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.

As wholesome and All-American as he tried to portray himself, there is ONE thing I’ve noticed about him which I doubt most people have. Maybe I am just more sensitive to it but it is clear to me that Pastor Ken has a wandering eye for the teenage girls at church! Anyone else that might have seen him looking at a girl’s ass maybe a few seconds too long would probably have shrugged it off. Since I find myself looking at some of the same girls he does (at least I’ve never seen him looking at the cute young boys that catch my interest), I doubt it’s just a coincidence.

In addition to the younger teens, Pastor Ken has also shown more than a passing interest in my own ass, at least judging by the number of times I’ve caught him taking a good look at it. What is it about guys that they somehow think they can stare at a girl without her knowing it (even if she doesn’t appear to - trust me, she does). Well, here’s a news flash for you guys! EVERY girl has a first time experience and I don’t mean anything to do with her virginity. What I’m talking about is the first time she notices a boy (or man) looking at her in “that” way - as a sexual object rather than a person. It may be a boy her age but more likely it’s an older boy and possibly even an older man. After growing up innocent of such experiences and perhaps not even realizing how others are starting to see her, this can be traumatic for some girls.

I remember what an emotional experience it was even for me when I first realized that an older man in church was looking down at me with this hunger in his eyes, giving special attention to my little ass. He was looking down my dress and I didn’t even have anything to look at yet! He was like a wolf drooling over a lamb and I wasn’t sure how to feel - scared or excited that I was getting to the stage where a man could see me that way.