Always considered myself a woman of faith, following the words of our father but the temptation of the flesh never faded in me and more so when my pastor fornicated with me.
Never had any sexual experience or attraction to a man, it was specific and clear because I was Christian, that's what prevented me from having sex, already having 18 years old and never having had sex, one of my pastors became very attractive to me but I knew why, it was maybe his way of being, his way of speaking, his way of dressing but every time I saw him I always felt an excitement that no one else provoked.
It was Saturday night and some friends had invited me to a dinner at the temple, it was a party for young people in jubilee, a theme from the 80s and 90s, I have been very devoted to the church and didn't think about anything related before marriage but that day many things changed, I felt a desire for lust, a carnal desire to succumb to pleasure, my pastor Marcelo who always looked at me with a penetrating gaze and seeing him over 50 years old had a great physique, a very splendid way of being and I shouldn't miss out on this opportunity, I remembered that Saturday the ministry was going to be directed by his wife who was leaving for a trip. So I took advantage and dressed as seductively as possible, a purple lace with a thong very tightly fitted so my vagina would show, black high heels to make my butt more prominent, chose a fuchsia blouse, a slightly intense color because I'm voluptuous, making my breasts look even bigger for him and a makeup worthy of a golfer. Saw my closest friends at the dinner and they were also dressed very appropriately for the party. We dined, socialized, talked, danced everything was very spectacular and the opportunity presented itself. Finished the celebration and the pastor was picking up things and I helped him, finished cleaning and everyone had left, I said 'pastor I stayed with a little hunger and would like to take another'. prato de comida. claro, pode servir-se o que quiser, mas aqui no jardim está um pouco frio melhor vamos para dentro da sala do catecismo para que possa comer melhor. Senti o coração palpitar por tudo que dava conta do meu desejo mas não era a única que sentia isso algo em seu calção o delatava algo grande e cheirava deliciosamente.