She sighed and continued to try and focus on what he was saying, unsuccessfully. By the end of the service, she’d barely heard a word he’d said. She followed him up to his office as she always did on Sundays. The secretary, an elderly woman, smiled sweetly as she gathered up her things and got ready to leave.
“Hello, Samantha dear,” she said.
Samantha set about doing her weekly duties, trying to force herself to concentrate. After a few minutes, she and Pastor Dan were the only two left in the office.
He went out into the hall, checking for anyone that might still be around and came back, smiling. Tiptoeing playfully over to where she was still working, he leaned down and caused her to giggle as he kissed her neck. His hands came around and grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing gently and nibbling at her pale skin. A hand lifted from her breast and pulled her long blonde hair away from her neck.
She giggled and brushed him off. “I’m not finished with my work yet. You want to sit and talk while I finish?”
He grinned at her and backed up. “I’ll behave, for now,” he said, scowling playfully at her.
She snickered and finished what she was doing as quickly as she could. Finally finished, she stood and followed him to his inner office. As she leaned over the desk to drop the paperwork on it, he came up behind her and placed both hands on her shoulders, squeezing them gently. She felt something poking her in the butt and glanced back.
“Pastor Dan!” she said, wide-eyed. He clearly had an erection tenting his pants. He looked down.
“Don’t worry about that,” he said, smiling and spinning her around to face him. “It’s a natural reaction to how beautiful you are!”
She blushed and looked down again, it seemed like it would tear right through his trousers.
He lifted her hand then and kissed it, pulling her towards the couch. “Can we sit and kiss a little bit?” he asked.
She smiled sweetly and nodded as they slid down on the couch. “So when we kiss, it makes you feel better?”
He smiled and nodded, pursing his lips and leaning forwards.
“I meant to tell you something before we start,” she said, holding up a hand and stopping him. “I wanted to say I was sorry for not being able to see you on Friday. I know that you needed me to make you feel better, but I just had too much homework.”
He smiled. “A pretty girl like you should be out with her boyfriend on Friday night, not at home studying.”
She smiled. “Keith and I aren’t really all that serious,” she said. “I mean, we’ve gone out to a movie a few times, but we really only see each other at school or when he comes over to study.”
“Did you tell him what happened last time?” he asked.
Samantha smiled. “It’s not really come up yet, but I’m sure he’d understand. He’s a really great guy and I know that he’d see it was just because you’re hurting so much.”
Pastor Dan smiled at her. “I think you might want to keep it between us. Not everyone is as understanding as you are sweetheart. We wouldn’t want him to get jealous, even though you’re just helping me out.”
She smiled sweetly at him. “You’re probably right.”
Dan leaned forward and began to kiss her pale neck, his lips warm on her flesh. She sighed, trying to not to let his kissing feel good. This was for his benefit, not hers after all.
His hands pushed her gently back into the cushions of the couch as he kissed across her collarbone and to the other side of her neck. She sighed softly, despite her attempts to maintain her composure.
He gently began to pull at her shirt, his hands fumbling with the buttons. She felt the first one give, and then another. She probably shouldn’t let him take her shirt off, but he’d already been feeling her breasts, and it was just clothing. It probably wasn’t that big of a deal.
The second button slipped free as did the next, and she suddenly felt his lips on her cleavage. She moaned softly, her girl parts tingling and growing damp. She shook her head and moaned softly, thoroughly enjoying herself.
“Sorry,” she said, causing him to look up. His hands didn’t stop, and soon he had undone her last button and had the shirt open in the front, displaying her pretty white bra encasing her breasts.
“Sorry for what?” he asked, smiling genuinely.
“I try to control myself,” she said, blushing as he reached up and began to fondle both of her breasts. “I know this isn’t for me, you know?”
He looked at her curiously.
“I’m trying to make you feel better, not give pleasure to myself,” she explained. “It’s not right for me to use you like that!”
He nodded in understanding. “But what if I want to make you feel good too? What if that’s part of what makes me feel better?”
She looked up, her face clearly showing her surprise. “Really?” she asked.
He smiled and nodded. “That would be awfully selfish of me if I just used you for my own personal pleasure, now wouldn’t it?”
She shrugged. “I just know that you need me right now, and I’m happy to make you feel better. You’ve gone through some trauma and if kissing me and playing with my body a little bit can bring you peace, I’m happy to do it. Sometimes, I just can’t help but feel… excited. So if there’s anything else I can do to make you feel better, I’ll absolutely be happy to do it.”
