What was I doing? This was sinful; Reverend Johnson would surely damn me to eternal hell for my conduct. And forget hell; while I was still alive, wou...ld I damn myself every waking, walking moment? I had never cheated on my husband; forget my failed attempt to seduce the Reverend. I had been in a rotten mood at the time. Artie had come home late and I didn't believe his excuses. Ernie, Ernie, we mustn't do this. I should pull his mouth off my nipple and jump out of bed. We would talk quietly; I. INTRODUCTIONBefore I start my stories, I want to give you some information about myself. At this moment, I live with my girlfriend and a good friend in a nice secluded house in the countryside. This gives us a lot of freedom and when the weather allows it, you can find us most of the time in the garden behind our house, without our clothes of course. Our garden can't be seen from the street and the houses of the neighbors are far away and our fences are too high to give them a view on what is. “Hopefully, that means we’ll be working together soon. You’re getting my job and I move up to assistant manager of finance,” Ed informed me with a smile. “Oh…Oh that’s great,” I said. It came out more with a sound of a moan than I had meant. Ed raised his eyebrow and chuckled as he walked off. “Just make sure you get that report back to us by tomorrow, don’t want to be pissing off the boss, before you’ve officially got the job,” he said with a wink, before walking off. I took a moment to. ?Sara didn’t reply, she just closed her eyes and nodded slightly.?Now Sara-slut, strip completely and show me your horny holes. By the way, you can keep the panties on for now, I want to remove them later.? Sarah pulled her t-shirt over her head and removed her red bra. Her nipples were not quite stiff, so I ordered her to pinch and pull them for a while. Soon they looked like erasers on pencils. While Sara played with herself I rolled a couple of joints. When they were ready I ordered Sara to.