He booked the room and I went there. While going I was thinking continuously about how cheap I am, why I am going to be a slut. But I wanted that new ...xperience. I wanted to be kissed like that. His one kiss was enough to intrigued me. I like that wet feeling down there cause I am always dry when my husband fucks me. While knocking the door I thought I will talk sometime and some kisses and I will go back. I can’t have sex with someone stranger!He opened the door for me and took my purse. He. She moved to the head of the bed so that she could sit up in a nest of pillows. I was instructed to slip in between her legs and lick her pussy. She finished her toast and coffee and got up to go to the bathroom. As she went into the ensuite she instructed me to follow her. I was to kneel at the side of the toilet as she peed. Then I was instructed to hand her the tissue. She dried herself and then returned to bed with me in tow. She sat up in the bed again and I resumed licking her. He was in his early thirties, stood only five foot four to my six foot three, one hundred and twenty five pounds and he was clean-shaven. Without speaking, he motioned for me to follow and led me to his bedroom. Still not speaking he pointed at the floor. He had that little glint in his eye that short guys often have when a guy my size is submissively on my knees at his knees. With shaking fingers, I reached for his crotch. When I lowered his zipper, opened his fly and pulled his pants down. ” I was curious and a tiny voice was whispering in my ear.“I took $30,000 from John’s church building fund and the audit is in about a week. He’s Treasurer and you can probably figure it out from there”I could. John is Mindy’s boyfriend/fiancé. In today’s complicated world they were not married, but had just bought a house together. They were as good as married, but it would likely be even more complicated than normal should they break up. Add in that she had evidently stolen church money using.