On my fishing trip I contemplated what was going on, how my wife had turned into the village slut, having an affair with our vicar and found it all strangely arousing, it was almost like I wanted it to progress further, I wanted the vicar to ravish and claim my wife but also wanted to retain some kind of relationship with her.
I got home, had a shower and found a pregnancy test in the bathroom bin, thankfully it was negative but it was almost like she wanted me to find it, was she flaunting her affair? Word was definitely getting around the village gossipers.
I kept thinking about her being taken over the alter table, then receiving her communion, with the vicar spraying his cum all over her face while she held the golden chalice beneath her chin to catch any drips, then drinking his cum from it...
She came home and told me about a cheese and wine party with the church staff and some of the parish council, she was busy so I didn't bother her.
I managed a quick look through her phone, another flurry of messages between them..
Vicar - you took your communion well, hope you enjoyed it as much as I did?
Wife - yes it was lovely, to taste your holy juices, it was quite a spiritual moment.
Vicar - wear that naughty red dress for me at the cheese and wine party, I want those voluptuous breasts almost oozing out, I want to see a glimpse of your stocking tops, I want you so badly..
I'm sure we'll find a moment to ourselves, or sneak into the church when everyone is mingling?
Wife - Yes I will do, hopefully we'll find some time to be intimate with each other? Just to let you know, I used that test you gave me, not preg yet so we must keep trying!
Vicar - How will you explain to him? He's had the snip!
Wife - He probably already expects it, I'm sure he's been reading through my phone..
Vicar - Probably best not to bring him along tonight..
Wife - I wasn't going to, photo attached
She attached a photo in her red dress, cum dripping off her chin, dripping between her plump breasts, she was pouting her bright red glossy lips, a selfie taken after her communion.
Later she explained to me about the party saying it was church staff only, a meeting about the admin etc very dull and boring, my dinner was already prepped and she added not to wait up for her as she dashed of in her gorgeous red dress...
I had a few glasses of wine, had my dinner and thought about them both over at the vicarage, I decided I was popping over for a bite to eat and another glass of wine.
Everyone was mingling and chatting, there were some odd looks and whispers when I showed up. I over heard someone ask where they were, another whispered under her breath 'oh she'll be spreading her legs for him!' I wasn't meant to hear but it was done subtly enough so I did.
I left them to it and headed over to the church, the door was open and the church lit up, in the background I could hear the distinct grunts of the vicar and my wife's moans of satisfaction quietly filled the building due to the acoustics.
They seemed to be in the small room adjacent to the alter where we had signed our marriage certificate...
I quietly eased open the door, there she was bent over the table, her short tarty red dress hitched up over her firm rump, her thighs spread, framed by her stockings, almost on her tip toes, in her red heels, legs trembling as the vicar was pumping his cock into her from behind, grabbing her hips.
The door creaked loudly and they both looked around startled, paused for a moment as they realised it was just me, the vicar just resumed his thrusting while he maintained eye contact, she looked at me wryly, almost in a mocking manner, it was as if I had to accept this and just leave, I closed the door quietly and left...
She txt me later, 'at least you know now...sorry you had to find out this way, it's probably for the best'
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