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I've already told you what I think about my preacher's wife. (For those who may not have read it see above.) Yesterday at church she asked me if I could come over to their house to help pait a room. Her husband was going to be gone for the day on something church related, and couldn't find anyone else to help. So I said sure. I got there around 8 am, I rang the bell and she answered it wearing a plain white t-shirt splattered with blue paint and cutoffs. She had already started. We said our hi's and she invited me in. Beth led me to the room we were painting which was her oldest daughters room. I asked her where the kids were and she told me, "I didn't want them bothering us so I drove them over to my moms." We got started and I was kind of paiting and watching her at the same time. It got me so excited knowing we were alone. Her shirt fell just below her hips in the front but was raised up in the back to her waist. It gave me a good view of her big blue jeaned butt. I really liked it when she would bend over to get more paint on her brush. After a while we decided to take a break. It was getting near lunch time and we were both starving.She made some sandwiches. We sat at the kitchen table and talked. Just chit-chat. Pretty soon we were on the topic of dating and sex. She asked me, "How old were you when you first had sex?" This took me off guard a little bit consindering she's my preacher's wife AND considering you're not suppose to have sex outside of marriage. I aked her how old she was when she first had sex and she said, "16. But I was 13 when I started masturbating." My eyes bugged out and my jaw hit the floor. I was surprised. She started laughing. "I wasn't born a preachers wife you know." "I know," I told her. She asked me the question again. So I told her the truth. "Never." "Never?" she repeated, a little surprised. "But you do masturbate don't you?" I told her I did. By this time I was getting REALLY, REALLY hard, and I think it was having an effect on her too. "Have you ever masturbated with anyone else or just by yourself?" she asked me. I told that the only time I did it was by myself. Then she asked me, "You want to masturbate with me?" I just sat there, not knowing what to say or do. Then she reached over and kissed me right on the mouth. "Come on," she said getting up and walking toward her bedroom. I slowly got up and followed her. When I got to her room she had already started stripping. The shirt and cutoffs were gone. now she was just standing in the middle of the room wearing a pair of blue panties. I asked her, "Where's your bra?" She told me she hadn't been wearing one since I'd been there. I looked down at her crotch at noticed the her panties were wet as she took them off reveling the prettiest brown bush I had ever seen. She walked over to me and started kissing me again as she undressed me. Pretty soon I was standing in a room naked, with a hard on, and kissing my preachers nude wife. She led me over to her bed,laid me down and started stroking me slowly. I came in like five minutes. It went all over her hand. She licked it off and said, "My turn." We traded places. She spread her legs and I could make out her wet pussy lips. She moaned as I stuck a finger in and pulled it out. I stuck it in my mouth and tasted her sweetness. Then I went to work fingering her and playing with her clit. Listening to her moan was getting me hard again and suddenly she screamed, "FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" She tightened around my finger and squirted all over me. I laid on top of her and kissed her. Then we had sex. For the record, we did eventally finished painting the room.