She was now regularly hooking up with him, pretty much whenever he contacted her. She was even having sex with him. As it turned out, that crazy ‘on... time’ thing in his basement that afternoon hadn’t been so ‘one time’ after all. He’d fucked her again a few times, including earlier that week. Rachel swallowed as the memory snaked a confusing jolt between her legs. It had actually been one of the rare occasions that his house hadn’t been unoccupied. He had texted her towards the end of the. I went back inside to hear what they had to say, "Dad's just a little excited because Mom is ready to deliver." I said, as I returned to my seat."Let's all join in silent prayer for John and his family " one of the preachers said.A little more than an hour later we still had not returned to "Binder Day". The program was put on hold for another day.Soon the service stopped again, I saw a lady leaning it toward the pulpit whispering. Our preacher, Rev Sam, pointed to me and called me up. He spoke. We got home and opened some wine. Before we knew it we had finished two bottles and were onto a third. We were both a bit drunk. “What did you think of my friends today?” she asked me. “A couple of them were making it a bit obvious that they were available. As I said this morning, it’s a bit soon for me.” “So the fact that you had some trouble keeping your eyes off of me, had nothing to do with it?” “Sorry, was it that obvious?” “Yes.” I was going to apologise again, but she held up her. She got the hint but she is not opening up, then I was fed up and held her by her waist and gave a hard push, by that she turned around and asked me why I held her waist. I said that to avoid pain caused by the table due to the hard pushing but she did not accept my reason and kept on asking me what are my intentions.After some time, I gave a deep kiss on her lips, she tried to get released but due to my strength, she couldn’t able get free, after some mins, I left her, then after a few.