Pris' trim, nicely rounded hips bobbed enticingly in front of him, not more than two feet away as he followed her up the steps. She wore a pair of bri...f, white, skin-tight shorts, and try as he would, Max could see no sign that she had panties on beneath them. The thought excited him somewhat, causing him to wonder what Pris might be like in bed.Certainly she was a good-looking woman, he thought to himself. She was Jackie's age, or near enough to make no difference; she was blonde, whereas his. :Kaiseaayeethum(how did you come)”, “why shouldn’t I”, she has already removed her coat and was in a t shirt which she wore inside because of the climate. And her uniform pant. I came next to her and sat and slowly caressed her hand and fingers keeping it on my thighs. She was just staring at me and told “buddu, tumnediyadhoosraachaabiaurmera locker me tha (idiot, you only gave me the other key and I was having it in my locker)”. Then only I realized that I have given her once when she was not. The delivery man can only shake his head, almost as if speaking would wake him up from this dream. My mind is wondering with so many thoughts and I suddenly feel hands on my hips. I know they are Jason’s because I’m still looking at the delivery man wondering what is going on in his mind. My G-strip begins to descend down my legs very slowly and each foot is lifted up to remove the garment. I feel a slight touch on my thigh moving towards my wet pussy. Slowly, fingers start to separate my lips. ”Mrs. Howard, the Pastor’s wife, and his Assistant Pastor acknowledged their instructions. I was confident they would follow my instructions.I texted my Mom asking for a ride. I waited outside for her to pick me up. My mind wandered down the path of my punishment of the Pastor for his transgressions. The worm needed to be punished, he had earned it.When Mom arrived, she asked me if I would like to pick up dinner. We were not far from our favourite Indian food restaurant. I agreed.