Chapter 5

Ken's drive home seemed to take forever. The closer he got to his front door, the more apprehensive he became. He couldn't decide how to confront Beth. By the time he finally arrived, his hands were shaking so severely that he could barely get his key in the door.

Beth stood at the sink scrubbing a dish. She glanced over her shoulder as Ken entered the kitchen.

"Hi honey! How was your golf game?"

Ken's stomach churned. He fought away nausea with each breath.

"How was Bible study?" he answered quietly.

"Great... well, I suppose great is not the right word. It was informative, inspirational... the usual."

"What did you talk about?"

"What, dear?"

"What did you discuss at your Bible study?"

"Revelations... The Book of Revelations... weird stuff... hard to grasp, but fun to try to get your mind around though... very relaxing too."

"Didn't you study that last week?"

"Hmm... yes, I believe so."

"... and the week before that?"

"Honey, it is a long and complicated book in the Bible."

"What was the one most important thing you learned tonight?"

"Well, it was... ah... well we... hmmm... I can't seem to remember exactly. I was kind of bored toward the end, to tell you the truth. It was... you know... all that prophesy stuff in Revelations. Hey, why all the questions anyway?"

"Just curious."

Ken stepped up behind Beth and put his arms around her waist.

"That's better," she said. "I've been missing you."

Ken kissed the back of her neck.

"Hey, Mister, that gives me chill bumps."

Ken slowly moved his hands up to Beth's firm breasts.

"Hey, you." Beth wiggled away giggling. "Watch those wandering hands. What do you have on your nasty mind tonight, Mr. Smith?"

"I have you on my mind."

"Silly, boy... it's Wednesday... and it's late. You are tired from playing golf and poker and I'm exhausted, plus tomorrow is a work day. Go shower and let's get ready for bed."

Beth turned back to the chores at the sink. Visions of Beth on stage charged through Ken's mind and plunged down to his enlarging cock. She seemed so absolutely innocent now, yet only hours earlier; she had licked and sucked other men in ways that always had been forbidden to Ken.

Or had she? Ken wondered. Everything seemed all confused once again.

"Hey, I said scoot, Mister."

"But honey, I have something that is in need of attention."

Ken pressed his erection against Beth's round ass and pulled her hips tight against his crotch.

"Yikes," cried Beth, "Put that thing away. What has come over you?"

"I'm going to go and wait for you in bed," said Ken suddenly sullen. "Then I'll put this... thing... away... in just the right place."

Ken turned on his heels and went straight to the bedroom. With a growing sense of desire, he striped off his clothes and lay back in the cool sheets. His hard cock stood straight up. For good measure, he left all the lights on as well.

Tonight starts a new era, he thought.

Beth was unbuttoning her blouse as she walked in on the spectacle.

"My god, Ken, what in the world has come over you? Did you and your golf buddies go to a dirty movie or something? Cover yourself up and don't be gross."

"Come here," said Ken. He crooked his finger enticingly at her.

"Well... ok... but... this certainly is out of the ordinary."

"Come kiss your lover."

"Alright." Beth leaned over and gave Ken a quick peck. "I do love you... very much."

"Now here..."

Beth looked confused at first. All of a sudden, Ken's meaning became clear.

"Kiss me right down here..."

"Oh, my god, Ken! Don't you have the least bit of respect for me? If you did, you wouldn't ask me to do... things... nasty things... like... that. You know how I feel about that sort of thing."