“It’s a formality, really, Dulcie, but we’ve got to jump through some hoops. I’ll email you some forms for her to fill in.”“Thanks, Jack. ...How long do you think it’ll be?”He answered after a few moments, “Probably four weeks, I’d think. You’re thinking of a temporary appointment, aren’t you? About a year, to give her a taste of ministry?”“Exactly. Perhaps, when she’s got an idea of what she wants to do, it could be something for other potential ordinands.”“That’s a thought. I’ll be in touch.. .these wide, sexy hips..." a kiss was then placed on my left hip. "These thighs..." he trailed off once more and lifted my left leg and bent my knee so he could offer a kiss to the inner side of said thigh. "But this little pussy of yours..." his gaze fell upon my pussy which was actively dripping his cum. "This... little... pussy..." he punctuated each word with a kiss to my inner thigh that inched his lips closer to my hot pussy. His voice was hardly even a whisper when he spoke, his words so. I ran out of the room and into the bathroom. The contents of my stomach spilled out into the toilet. I washed my mouth out and wiped my face. I couldn't watch it again. I couldn't even think about it. My husband was having sex with a man. The same man I had slept with, bore children with and shared a life with for many years. I stopped and lifted the toilet seat again. I slowly walked back to the room. I heard Robin's voice as she entered the house. Quickly I turned off the monitor. "Hey, mom,". I slide my hand underneath the band and palm her right breast. It almost doesn’t fit in my hand. She sits up and lifts herself into my lap. I look up at her full lips, slightly parted from her panting. She starts grinding her hips and I feel my already hard dick getting harder. I reach behind her and pull her hair tie out, letting her long tresses fall around her face, and down her back. She kisses me, deeply, passionately. I slide my hand up her belly and unhook her bra from the front. she.