Chapter 5

Janice White at fifty-six, was the sole owner of a small but lucrative accounting firm. She employed one other CPA, two bookkeepers and a receptionist. On her drive home from the board meeting, she decided that she would call Janet, knowing she had an accounting background, and offer her an accounting position that had opened just that week. Janice knew that they needed financial assistance and she was in a position to help.

Being the church treasurer, she knew how much the Pastor was getting paid and although it was adequate for their needs it did not make them rich. A few months ago when Doug had approached the board with his desire to pursue his master's degree in counseling, they encouraged him to do so. They also provided funds to help him, but it did not cover the full tuition.

The Pastor was very big on teaching about financial accountability. One of the well-known national ministries offered small group study courses to help families get control of their checkbooks. He bought the materials and taught several of these small groups. One of the main points that the author made was to have three to six months living expenses saved. Doug admitted one night that this was the toughest thing for him and Janet to do, but they had managed to save the three months and nothing more.

Janice thoughts shifted as she approached her house. She thought back to the conversation she had with Tom Garner that afternoon after the Pastor had called his impromptu board meeting. Carefully phrased questions got her the information she was seeking, maybe not all the details, but enough to understand why he felt the need to leave. Janice's mind drifted back to a little over a year ago and her disastrous affair. It started out as an office thing and quickly got out of control. Now she was a divorced woman with a grown son, married with two teenagers. "If I had only known what was about to happen, I would have never hired that person," she thought to herself as she pulled into her driveway and shut the car's engine off.

Opening the side door of her house, Janice stepped inside, turned the kitchen light on, closed and locked the door. She had thrown the days mail on the counter earlier but did not have time to go through it. She glanced through it now and decided there was nothing there that needed her attention. The next step in her routine was to check her answering machine. Not seeing a blinking red light, she knew that there was no point in walking in that direction. It had been a long day. She had a cantankerous client in her office all afternoon that she would really like to get rid of but his was a large account and he paid his bill on time. At the board meeting Mrs. Green made her want to slap her, who cared if the Pastor was doing his wife in his office? Charlie Hammond's response to Mrs. Green was classic on his part. She knew no other person other than Pastor Berg who knew his Bible better than Charlie Hammond. Hearing him put Mrs. Green in her place, tactfully, almost made up for her afternoon.

She walked into her bedroom and got undressed and hung her skirt and blouse in the walk-in closet before examining her body in the full-length mirror. She cupped her breasts, lifting up, pretending to be doing self-examination for lumps. But she knew she was only lying to herself, she was playing with her tits. She let go of them and said out loud, "fuck you, gravity, I still look good."

She left the closet and entered her master bathroom. Adjusting the water temperature in the shower, she stepped inside letting the warm water flow over her tried body. She closed her eyes as she leaned her head back and felt the water run through her hair.

Remembering when she was twelve or thirteen, she had spent the night at a friend's house but came home earlier than her parents expected her too. Being the polite daughter, she opened her parent's bedroom door to tell them she was home but what she saw shocked her. Her father was on top of her mother and his hard penis was sliding in and out of her mother's vagina. There were loud moans of deep passion coming from both of them. Janice knew that she should close the door and leave but she was frozen in place. She did manage to close the door so that if they looked that way, she could simply walk away. Her mother's legs were spread wide and in the air. Her father had his hands on either side of her mother and had raised his body off of hers. Janice watched her mother's breasts as they swayed with each thrust of her father's hips.

"Yes, Steve, fuck me. Fuck me just like that, baby," she could still hear her mother say. "Harder baby, fuck me harder."

Janice stood silently and could not tear her eyes from the sight of two people making love. It didn't matter that the two people were her parents. All that mattered was that she was seeing how it was done.

"Yessssssssss!" her mother had screamed when her father gave a strong thrust, this time not pulling back.

