Brad Harris - The preacher_s wife

"Maggie!"

Loren looked at his wife. He was horrified.

"Had your little fun?" Maggie asked as she walked toward them. "Finished your cute little fuck you thought you could slip in while I was in class?"

Loren MacDonald watched his beautiful wife walk toward him. She was not such a beautiful sight just now. Her eyes were glistening as she looked at him. He watched, trying to find some way of explaining to her.

He watched, frozen in horror, as she slowly began to unbutton her blouse. She slipped the soft fabric from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her skirt dropped down her thighs.

She smiled as she stepped out of the skirt and began to remove her bra. Loren gasped at the tits which sprang toward him as she tossed the bra across a chair. She walked to the bed, clad only in whisper-thin panties.

He had almost forgotten how devastatingly beautiful she was. Her red hair glowed in the light. Her body shimmered. She stood beside the bed and hooked her thumbs in the top of the panties. She moistened her lips as she slid them down her hips and thighs.

He had been still unable to speak when she sat down beside him. She touched his ass with one hand, the brunette's tit with the other. She caressed both for a moment, while Loren waited in horror for the explosion of her anger.

"Well?" she asked. "What does a girl have to do to get a fuck around here?"

"What?" he gasped. Loren looked over at Mary Alice to be sure that she wasn't something he had imagined. Maggie was acting as thought it were perfectly normal to discover him in the act of fucking another woman.

"You heard me," the redhead said. "I asked whether I was going to get my fuck or not."

"You," he gasped. "You want to fuck me after this?"

"Sure," she replied. "It doesn't appear that you damaged that cock with Mary Alice. I assume it can still get up a girl's pussy."

Loren began to tremble in shock. His teeth rattled. He had made this special trip to Manchester to try and cover his weekend affair with Susan. He'd gotten caught in bed with Maggie's roommate before he could make up with his wife. Now, instead of blowing her stack, Maggie was ready for a fuck. He shuddered and stammered helplessly.

"Might as well get used to it," Maggie laughed. "You fuck whoever you want, whenever you want. I'll do the same. Neither of us will ever get mad at the other because of it. You're a damn good piece of cock, almost as good as I am a tasty piece of tail. No reason we can't fuck each other while we're looking after the rest of the world, is there?"

She slid her body against him, her pussy rubbing against his cock.

"We have quite a life ahead of us. You'll end up the best known preacher around. You handle the woman, I'll handle the men. What a fantastic life."

Loren rolled his eyes. He gasped for air. He shook and trembled as he felt her cunt descending on his prick.