I'm quicker if I can stand up." Another wink and he wlkaed out of sight towards the bathroom. Janet walked to the bed and sat down. She hoped he would...'t notice her legs shaking. Janet had not counted on her nerves kicking in this bad."Mr... what should I call you?" I wouldn't worry about that. Not polite to talk with your mouth full, is it?" His laughter made her cringe. Maybe this was a bad idea. Second thoughts were dashed from her head as he came back around the corner. His dress shirt hid. " Comin' right up. The thing is, Luke, I've already told quite a few people about you. You probably don't know it, but you're becoming a bit of a celebrity among the younger folk here in town. At least your rep is. I'm surprised you haven't been invited to a dozen parties by now." Nope, not a one. Anyhow, don't feel bad about outing me; I just hoped to contain it, if I could. If shit happens, it happens."C.J. handed him the beer and plopped down next to him on the couch. "Have you spoken to. My skepticism must have shown on my face, as this wasn’t exactly the gentlest form of sex that one would expect a virgin to typically desire, but both ladies insisted on me going that route. I wasn’t sure why, but they cleared it up very quickly indeed.“You gave me an amazing gift, both of you. I want to give back! Besides, I’m not going to be any wetter and readier than this, trust me! Even the thought of you taking me from behind is a serious turn-on, whereas it wouldn’t be with some guys. I. Helen was facing the coffee maker when she felt him press up behind her. She slipped to the side and away from him before speaking. “I’m the Pastor’s wife.”“I know,” Jeff said, stepping close to her again.“You are a married man and a deacon of the church,” she told him in a shaky voice.“I know that as well.”She started to say something else but stopped when Jeff Willet placed his finger against her lips. She looked at his face for a moment before parting her lips to allow him to push his finger.