Have Faith... Ch. 02

"Do you ever give up? But yes that was sort of the reason why I was walking." John said lying to her, not wanting to tell her the total reason why he was walking. But his choice of words got her attention.

"Sort of, what do you mean sort of...what other reason was there John?" Barbra said as she looked at him hard, very curiously. John flushed and knew he should have worded his answer different.

"I don't know...that was it is all, I was just upset and thinking." John said as he tried to play it off as being just a poor choice of words. Barbra moved closer to him and began tickling him.

"You're lying John...come on tell me, or I wont stop." Barbra said as she tickled him and John felt a little funny hardly knowing this woman, except in passing.

"Hey quit Barbra, I can't say, ok. Quit, ok." John said as he tensed up his voice and Barbra stopped tickling him, but she was still smiling at him.

"Ok, but will you tell me the truth...if I tell you something?" Barbra said looking over at him and John looked at her, curious what she was getting at.

"Probably not, but tell me what you want to say." Jon said, feeling no way she could hear what he and his daughter had done, but wondering what this woman had to say. Barbra moved closer to him and started to look around, as if she had a huge secret.

"Ok, but you have to swear to never tell anyone what I'm about to tell you...promise...NO ONE!" Barbra said as she looked him and waited for his response.

"Ok I promise. Now what's this huge secret I cant tell anyone." John said, wondering what she was getting on about. Barbra moved closer and put her mouth close to his ear.

"Just this John...that I really would like to suck your big cock Mr. Morgan." Barbra said as she quickly moved her hand to his crotch and stated to rub it. John shot off of the couch and Barbra fell onto the cushions where he had been sitting.

"What in the hell are you doing lady? I hardly even know you." John said as he stood looking at her. Barbra smiled up at him and used her hands to raise her dress up and John could clearly see she wasn't wearing panties under it now, her having raised the dress past her crotch.

"I'm trying to have a real man that will satisfy me after so long John. I've never cheated before but at that last social I happened to catch a glimpse of your "equipment" when someone held the men's room door open too long. Since then I've been dreaming of you and what you could do with what you...have. Please John...you can't imagine how much I need you." Barbra said as, John watched her start to run her fingers over her body and down through her pussy hair.

"Jesus Barbra, I can't do this. I need to go...thanks for the drinks." John said as he started to walk toward the other room to get to the front door. He heard Barbra get off the couch and grab his arm.

"Don't go, please....if you don't stay....Ill tell your wife that we had an affair." Barbra said as she looked into his face. John looked at her, and could tell she probably didn't mean this threat, but a threat it was.

"Jesus fucking Christ...what is this Threaten John day or something. You have to be fucking kidding me lady, you can't find another man out there to screw, so you pull the first chump you see off the street. Holy shit, do all women threaten men before or after sex. Well I guess the third times the charm, they say, but I don't think I'm going to stay and listen to your threats today lady." John shouted at Barbra as she started to cry. After he was finished with his rant and thought he should leave, she fell to her knees sobbing. John felt sorry for her, he was still angry, but not all of it was at her. He moved to help her stand up and she leaned into him sobbing on his chest.

"I'm ssooo sorry...I...I ...shouldn't...have done that....I've just been so lonely. I...had just...wanted to talk...but I got excited and....thought you liked me....I'm...sooo soorrryy..." Barbra cried out between her sobs and John had to hold her up, because her legs wouldn't support her. He picked her up in his arms not wanting to leave her on the floor near the door, and carried her back to the couch in the den. He set her down and looked at her.

"Listen I'm sorry I shouted, its been a weird, crazy day. Between Monica, Cassidy and now you, it's been really strange today and I had just had enough of being threatened with something over my head. I didn't mean to make you feel that bad." John said as she continued to cry. He then sighed and sat back down and held her, stroking her hair trying to calm her down. This is fucked up, I'm sitting here with a woman I hardly know, making her feel better, while my own daughter is waiting at home to fuck me, John thought to himself.

"I'm so sorry though...I really didn't plan on that happening...I...I just recognized you and remembered seeing you and all.... I'm sorry I did that...I feel like such an idiot." Barbra said as she tried to stop crying. She looked up at John, her eyes still blurry from the tears. Johns anger was draining away and he smiled at her.

"Its ok, I understand sexual frustration...BELIEVE me." John said as he looked for some tissues, found some and brought them over to her. "And you husband doesn't.... you know...anymore?" John asked trying to make her talk to feel better. Barbra shook her head.