Janice still could not move as her father finally rolled off her mother and lay beside her. She could see her mother's hairy pussy plainly now. The pubic hair was matted down and the lips were still open. Janice's young eyes were amazed when she realized that the white stuff leaking from her mother was her father's cum.

Movement caught her eye and she saw her mother staring at her. A moment later her mother gave her a wink and rolled to her side to give her husband a kiss. The spell holding Janice in place was broken and she closed the door and ran to the safety of her bedroom, where she stayed for the whole morning.

She got hungry around noon and was thinking of sneaking into the kitchen to get something to eat when she heard a knock on her door.

"May I come in?" her mother asked and without waiting for a response entered the room and closed the door behind her. "We didn't expect you home so early."

"Sorry, Mom," Janice gushed. "I didn't mean to spy on you."

"It's okay," her mother said, "did you enjoy watching?"

Janice met her mother's glaze for a second and then looked to the floor in embarrassment. She just nodded her head in acknowledgement.

"Daddy doesn't know. If you are quiet, and don't say anything, I'll let you know the next time we do it."

She was never allowed to participate but her mother always told her when they planned to make love and Janice always hid in the closet. As far as she knew her father never found out about her voyeurism. To this day, she still loves to watch two people make deep passionate love.

She stayed in the shower for a very long time soaping her body up and rinsing off the lather several times. It wasn't that she felt dirty she just liked the way she felt with the hot water running over her. Reluctantly, she turned the water off and reached for an oversized towel, drying her hair first then the rest of her body. She deposited the towel in the hamper and walked back to the kitchen and fixed herself a sandwich, poured a glass of milk and took them back to her bedroom. She got under the covers and picked up the book she been trying to read for the past several nights.

"This has to be the most boring book in history," she said as she put the book down and finished her sandwich and milk.

Janice arrived at her office promptly at 8:00 o'clock the next morning. Her receptionist was always there fifteen minutes early to unlock the front door and make a pot of coffee for the office.

"Good morning, Inez." Janice said as she walked to her office. She always turned her computer on and looked at her agenda to see what accounts were due and which ones were coming in. She had them all memorized but still she always checked.

Janice then walked to the coffee pot and poured her first cup of the day. Seeing Inez, she asked, "Is there life without caffeine?"

"Yes, but it's not worth living." Inez quipped back.

Janice and Inez chatted a little about the current news items and the warm weather they were having and then settled behind their respective desks and began their day.

"Hello?" Janet said into the telephone receiver.

"Janet, this is Janice White."

A flood of thoughts rushed through Janet's mind when she heard the woman's voice. "Why is she calling me now, I don't have time for her," she thought to herself. "Hi. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you would be available to talk with me this afternoon," Janice said. "I have a job opportunity that you might be interested in."

"Yes, I would be," Janet heard herself respond. "What time should I be there?"

"I have a lot on my plate this morning but are you available at one this afternoon?"

Janet had a few errands to run before the meeting but arrived at the firm of White and Associates promptly at one o'clock. Janice met her in the foyer and escorted her to her office. She motioned for Janet to sit as she closed the door and walked behind her desk and took her own seat.

"Janet, are you ok?" she asked after taking a moment to gather her thoughts.

When Doug first told her of his plans to resign, Janet was scared. Scared because in her mind, if she had been stronger he would not have to give up the very thing he loved doing. There were other fears as well. Financial fears, mostly. Although they lived comfortably in the modest home, the church did not pay them overly well. Their savings amounted to three months living expenses and maybe a little extra but not much. She looked at Janice and studied her face before responding.

"I'm fine, thank you."

"I mean are you and Doug okay." Janice clarified.

Janet looked at the other woman for a few moments trying to figure out what she wanted to hear.

"Doug and I are dealing with our issues," she said.

"You are very calm for a wife whose husband admitted to his church board that he was having an affair." Janice probed.

Janet wanted to either slap the woman or walk out of her office. The only reason she did neither was she needed this job. "Like I said, we are working through our issues."

"Did Tom Garner tell you I called him before the board meeting?"

