Immaculately poised was the First Lady seated on the rostrum next to her husband, the Bishop. She was caught up in the moment of adultery though not yet manifested in physicality, within her mind she was already an adulterer.
Mesmerized by the bulge that the young man wore, she could feel it inside her, and nothing else mattered around her. She didn’t even hear her name call to pray the closing prayer, because of her heart’s desire.
With sexual intensity and desire for this young man marching through her mind. She sat dumbfounded staring smack between the young man’s crotches. Thinking what she would do with his bulge front, her mind became imprisoned by lust of the flesh, as carnality captivated her piercing eyes. Her private section that had become moist just by thinking about getting this young man beneath the comfort of her spread, was urging her on.
She pictured him like an ice cream on a cone, licking it slowly as it drips down the side of its container. She didn’t matter the consequences she would have to face, since the only thing now was to make her next move. What card would she play next when the deck is shuffled? It’s a story that must be read to see how it unfolds to the mind’s eye.
Sarah The First Lady, The Bishop's Wife
Publication date: 17/10/2019
A romance, love, sex and erotic story
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