This is a continuation of Elaine, the pastors' wife. Enjoy..
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Pulling into the church parking lot, Jenni was chastising herself. "How could you forget your cell phone, Jen!"
The simple, 40 year old, divorced mother had fotgotten her cell phone in the room the hospitality team used for their part in church festivities. Noticing Jeffrey and Elaine's cars still in the lot themselves, she figured she would just go in, announce her presence, retrieve her phone, them leave. When her son, Michael, pulled into her usual spot, Jenni stated, "I'll be quick Sweetheart, just wait here."
Walking into the rear door, the immediate, although muffled sounds of creaking could be heard from where she had just entered. As she made her way down the hallway, the sounds became more prominent. A thud here, a breathless gasp there, and Jenni stopped, frozen. Every step closer, toward the
room the hospitality team uses, the muffled sounds became clearer. The gasps turned into seductive moaning and panting, with grunting now heard.
As the curiosity rose, one thing Jenni knew was there were ungodly actions going on in one of these offices. As she walked by Pastor Jennings office, nothing came to fruition.
Suddenly, 2 doors down, where Jeffrey's office was, the loud, unmistakable voice of Elaine, gruff, grainy, but seductive in nature, let the cat out of the bag. "Jeff.. Jeffrey. Oh Honey..Yes! Yes!"
Shocked, Jenni stood there, not quite at the door of Jeffrey Jennings, listening to the unfathomable. Elaine and Jeffrey weren't simply dealing in innocent manners, no, they were having sex.
"Fu..fuck..your moth..mother! Oh yes! Cum in me!" The wantonness in Elaine's voice told Jenni she was a more than willing participant.
A minute later, the climactic sounds of relief were, ultimately, released. "Ahhhhhhhhyes mom......" Realizing the incestuous doings were now complete, Jenni realized her own dress was up over her own waist, and her hand was rubbing her own mound. Silently ashamed, she ardently smoothed down her dress, then quickly, but discreetly retrieved her phone from the other room. Hastily leaving the church, she made her way back to her car, where her own, 20-year old son, Dominic waited.
""Mom?," Dominic asked inquisitively. "You ok? Your face is flushed.
"I'm.. I'm fine, sweetheart. Just take me home," Jenni stated. Putting her left hand on his crotch, she forced a smile on her face. "Mama wants you balls deep in me when we get home."
"What about your plans to..," Dominic started.
"As if you ever turn this down," Jenni exclaimed, her hemline now resting over her waist. With a purpose, Dominic and Jenni left the parking lot.
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Lifting himself off his mother, Jeffrey was sweating. Admiring the view that was still on the desk, the scene was euphoric. Reaching down to pull his pants back up, he could hear himself and his mother, both fighting their breathing. Lying there with her eyes closed, and her matronly tits out in the open, Jeffrey's eyes dropped to her still open legs, hanging innocently over the side of the desk.
"Damn mom," he'd try saying. "You know we're going to hell for this, right?"
Reaching her hand upwards, to tell her son to help her up, Jeffrey took it and helped her to a sitting position.
"Oh my God, sweetheart," Elaine quietly said, "Look at the mess you made in me." As they both looked between her legs, the white ejaculate he had just shot into her, not 10 minutes prior, had finally reached her entrance, or exit, in this case. A steady stream began making its way out of her swollen, agape pussy, pooling onto the desk. "Help mommy off the desk, Jeffrey," reaching her hand out again.
Taking her hand, Elaine managed to scooch her body enough that her high heels eventually made contact with the carpeted flooring. Instantaneously, the trickle of their mixed spend suddenly began dripping into her pantyhose, still around her hips.
"I'll clean the desk mom, you just... fix yourself," he exclaimed, wagging his finger towards her in an up-and-down motion.
Taking a tissue off his desk, Elaine wiped her cunny, while also holding the wipe against her opening.
"I'll be right back," She said. Delicately trying to pull her hosiery back up over her waist with her free hand, she waddled to the door. "I'd better use the bathroom before we head on home." Winking at her son, the smile that had soon replaced the exhaustion was plastered on her face. As she left the office, Jeffrey continued tidying up from their rendezvous.
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Later that even, after, yet, another round of sex, Elaine stood in front of her vanity. "So you'll be at Jennifer's tonight?" Elaine asked, querily.
"Yeah. I guess I'm meeting her grandparents tonight. Her mom insisted," Jeffrey said, rolling his eyes. Still lying there, naked, after dispensing 2 more loads deep into his mother, Jeffrey watched as she, herself was dressing.
After a quick shower, Elaine was clasping her bra over her swollen tits. "I'll be home about 10, I hope," She explained, now stepping into her red dress. Pulling it up over her waistline, she wiggled her motherly hips so the dress did its' job. "Zip me honey," She said, walking backward to Jeffrey.
After zipping her dress, Elaine sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching for the sun beige colored pantyhose she'd lay out on the bed earlier, Elaine began rolling them over her amazing legs.
"You don't look like you're in your 40's mom," Jeffrey replied. "If you weren't my mom, I'd swear you were maybe 30's... tops."
Looking back at her son, naked, and now propped up on one arm, Elaine could only chuckle. "Flattery, my dear," Reaching for his, now deflated dick, "Won't allow you between these legs until later young man." Adjusting her bottom every so slightly, Elaine licked the base of the sleeping giant that had, earlier, pummeled her insides. "But, the least I could do," she whispered, "Is remind him where he'll be later." Engulfing his length in one fell swoop, the religious wife, was in incestuous paradise.