"Yes, he doesn't even want to when I throw myself at him. And to be honest...since that social I saw you at last month...I've been throwing "myself" a lot, being so horny." Barbra said, smiling slightly as she tried to make a joke. John smiled at her.

"I'm sorry to be so prominent in your dreams and not be able to take care of your....needs." John said trying his best to make her feel better.

"Its ok....I don't know what came over me, I never would have thought I was capable of that before a few minutes ago. I've just been so damn horny recently." Barbra said as she finished crying and wiped her eyes dry. She looked up, when John began to laugh, and she started getting angry, thinking that he was laughing at her. "I said I was sorry...you don't have to laugh at me for god sake." Barbra said as she glared at him. John slowed laughing enough to explain himself.

"I'm sorry...it wasn't about you...I was just thinking this would make a good novel or something...the handsome stranger and the preachers wife. Hehehe, I'm sorry, but its kinda picturesque is all." John said, still chuckling. Barbra began laughing slightly, after she thought about it some and she smiled at him.

"I'm glad you're still not mad at me...I just...just couldn't help myself. I've saw how... "gifted" you are every night since I saw you like that...and just haven't been able to stop it. When I saw you walking, my heart almost stopped, and I was so nervous as I invited you to a drink." Barbra said as she looked at him for a second and hesitated, then quickly reached down and grabbed the remainder of his last drink and downed it. John watched her do that and was about to ask if she was alright. "John...John do you think...I could...that you could show it too me....while hard?" Barbra asked in a pleading voice.

"Barbra, come on...what will it prove...this isn't helping much you know. Listen I need to go, I've been here for along time, I need to leave." John said and Barbra quickly talked to stop him.

"John...John ...John please. I don't want to touch it, well I do...but I wont, but I have to know what it looks like hard, I've been even more curious then horny...and this would satisfy that. Please John?" Barbra pleaded with John, with her eyes as well as her words. John hesitated, started to turn and go...then stopped.

"Ahh shit...fine if it will make you happy. Do you promise to not try what you tried earlier. If I show you my member can I just please go in peace then?" John asked her, not angry so much as frustrated by the whole day.

"Yes John I promise to not try anything. But I hope we can talk another day, I really could use that, a shoulder to lean on." Barbra said as she looked at his face then back to his crotch, as if hoping his cock would magically appear out the zipper. John chuckled at her expression on her face and what she wanted to do.

"I don't see a problem talking later....as long as you don't try anything I don't want you too...understand Barbra?" John said the last as a demand and Barbra felt her skin flush and her breathing deepen. Barbra shook her head yes and John grinned at her intensity in her face. "Oh well...here it goes." John said as he unbuckled his pants and let them fall and pulled down his underwear and stood before her nude from the shirt down. "Satisfied?" John asked hoping he wouldn't have to do what he knew she wanted. She looked up at his face.

"You agreed to it being hard...please?" Barbra said as she again looked down at his now growing member. John couldn't help but get excited as he looked at this very obviously good looking woman staring at his cock. But to hurry it along, he reached down and took his cock in his hand and began stroking it. Barbra watched open mouth as Johns cock grew to full size and she felt her juices run down her legs from her naked crotch. John had just planned on stroking himself and then letting her look at it then leaving, but now that it was up, he felt a strong urge to orgasm and he knew he wasn't going at this moment.

"Ah fuck....ok you get a little extra, I gotta cum. So I guess you get a free show." John said as he stroked his hard cock and Barbra sat just two feet away from it, intensely watching every motion he made.

"Oh my God...you're going to cum. Oh my god that's hot....oh I got to rub my pussy." Barbra said as she threw her hands down to her drenched pussy and used one hand to rub her clit and the other to insert two fingers inside herself. The contact immediately threw her into a huge orgasm. "Ohhh...ooohhh....oohhh....gooooddd....AAHHHHH!" Barbra cried out as her fingers were soaked by her juices as she came. She drove her fingers as deep as she could inside of herself as she came, opening her eyes to watch John jerk off near her face and she came even harder. Barbra fell back onto the couch as her legs gave out and her body jerked. John watched the show she was putting on and knew he wouldn't last much longer. He saw that she was coming around when he felt his body start to respond and he was almost there.

"UUhhh....god damn that was some....uuhh sight Barb....I'm gonna cum soon...if you want to watch..." John said as he started pumping his hand faster. Barbra quickly sat back up and leaned close to watch every motion his cock made. John knew that when he came, she would get a face full...which was probably what she had planned.

"Oh God John...cum for me...cum!" Barbra moaned out to John. John couldn't help but reply.