He smiled down at her, silent for a few seconds as if he were trying to decide something.
“Anything?” he asked.
She smiled and nodded, but then frowned. “Well, I mean… we can’t go all the way, that’s reserved for my future husband.”
He nodded in response. “Of course it is, my beautiful Samantha.”
She pulled him down to her, his lips finding hers. She felt his erect penis pushing into her leg and looked down. “Does that hurt?” she asked.
He glanced down and shrugged. “I mean, it’s not really in a comfortable position. Maybe if I…” he reached down and she gasped when she saw him reach into his pants. Catching a glimpse of his erect penis, she averted her eyes as he adjusted himself. He pointed it directly towards his stomach and moved upwards.
“Is that better?” she asked as he moved to kiss her again. His lips found hers as his tongue pushed into her mouth. She moaned softly as she felt how warm it felt, but then felt his erection pushing into her very tingly womanhood.
She sighed in pleasure, causing him to break the kiss. He looked at her and smiled, thrusting gently with his hips. The movement caused his erection to slide up her wet soft parts and made her eyes go wide.
“Oh, Pastor Dan,” she said, sliding upwards from beneath him. “I don’t think I can stand much of that!”
He smiled. “That’s a good thing.” He tried to kiss her again, but she slid off the couch. He looked up at her, mirth on his face as she bit her lip nervously. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I don’t know why that made me do that.”
He chuckled. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to do.”
She shook her head and came back to him quickly. “No no! I’m fine, I just… I’ve never felt like that before!”
Nodding he sat her down beside him, his erection poking rudely up.
She couldn’t help but glance down and then back up at him. “Does that still hurt?”
He shrugged. “I’ll be okay. I promise, it’s okay.”
She looked at him doubtfully.
“Are you sure? Your face is all flushed and you’re breathing heavy.” She looked directly at him, concern clearly on her face.
“I’m sure. I can show you, if you don’t believe me,” he said.
She smiled widely, but then shook her head. “This isn’t for me,” she said quietly, closing her eyes.
She opened them again and saw that he’d unzipped his trousers and was pulling them down.
Her eyes went wide when she saw his erection. Amazed, she stared and leaned forwards.
“It looks so angry!” she said, covering her mouth. “Are you sure that’s normal?”
“Well, you’ve got me way more excited than I have been in a very, very long time,” he admitted.
“Oh, Pastor Dan,” she said. “I did this didn’t I? I’m so sorry to cause you so much discomfort.”
He chuckled at her reaction and reached for her hand. “Would you like to help me?”
She looked up at him suspiciously. “Pastor Dan, you just want me to give you a blowjob, don’t you…”
He shrugged, admitting it. “Of course I do. I’m so thankful that you want to help me, but in my current state, I won’t be able to get anything done, and I certainly won’t be able to go home. You’re just so pretty and sweet, I think anyone would be lucky to get a blowjob from you.”
She sighed. “But I’ve never done anything like that before. I just don’t think you’d enjoy it.”
“Well, I’d never force you to do anything, but you’re more than welcome to give it a shot and see how you like it. If you don’t, we can always stop!”
She thought quietly for a minute before looking up and smiling.
“You’ll have to tell me what to do though,” she said. “You’re sure that this will help?” she asked.
He smiled, nodding. “First, you’ll want to pull my boxer shorts off.”
She nodded obediently and reached up to pull as he stood. Slipping them down, she giggled as his erection bobbed up and down after sliding out of the hole. Stepping out of his underwear, he reached for her shirt and slid it off her arms, leaving her standing in the long skirt that she was wearing, and her bra.
“Would you mind taking your bra off? It will make this go faster.”
She smiled and nodded sweetly, reaching back and quickly unclipping her bra and sliding it off her shoulders. He immediately leaned forwards and sucked one of her nipples into her mouth. She gasped in pleasure, biting her lower lip as he sucked gently at her. Breaking the lock he had on it, he smiled up at her and sat back on the couch, spreading his legs a bit.
“Now, take a kneeling position, as if you were praying, at my knees,” he said, smiling.
“Okay,” she said, sliding to her knees and moving forwards. “What do I do?” she asked.
He smiled. “Take my cock and wrap your lips around it.”