned out of the conversation. "Are you okay?" He had stopped walking, and was rubbing her on the back. "Daisy!"
"Huh!" She placed her hand over her chest, and looked over to the side and saw the look of concern on his face. "Yeah, I'm okay." A weak smile feigned from her lips. "Sorry, I was thinking about something." As if she had been pushed by the wind, she immediately started walking again.
He hesitated, but he followed her lead. "What were you thinking about?"
"Oh, uh-" The Bible tracks she had in her free hand were beginning to get damp from her fingers. "Just school stuff."
Pastor Olvarez wanted to pry some more, but he settled for her answer. "Ummm, okay." He knew her so well, and something was definitely not right. "When you want to tell me the truth, I'm all ears... Okay?"
"Pastor Olvarez, I am telling you the truth" she retorted. All of a sudden she stopped dead in her tracks, realizing that they were in front of the minivan. She turned to him, waiting for him to unlock it.
He walked up to the back doors, and opened them for her. "Okay, if you say so."
As she was in the back putting away the tracks, he went to the front to slip out of his rugged hiking boots. He pulled out a nice pair of canvas shoes, slipping his feet into them. Once they were all tied up, he went to the back once again. The side of the van was beaming from the sun, the symbol of the cross was shining in all directions on the van. The church had just gotten a new paint job, and the decal looked awesome. He stopped admiring the artwork, and continued walking, around the van. When he approached her his heart nearly stopped.
There she was, bent over and basically bare. His eyes were fixated on the baby blue thong that was practically riding up her asscrack. He looked left and right, and all he saw were trees and dirt. There was literally nothing else to even pretend to look at. God, he could truly see it all. Everything. Bare. As his eyes ran up and down her nicely toned brown legs, he nearly lost his control right then and there. 'Where the hell did she even get her hands on something like that,' he wondered to himself. He knew her family, and he knew them very well. There was no way they would let her wear something like that. Truthfully, he thought they checked her belongings, her social media accounts, and even her phone. But maybe he was wrong.
All at once, his heart rate quickened, and that sensitive spot underneath his pants started to rise. 'Maybe she has a boyfriend back at college,' he thought to himself. He could just taste her fresh young pussy from a few feet away. It looked good as all hell. The more he looked closer at it, the more he realized something... There was a wet spot that was staining her panties. He wanted her right then and there.
Instantly, he tried to calm himself down. Deep down he knew it was all wrong. Sure, Daisy was legal, but he couldn't fuck her... Never. He knew her dad, and he would kill him. For crying out loud, he was her youth pastor. Besides, he figured Daisy wouldn't be interested in an older gentleman like himself. He knew he kept himself up well, stayed in shape, and looked pretty young for his age, but he still knew that his fun days were over.
