Lily
The following week, I was already preparing for church, I picked out a low v-neck blouse that showed off my cleavage along with a deep blue skirt to church.
Beneath my skirt I decided on a pair of sheer red thong panties with a matching bra.
For some reason, dressing in sexy underwear made me feel holy and better about myself.
It made me feel more desirable, more sexy, more feminine which was something I hadn't felt since my jerk husband abandoned me after the death of our child.
Unsurprisingly, my panties were already soaked by the time I arrived at the church.
There was something about Father Evans that sent me ablaze with passion, it wasn't just the idea of being alone with him but also the wild imaginations running through my head.
When I stepped into the office he was on