Janet looked across the desk and glared at Janice. "Yes. He said something about you having an office thing that soured."

Janice grinned as she looked down at her desk and then into the eyes of Janet. "He didn't give me too many details about Doug's thing either."

Janet got to her feet and was about to walk to the door. "Janice, I really don't want to discuss my marriage with you. I thought I came here for a job interview not to be pumped for information."

"Janet," Janice said softly, "please sit down. The job is yours if you want it."

"I do need it but I'm not sure that it would be a good idea. You know too much about my personal life."

"The office thing I referred to had been with another woman." Janice said not taking her eyes off of Janet's.

Janet froze in place. She didn't know how to respond to this new information.

"It soured when she became pregnant," Janice continued. "Now we both know a little too much about each other."

"Why did you feel the need to share that with me?" Janet asked as she sat down. "Pregnant?"

"Ever since I first met you, what nine years ago? I admired you and respected you as the Pastor's wife. There was always something in your eyes that told me you had a secret. A deep dark secret." She said ignoring Janet's question.

"What do you really want, Janice?" Janet asked.

"Whose panties did Sharon Green find in your husband's office?"

"They weren't mine." Janet said with a slight grin.

"I wouldn't think so. Let me say a name. If I am wrong, tell me. If I am right, you don't have to say anything." Janice said as she leaned back in her chair and played with the collar of her blouse.

Janet watched Janice's face until her eyes traveled down to her hand. She watched as her new boss pulled on it, revealing more of her cleavage.

"Cindy Garner." Janice said breaking the silence that filled the room.

Janet's eyes quickly shot up to Janice's. "How did she know?" she thought. She almost denied it but then decided against it.

"I thought so," Janice replied when Janet remained silent. "Tell me, did you know or did you catch them?"

Janet lowered her eyes to the floor and thought for a few moments on how to respond to this question. Did she tell her the truth or just let her think it was an affair between Cindy and her husband. She slowly raised her eyes to meet those of Janice's and said, "Neither."

A quizzical look crossed Janice's face. She did not expect an answer like that and she wasn't sure what was meant by it. "You're going have to explain that to me."

"I doubt that too many people know about your office thing?" Janet asked.

"We all have our secrets, Janet. Yours are safe with me."

"The Garner's made an appointment with Doug and me. We didn't think too much about it at the time, but they had in mind to seduce us." Janet paused to gain her nerve and then continued, "My deep dark secret is that I'm bi-sexual. It was Cindy and I, not Cindy and Doug."

"Oh." Janice said as she unbuttoned her top button.

"We totally forgot all about the panties. Tom and Doug had to leave for the staff meeting and Cindy and I left to continue it at her house."

"I see." Janice said and another button came undone.

"She has very small breasts but very sensitive nipples." Janet told her friend as she watched the third button open revealing the top of her bra-encased boobs.

"Where were her children?" Janice asked in a husky voice.

"Christine wasn't home, but Jason was."

Janice's cupped and lifted her breasts. "Go on."

"Have you had a sixteen-year-old boy?" Janet asked as she raised her skirt and spread her legs.

"Yes I have." Janice replied as she closed her eyes.

"Really?"

"And his fifteen-year-old sister," Janice sighed.

"Oh god." Janet moaned.

"That doesn't bother you, does it?" Janice inquired.

"No, not at all."

"Let me guess. I think that you not only have had a certain sixteen-year-old boy but his sister and maybe a certain thirteen-year-old girl as well?"

"Two out of three is not bad."

Janice had unbuttoned her blouse completely and was playing with her nipples through the material of her lacy bra. "Which two?"

Janet got to her feet and walked to the door to make sure it was locked. She slowly turned around and walked behind Janice's desk. She spun the chair to the side so she was facing Janice. "You know one was Jason, now the question is; have I had Christine or Ali." Janet lowered her face until she lightly kissed Janice's lips. "Who did I have?"

