Chapter 5: Ed makes His Move

Their driveway was full so I parked on the street and walked up to the front door. CJ answered the door and when he saw it was me, a smile came to his face and he motioned for me to come in.

“Hey Kelly, I was hoping you’d make it,” he greeted me with a warm smile.

CJ took my coat and from the way he was looking at me as he hung it up, I knew why he was glad I’d made it - and it wasn’t for my prayer ministry skills! I followed him to the family room where people were crowded in front of a gigantic large screen TV. There must have been some serious audio system as the sound level was off the charts and it was almost like you were at the game.

Most of the kids didn’t pay any attention to my arrival but Nadine made sure to thank me for coming and asked me if there was anything I wanted. Boy, was THAT a question she didn’t want to hear the answer to. “Oh yes Nadine, I’d like to suck your husbands hard cock and then have him fuck my brains out later on your bed.” Oh yeah, THAT would go over just swell!

Instead, I asked for a Diet Coke which she had one of the kids get me and I took a seat on the floor along with everyone else. The other youth leaders were there, a young couple that had married just a few months ago and the youth pastor and his wife as well. The youth pastor looked at me as I sat down and for a brief moment our eyes met and I felt a shiver go through me. I recalled the last time I had been home alone back home with my youth pastor at my home church and a familiar rage suddenly filled me. Well, someday he would pay for what he had done to me! Unlike that jerk, this youth pastor was a saint and he was great with kids so just as quickly, the moment passed and I worked to calm myself and lower my pulse rate which had suddenly skyrocketed. His wife was lovely as well and we got along great.

I checked out the crowd as I really wasn’t all that interested in the game. When you’re raised by a fanatical Pittsburgh Steelers fan, it feels almost sacrilegious to watch the Browns playing with a crowd of people actually rooting for them! Finally I spotted Ed sitting in a large arm chair next to several other dads, all of them convinced they could solve all the problems their favorite team was having if only the coach would listen to them.

The whole scene eventually became too much for me so I got up and went into the kitchen where most of the wives were hanging out, fixing snacks and gossiping. Well, since this WAS a so-called church affair, they weren’t “gossiping”, they were “sharing”. Some of the older girls were in there as well, as bored already with the football game as I was.

After a while the guys started wandering in and out, like cattle grazing for better food. They would get a plate filled with wings and other heart-choking fare and then return to the game, which apparently was going poorly as usual for the local team based on the groans hat kept rising from the family room. Eventually Ed made his way in and when he saw me, his eyes widened momentarily but the expression on his face lingered just long enough that I knew what his first thoughts must’ve been. I glanced over at Nadine but she was too busy pouring drinks to notice her husband’s momentary indiscretion. I discreetly made my way to the other side of the kitchen next to where he was taking his pick of the food spread out there.

“Hi Ed,” I greeted him. Most of the parents preferred I called them by their first names so it wasn’t unusual for me to address him that way.

“Hey Kelly, I didn’t think you’d made it.”

“Oh, I hope I didn’t disappoint you,” I replied in a teasing tone.

Ed looked at me closely after I asked that. It was probably as forward as I’d ever been directly with him and I think he wanted to be sure he’d caught my tone of voice correctly before doing anything stupid.

“Well, of course, we were hoping everyone would make it,” he responded, keeping his voice neutral.

It wasn’t like we were alone or anything and if we talked much more it would probably draw attention so I decided to try a little harder and nothing happened, then that was the way it was meant to be.

“Actually, I was hoping you were especially wanting me to make it,” I said, licking my lips suggestively,” I mean, that’s really why I decided to come.”

Ed looked at me again, his eyes a bit narrowed. This time he didn’t say a word and I wondered if maybe I’d made an error in my assessment of him. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d misjudged a guy but I still didn’t want to be embarrassed. He turned to leave for the living room and just when I thought the worst, suddenly I felt a hand on my ass and then a solid squeeze. This was no teenage “feel” boys liked to try and steal to impress their friends. No, there was no doubt as to what this hand was trying to communicate!