"You mean....uuuuugghh....on you..." John said and Barbra gasped feeling her pussy contract as he said it.

"Yes, yes...cum on me John...cum on my face." Barbra uttered as she moved even closer, now being but inches from his flying fist and cock.

"UUUhhhhh...here....cums.....AARRGGHHHHH!" John shouted as he felt the cum boil up from his balls and start to shoot from his cock. Barbra then surprised him, as she took the first load on her face and lips...then quickly leaned forward, taking his shooting cock into her mouth. John could feel her swallowing even as he was now helpless to stop her.

"Ohhhh shit Barb....ahhh shit!" John moaned out as his only response to her actions...that and to make his orgasm even stronger. John felt himself shot about a dozen times before his flow slowed to a trickle. He then felt Barbra sucking his still hard cock deep into her mouth as if she wanted to suck out his balls. Now that some of the sexual tension was gone from himself, John felt that he should put a stop to this. He pulled his body back and put his hands out to stop her from following. He looked down as cum ran down her mouth from her sucking him and the one shot that had hit her face.

"Damn Barbra...you promised not to try anything." John said as he looked down at her. She smiled up at him as she used her tongue and fingers to finish off the last of his cum.

"Well you didn't say anything about cumming...so I think we have a loophole here." She said, having a huge smile on her face. John couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Somehow, I think we are going to have an interesting friendship. You do want to be friends don't you...I can't offer anything more then that right now, what just happened aside." John said as he began pulling up his pants and buckling them up. Barbra shook her head yes.

"Of course I want to be your friend. I seriously need someone to talk about all my sexual dreams too..." She said as she grinned up a storm at him. John groaned at her, wondering if he had made a serious mistake staying and helping her to the couch. He sighed and thought about how long he had been there. He looked at his watch and saw almost two hours had passed since he had left Cassidy's room.

"SHIT... I have to go, nobody knows where I'm at. Hey Barbra...it's been different...but I have to run. If you ever want to visit...you know where I live." John said as he started toward the door.

"John hold on...can I ask you something....I remember you saying something about the third time being the charm, talking about being threatened today. What did that mean? You said your wife said something about being raped by you, and I said I would tell your wife...so who else was there that threatened you sexually?" Barbra asked as John turned white. He hardly remembered saying that, but she just pulled it up. He turned toward her and was at a loss for words. Barbra saw his face and noticed his expression and the fact that he wasn't answering.

"Oh my god....you aren't..." Barbra said as she remembered something else he had said. "You mentioned Monica, me...and CASSIDY when you talked about it being a strange day. John are you fucking your daughter?" Barbra said in shook looking at John. When John refused to answer again and he turned even paler, she knew she had it a mark. "Oh shit...you are! You pervert...how could you fuck you own daughter?" She uttered not believing he could do that. John had to defend himself but couldn't begin to know how.

"I didn't...or haven't fucked her. She just threw some major things off on me today and I had to do what she said." John said, thinking as he did that it was a lame excuse, but his brain wasn't quite working right, right now. Barbra stood stunned as she looked at him and then began to laugh.

"Are you saying she raped YOU! Come on John." Barbra said getting excited again, over the thought of this good looking man, fucking that hot looking daughter of his. She smiled at John. John noticed how she was acting, and came to his own conclusions.

"That turns you on doesn't it...the thought that I might be having sex with Cassidy?" John asked her, not believing the conversation...hell...the whole frigged up day.

"Oh shit John.....god yes it should sicken me, but I'm getting even wetter thinking about it." Barbra said as she started to rub her hands down the outside of her dress. John saw her reaction and reached over and grabbed her hands.

"Lets not start that again. Listen I have to go. Don't...don't tell anyone about anything we did or...we said...ok. Come over tomorrow, my house. Your husband will be gone and so will be my wife. Maybe I can get the kids to leave or something to talk about things, or we can even if they're still there. My study is USUALLY pretty private. Just come by tomorrow after church has started." John suggested to his new "friend" Barbra as he turned and started again out of the door.

"I will John, stop by. I think it should be in interesting talk...see you then." She said as he walked out of the door and back onto the street. John walked very quickly, wondering what in the hell had gotten into the water so that the neighborhood females were so wacky today. Now that Miss grabby had been left behind, he thought, John began to wonder again what to do about Cassidy. He wasn't sure, but somehow he knew his life had taken a turn for the interesting. John then remembered an old saying, "May you live in interesting times." He was often told by wise people that was meant as a curse, and right now he had to agree, as he continued back to his house.