Chapter 2: Pastor Ken

Hmmmmmm, back to the subject at hand but I just thought it was useful background for the rest of what happened. Pastor Ken became the youth pastor at my parent’s church just a year ago while I was away from home at college. He was only twenty five and engaged when he started, getting married a few months afterwards. He and his wife are the stereotypical youth leaders, young and good looking, full of energy with bubbling personalities. They get along great with the kids and from what I have seen whenever I am home they are developing the best youth program the church has ever had.

When I’m home from school I still like to help out at church so I have gotten to know Pastor Ken and Cheri (his wife) pretty well. Not quite six feet tall, he’s lean and muscular with a warm smile that makes me melt every time he flashes it at me. It doesn’t hurt that Pastor Ken is only five years older than me and in my opinion, quite a catch for Cheri!

Speaking of Cheri, she wasn’t too bad herself with long blond hair she usually wore in a ponytail and boobs I would have killed for but which she usually downplayed with loose outfits and layered clothes. Normally she wore pants or long dresses but at a swim party one time, even in a one-piece conservative suit there was no hiding her incredible legs. More than once I came home from church and spent some “quality time” with myself imagining being with the two of them - separately and together.