Adrian Errikson

The Preacher's wife

Chapter One

Joanna Gee kissed her husband goodbye and climbed back into bed for an extra 30 minutes of sleep. The young blonde woman had made breakfast for her husband, but now that he was gone, she dropped her robe by the bed and crawled back under the covers.

She had on a silky and sexy teal nightie and panty set. Her lithe body looked very good in it, and she knew that she looked much like the models in the catalog from which she had ordered the provocative outfit.

She had waited for her young husband to come home from the board meeting at the church. She had lit candles, and had carefully perfumed and powdered her beautiful body, dressing in her new nightie, touching up her makeup and making herself as provocative as possible. When Tom had come home, he had barely noticed her. He was focused upon the board meeting and the Youth

Budget he oversaw. As a Youth Minister, Joanna thought he was great. But she was becoming very disenchanted with him as a husband.

Joanna and Tom had married right out of Seminary. She was from a very conservative family, and had gone to college to get her M-R-S degree, as some of the girls had giggled. Unfortunately, Joanna had been somewhat wild in High School, rebelling against her strict parents. She had gone through three boyfriends her last two years, and she had slept with each of them.

When she went to Seminary, she had vowed to be a "good" girl, and though frustrated, she had not had sex again until her marriage night.

Now, two years later, Joanna was disillusioned with her marriage. She got along with Tom, and she truly loved him, but she was growing increasingly horny. The first six months of marriage, Tom had made love to her almost every night. He was a gentle and considerate lover, but he refused to experiment, and made it clear that he thought oral sex was disgusting and sinful. She had finally talked him into trying sex with her on top, but he only allowed that once in a great while, preferring the "normal" missionary position. Worst of all, his stamina was horrible. He seldom lasted longer than five minutes, and she had never had an orgasm in her married life.

And worse, the frequency of his attention had waned. If she could get him to make love to her once every two weeks, that was an improvement! As a result, the pretty young woman had begun to masturbate. She knew that it was immoral and sinful, but she simply couldn't help herself.

And she was extremely horny this morning. Ignoring all of her preparations,

Tom had climbed into bed last night, patted her and turned away. She had tried to snuggle up to him, but he ignored her and was asleep within a few minutes. She was angry, but then felt guilty for being angry. He worked hard, and she told herself that she had to be willing to share him with the church.