Janice's hands came up and cupped Janet's breasts. She loved the way Janet's perfume smelled on her. She loved feeling her breath on her cheeks. She loved having her breasts in her hands. "Please, tell me."

"Ali has the sweetest pussy. Lightly adorned with soft brown hair and when she cums, it's a mouth full." Janet whispered as her lips made contact with those of Janice.

The ringing of the telephone interrupted them. Janet straightened up as Janice composed herself before answering. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your appointment, but a client insists on seeing you."

"Okay. Tell him we'll be through in five minutes." Janice responded as she watched Janet straighten her skirt.

"We'll have to continue this at another time." Janice said as she started buttoning her blouse and arranging her attire.

"Does your husband know about you and your... ?" Janet asked.

"Yes. It was Bill that got her pregnant." Janice said. "Shortly afterwards they ran off together."

Janet had wondered about Janice's sudden divorce when it happened and made herself available if Janice wanted or needed to talk. Janice never came to her and Janet didn't want to intrude where she wasn't wanted.

"By the way," Janice said, "can you start at 8 o'clock Monday?"

"I'll be here." Together they walked out of the office.

Janet got in her car and sat there for a long time. She had known Janice White almost as long as they pastored this church and never would have imagined that she liked women. For ten years, she thought that she and Donna were the only "perverts" in the church. Then Ali got in the game, then the Garners and now Janice White! "My God, do we have a congregation full of swingers?"

Janet pulled into her driveway a half hour later. Doug was home and Janet found him in his study. The Master's program he was in allowed him to step up his pace so that he could fit eighteen months of classes into a twelve-month period. It would require a lot of hard work but he was confident he could do it.

"How did the interview go?" he asked as he looked up from the book he was reading.

"I start Monday morning." She looked at him and smiled, "You would not believe what happened."

Doug leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows as to say "tell me."

Janet sat in the only vacant chair in his office and sighed deeply. "Tom didn't tell us everything Janice told him."

"Like?" Doug really wanted to get back to his book.

"Like the fact that her office thing was with a woman." Janet said smiling at her husband.

"Really?"

"I don't know if Tom knows this part but the other woman got pregnant."

Doug paused for a second, "Immaculate conception?"

"Funny. No it was the normal way. Want to know who the proud daddy is?"

"Tell me" Doug was now hooked.

"Bill" she told her husband. "The reason for their divorce was that he ran off with her."

Doug's mouth dropped open. He tried to speak but words just would not form on his tongue.

"I invited Janice over tonight," Janet told her husband.

"Just her or everyone?" he asked as he regained the use of his voice.

"Would you mind finding something else to do tonight?" Janet asked.

Doug looked at his wife and thought about the request for a moment. "I was thinking of paying the Garners a visit."

Doug left after dinner and Janice pulled into the driveway ten minutes later. After Janet left her office she had to deal with a demanding client. When he was satisfied she closed the door of her office and could not think of anything else but Janet Berg. For years she had imagined what it would be like to be with her and this afternoon was so tantalizingly close. She tried to do some work but the moisture between her legs was a constant reminder just how close she had come to realizing her desire.

Janet met her at the front door and led her to the living room.

"May I get you anything?" she asked.

"No thank you, I'm fine." Janice answered her.

Janet smiled at her guest as Janice took a seat on the sofa. Boldly, Janet stepped up to her and leaned forward, cupping Janice's face with her hands. "Where were we?" she asked as she kissed the older woman.

Janice brought her hands up and cupped Janet's breasts. She realized that she was not wearing a bra when her nipples bore into her palms.

Janice leaned back against the sofa. "Where is the Pastor?" she said in a breathy voice.

"He went on a visitation." Janet replied kissing Janice's neck.

"Pity. I really enjoy watching."

Janet straightened up and looked down at Janice. A slow smile came across her face as she said, "You just want to watch?"

"At first, yes. It gets me excited."

