Wife and I have been in a rough patch lately. I went over to talk to the pastor of our church. He wasn’t in but his wife was there. She was taking messages and such.

I told her that I’d like to talk to him when he returns. I let her know the issues. That when she said she’d be willing to talk. I laid out our troubles and was a little sheepish when she asked about issues in the bedroom.

I confessed that it had been a while and with things being what they are. I was ashamed to admit to having lustful thoughts about other women. I was surprised to hear her admit that the pastor and her were having similar issues.

She knew I was uncomfortable talking to her about our sex lives, we’re both married. She’s the pastors wife. But she knew that I was turned on by it too. She stood up and walked over. She put a hand on my shoulder, pausing to feel how tense I was. She told me to stand and follow her. I followed her, admiring her thick curves and the way she moved as she walked ahead of me.

We walked into the pastor’s office. She sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her. I sat and looked at the floor. I didn’t dare look her in the eye. She asked about my thoughts, more specifically if I was having them about her. I muttered a quiet yes. She put a soft hand to my cheek, firmly turning me to look at her. She smiled and said it’s okay. I have them too. She confessed to masturbating frequently because she had no sex life.

She pulled my face to hers. I wanted to resist. I couldn’t help myself. That’s when I felt her lips. Softly against mine. We kissed. I felt her tongue probe forward against mine. We started making out. She pressed forward causing me to lean back. She kept kissing me her hand rubbing against my chest as mine rubbed her back and outer thigh.

Her hand began to slide further down. She stopped when she felt the bulge in my pants. Her lips left mine and she began to stand. It was a whirlwind moment, I had no control over myself. She removed her shirt and bra before I could protest. Revealing small but perky breasts. She was more slender than her outfit led on. She kneeled in front of me. Her hands working at the front of my pants. I fumbled and helped, sliding them past my knees.

Her mouth was on my cock quickly. She swallowed me all the way in as I fell back against the couch. Groaning with every bob of her head. She held my member in on hand as she sucked me hard. She would come up for air, rapidly stroking me as she did so. Swallowing me back in when she was ready.

I felt her remove my shoe and sock in the process. She had shifted a little. I could her warmth as she straddled over my big toe. Her clit was positioned to run against it. I felt how wet she was as she humped my foot. Continuing to suck my cock.

I felt a moan in the back of her throat. She flipped her head back and gushed over my foot as she came. She slowed her stokes briefly as she regained her composure. Then crawled forward. She was so slick and tight as she slid down. She bounced and rocked against me as I shoved into her. She moaned and throbbed against my wood.

She pumped harder begging me to cum. I said I was close and asked where she wanted it. She just pushed down harder. Continuing to fuck me. Keeping me pinned while she rode me to finish. I grunted and shot my load into her. She whispered yes as she took all of it.

We sat there. Staring at each other. I was the first to say that was amazing before shame took me. I started to apologize but she stopped me. She confessed that she needed this as much as I did. She stayed on top of me and we just sat there silently holding each other.

When we finally gathered ourselves we agreed that I definitely needed to come to chat more often. She’s been “counseling” me for a year now.