The difference for me is that until recently, I’ve sheltered myself from all sexual interaction. As a result, I’ve been told that I’m a ‘stuck...up prude’. So now, I’ve pledged to be a whore in the service of God and not Satan. I do not particularly like what I’m doing, however it is a tribulation I’ve been blessed with and I welcome it to prove my faith and love for the Lord.”“Excuse me for saying so, but that’s totally fucked up. I’d still like to do you again though.”Mrs. Waxerman made her way. “I don’t know. But you ever hear the phrase, ‘Don’t get mad, get even’?” I ask. “And you can’t fight mother nature, every girl tries and fails.” Jim was cute, he could land any girl he wanted. Dude was built like a rock, a great ass, and I bet he had a smile that sparkled. A funny look crossed his face. “Want to help me get even?” My eyebrows shot up. “You want me to help you get even with Alice? How?” “Oh, you know, do a little dance,” He said with a smirk. I didn’t have to think about. I reached out and touched her calf. Goosflesh shot it’s way up her leg and she tensed up. She inhaled sharply, but said nothing. I remained quiet, cock hardening as I raised the dress higher. Halfway up her thigh, I could feel her tensing more as the soft cloth tickled. I was greeted with pink at the end of the skirt’s rise. Around her waist, her pussy was exposed. It glistened in the lamplight, moist and ready. My cock struggled against my pants leg, yearing to be free, needing to be plunged. " You're so sweet," she blew him an air kiss. "I hope they'll like me tonight." They will, believe me, they will," Rick felt his hardness."Wish me luck!" she said at the door."You don't need any luck," he handed her the mic after testing it by hitting it in his palm."You're such a sweetie. I'm glad I married you." So am I!" he called to her as she skipped on stage. Automatically she cut right in on the number right on cue when they rehearsed on Thursday. Rick took his place behind the bar. Guys.