As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story. I have maintained that concept in this chapter as well.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
"Pastor, before you say something stupid, you should leave. Get dressed and go home. I will see you in your office tomorrow right after school. Your women will be staying here tonight."
And he gathered up his clothes, donned them, and left muttering obscenities and curses under his breath.
After all the upheaval of the day and our dealings with the bastard Pastor, the women and I had a quiet evening. A light meal, some TV, and off to bed. Mom and I shared her bed as usual while the Howard women took their slumber in mine.
Breakfast was a simple meal for all of us. Toast, jam, coffee, and gloating. I was not able to convince them to stop. Especially not Julia and Tabi. They felt positively ecstatic about the humiliation of the Pastor yesterday. Both also agreed they had enjoyed the best sleep in many months.
I was not in a gloating mood. Far from it. Mom must have sensed my uncertainty as she remained somewhat glum as well.
It was not a case of feeling the humiliation and mental torture of the asshole Pastor was not needed. And, I did enjoy it. He deserved everything he received and would continue to receive.
My qualms were about the further use of the ring and my pet djinn. Until now, I had not felt I was using the ring in an evil manner. I had not forced any of the women to be with me sexually. They seemed to desire me of their own accord. And everything we all did together was enjoyed by all.
Jennifer was a perfect example of me not taking advantage of a woman. The very hot cheerleader had been involved in a lesbian affaire with our teacher Ms. Walker and had never been with a guy before. As a matter of fact, she had never seen a hard cock before mine.
We added another dimension to her affaire by introducing Mom and me to Jennifer. She was able to see, feel, and taste her first cock with me. But when it came to fucking her, it was decided by us all that she needed a specific event of her own. She did not need to accept sloppy seconds or even thirds from me.
Before we could arrange anything, the Howard weekend occurred. I would need to find quality time for Jennifer if she wanted to move forward with me.
I was almost in a daze all that day at school. I guess I was kind of obvious about it as Ms. Walker asked me to stay after class so we could talk. She stayed behind her desk while I sat at a student's desk in the front row.
"Ricky, what is wrong with you today? You seem to be out of it," asked Ms. Walker.
"I am, I guess. I just have some things on my mind."
"Do you want to tell me about them?" the teacher asked as she walked around the edge of the desk and perched on it. My eyes were drawn down to her long, athletic legs as she crossed them. This simple act became very sexual in my mind as her short skirt slid up her legs revealing the garter belt clips holding up her taupe stockings.
"I do need some advice and I think you are the perfect person to ask since we have such a close personal relationship."
Ms. Walker licked her perfect lips and smiled in encouragement.
"Ms. Walker, do you regret what happened between us?" I asked very straightforwardly.
"I was sorry about it at first," she replied. "I enjoyed the sex, it was great. You and your mother were wonderful lovers. But, it still felt awkward. After all, my life, my career was on the line since you are one of my students."
"At first?" I asked.
"Yes, I became much more comfortable with it when I saw that nothing had changed in our student-teacher relationship. You didn't mix the two."
With that being said, Ms. Walker uncrossed her legs. Rather than recrossing them, she left her legs open. I knew she was deliberately letting me look up her skirt at her pale yellow silk and satin panties.
"Ms. Walker, did you feel coerced or forced to have sex with me?"
My teacher shook her slowly, giving me a wry smile. "No, Ricky, I felt seduced. A masterful seduction."
I had to smile back in return. Ms. Walker had set my mind at ease.
"Thank you for setting my mind easy, Ms. Walker. I wish I could eat you out as a return."
"I wish you could too, Ricky. Let's get together soon."
Mrs. Howard was waiting for me in her car when school let out. I almost leaned over to give her a kiss when I climbed in. Realizing quickly that would be inappropriate, I stopped leaning in her direction before it became too obvious to bystanders what I had been about to do.
At the temple, Mrs. Howard accompanied me to her husband's office. We waited at his door while his assistant Pastor, who also served as the receptionist, announced us.
The Pastor obviously had good taste in women. Since it was a weekday and no services scheduled, she was wearing her street clothes. The AP had stood up slowly when we told her we were there to meet the Pastor.
The woman was about five foot six, wearing low heels, a tight skirt that ended above her knees, and a top that showed off her pleasant sized breasts. Long wavy dark hair that hung beneath her shoulders. A sexy youngish woman.
The Pastor was sitting behind his desk waiting for me nervously. He looked quite surprised when he saw his wife was my companion for this visit.
"Hello, Pastor, how are you today?" I asked.
He grunted out a response. "What are you doing here, Julia?" he asked his wife.
"I asked her to come with me," I said. "We had a great night together, Pastor. How was your night?"
"Horrible," he said with anger tingeing his cheeks.
"Did you manage to get a hard-on, Pastor?"