Janet turned and walked over to the telephone. She faced her guest as she pushed the speed dial for Donna. "Do you need some excitement in your life tonight ... It's a surprise ... no you'll have to come over and find out ... okay, see in a bit."

Janet put the phone down and looked over to where Janice was sitting, watching her every move. "We'll have company in a couple of minutes."

"Who did you call?" Janice asked feeling the excitement build within her.

"Does it matter?" Janet answered as she sat next to her friend. Janet could see the excitement in her eyes, could hear it in her voice. "Just knowing that you get to watch turns you on, doesn't it?" she asked as she let her fingertips roam lightly up and down Janice's thigh.

If Janice was excited in her office, she was doubly so now. "I have always liked to watch."

They heard the backdoor open and footsteps coming their way. Donna walked into the living room and froze when she saw Janice sitting there before a smile of understanding came to her face.

Janet got up and put her arms around her lover's neck and kissed her deeply. "Our friend here says she gets excited by watching."

"Then maybe we should give her something to watch," Donna said as she returned Janet's kiss.

Janet accepted her lover's kiss pushed her breasts tightly against he, feeling both of their nipples harden. Janet looked sideways towards Janice and noticed that she still had on the clothes she worn to her office. She also noticed that Janice had pulled her skirt up and spread her legs wide. Surprisingly, Janice was not wearing and panties. As Janet massaged Donna's breasts, she watched as Janice ran a finger up her slit and started rubbing her clit.

Over the past several weeks she had been watched and had watched her friends in many different sexual encounters. Tonight was different. She would love to walk over to the woman and push her face into the obviously very wet pussy but knew that would spoil it for Janice. She slowly dropped to her knees and slid her hands down Donna's body and looked up into her smiling face. Without hesitation, she opened the front of Donna's blue jeans and pulled them down her long legs. She didn't need to look at Janice to know if she enjoyed the sight. Her low slow moan confirmed it for all of them.

Janet got to her feet and stepped behind Donna who was smiling at the woman of the sofa. Janice had inserted two fingers deep inside her watering canal and was busy stroking them in and out. As Janet started unbuttoning Donna's blouse, Donna said, "She seems to get excited quickly."

Janet pulled Donna's blouse off her shoulder and let it fall to the floor. She always loved undressing her and watching her charms come into view. She could not decide if she wanted to watch Donna's bra come off her tits or continue to watch Janice watch them. Leaning down, Janet kissed the side of Donna's neck as she slid her hands between her and her lover to open her bra. Donna's hands came up and pulled it the rest of the way off.

Janice was lost in the moment. She came here hoping to watch Doug and Janet. She had wanted to see them together for as long as she knew them. Yes, she wanted to lick Janet's pussy and have her lick hers but there was still the thrill of watching a husband fuck his wife knowing they were being watched.

She had her eyes glued to Janet as she kissed Donna when she entered the room. For a long time she suspected that there was more to their relationship but couldn't quite put a finger on it. This afternoon when Janet confirmed that she was bi she knew that Donna and her were lovers.

As Janet dropped to her knees, Janice absent-mindedly brought her hand to her pussy. It was so wet and hot that she just had to rub it. As her new employee slid her lover's pants down her legs, she could not help but slip two fingers inside her pussy and let a moan of pure pleasure escape her mouth. While one hand was busy twiddling her clit, her other hand cupped and played with her tit. "God, this is so fucking awesome," Janice thought as Janet stepped behind Donna.

Janice was very glad that Janet chose to let her watch as she started unbuttoning Donna's blouse. Her fingers picked up speed as she watched the garment fall to the floor. She knew they were saying something about her but the bliss of seeing them together made it impossible to comprehend. "I am so close. So close, let me see her tits," she moaned to herself.

Her fingers were buried deep inside her, her fantasy was coming true in front of her eyes and then as Donna's bra fall to the floor, she could not hold back any longer.

"Yesssssss," she moaned as her orgasm washed through her body.