The Virgin and the Preacher Ch. 02

Louvina’s life has changed, and she has changed. You’ll be surprised at the ending.

Enjoy!

xo DG

The Virgin and the Preacher Ch 02

I was a woman now. I really did feel beautiful. That I excited Parker that much that he wanted me was a powerful feeling. He gathered me into his arms and pulled my leg over him, my soft inner thigh on his cock, my breasts against his side. I toyed with the curls on his chest, and he chuckled.

“So, I guess I got carried away huh? I mean I was only going to masturbate for you,” he said ruefully.

“Oh, this was way better!”

“I lost control, Lou. I wanted to make your first time special, not wild sex.”

“It was perfect.” I sighed. “Just perfect.” My head on his shoulder, he kissed my forehead.

“I’m glad you’re okay. You got me cranked up. I’m not… Wasn’t ever like that. You did it for me.”

I looked up at him. “You mean with your wife?”

“Yeah, our sex was pretty vanilla. I mean no complaints. She never turned me down. But having this to compare it to…” he said, trailing off. “I’m not speaking ill of my wife,” he added to clarify.

I nodded. “I understand. They say you don’t miss what you never had. So, I guess it works the same way, you don’t realize you missed anythin’ until you have it.”

He chuckled. “You’re pretty smart, young lady.”

He hugged me tighter. We dozed a bit wrapped up with each other.

“It must be getting late,” I said when I woke up.

“Yeah. Why don’t you call your mom and tell her that I’ll bring you home later this evening? We’ll have dinner and then finish the work.”

I nodded and found my cell phone. Mama didn’t have a cell but did have a house phone. She agreed that we had more work today and it would run later and said she wouldn’t worry since she knows.

Parker called me into the bathroom when I was done. He had drawn a warm bath in the big clawfoot tub. The scent of jasmine scent filled the steamy room. “You’ll be sore, sweetie. Soak in here while I get us something to eat. I’d love to join you in that big tub, but I don’t trust myself.”

He pulled me against him, and we kissed. My nipples hardened and poked into his chest, and I rubbed because they began to ache. He wrapped my long hair around his fist and kissed me hard, then backed away, shaking his head. I enjoyed watching his bare butt while he walked out.

I found one of his white dress shirts in the closet and went to find him. I giggled when I saw he wore an apron, with nothing on under it.

“I just whipped up a couple of sandwiches,” he said, turning to put the plates on the bar. “Oh, you look so good in that shirt. Mmm.” I slid onto the stool, and he stood next to me. “I especially like this,” he said, slipping his hand into my shirt. I only buttoned the lower buttons giving him a good view of my breasts which I discovered he loved.

“I thought you might like it,” I said smiling. “Seein’ my breasts that is.”

He sat and reached over to push the shirt open with his finger. “I love seeing them, touching them, sucking on them. Yeah, I love them alright.”

I blushed but with pride in my body and womanhood. That powerful feeling came back again. I felt like a seductress, and it was a heady feeling.

“I didn’t get any work done today!” I exclaimed distressfully, just remembering.

“No, you didn’t you naughty girl. I guess we will just have to work tomorrow and catch up.” I nodded eagerly. I loved the work. Made me feel like I was finally doing something worthwhile.

He placed the dishes in the sink and took my hand, leading me back into the bedroom. He stretched out on the bed, and I straddled him.

“Oh Lou, I’d love nothing more than to do it again. Watch you riding me with those glorious breasts bouncing. But you are going to be sore, and I don’t want to make it worse.”

He saw the look of disappointment on my face and chuckled. “I think I created a little sex monster here hmm?”

“Yessssss,” I hissed. “I want to feel you inside me again.”

He gritted his teeth at the words and his hips automatically thrust up. My legs were wide open over his hard rod. I rocked.

“Oooooo, a tease too,” he murmured. “I may have to just keep you here with me.”

I couldn’t tell him how much I would love to stay with him because I knew he wasn’t serious. I didn’t know how I could go home and talk to Mama and my brothers without giving it all away. I’m a different girl than the one that left the house this morning. I’m a woman with a whole lot more emotions now.

He did keep his word that he said he wouldn’t make love with me again. He was also right in that I was a little sore. As much as I wanted to experience his cock inside me again, it was probably better to wait.

*****

I slipped in the door, talked to Mama for a moment, and escaped to my room. I had to wash out my uniform, bra, and panties before bed. I wore them home because I couldn’t chance wearing anything from Parker’s house, so it all had to stay there. I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.

“You’re lookin’ migh-ty fine today, Louvina,” Billy Bob said the next morning, squeezing my ass.

Because I knew the people eating at the luncheonette could see us, I looked at him, smiled sweetly, and said, “Billy Bob if’n you ever touch me again I’m going to kick you so hard you’ll never find your balls again.”

I turned and winked at those sitting nearby and strutted across the diner with the plates of food. I heard slow clapping of hands, and some chuckles along with louder guffaws. My tips that day were the biggest I’ve ever had.

*****

The following week I stacked the crisp bills from my pay on the kitchen table and went to my room.

“Louvina! Come back out here!” mama yelled from the kitchen.

“Yes, mama?” I said nervously.

“You been smellin’ like some fancy flower when you come back from workin’ at the church. How is that?” she asked suspiciously.

The bottom dropped out of my stomach. There was nothing more that I hated than to tell a lie. Especially to my mama. I swallowed hard.

“I always stink like grease and food from the diner. The church has a shower in the basement that Reverend Cope said I could use.” I said, mostly looking down at the floor. “Sometimes a member of the congregation will come into the office, and I was embarrassed because I smelled.”

“Oh. Oh. Well, that’s right nice of the Reverend. I sure did miss him when he left. Never knew he was that close.” She sighed and pushed several bills across the table toward me. “Here, y’all worked hard for this family your whole dang life. You deserve some of it too. I only wished I could have given you more through the years.” I saw her blink back tears as she turned away from me. Mama never cried.

“Thank you, mama. We all do what we have to do,” I said simply.

The first thing I did was to call JoJo and ask if she could cut my hair. I told her I had a job now and could afford to pay. I just hoped Parker could drive me there because otherwise, I had no way to get there.

Parker picked me up from the diner and I suddenly became nervous about asking him to do that for me. I wasn’t used to asking for help much.

“You’ve nervously smoothed your skirt for the last five minutes, Lou, what’s on your mind?” he grinned.

“Mama let me keep some of the money you’re payin’ me, and I want to get my hair cut. I made an appointment at the beauty salon where JoJo works, but I never thought about gettin’ there.”

“Well, it just so happens I have some business in town that I could take care of while you are at the salon!”

“Really?” Now I was starting to get excited about my first beauty salon visit. Mama usually trimmed the ends straight on my hair once a year, but I wanted a real cut.

“Yes, Lou, of course, I’ll take you. You don’t have to be shy about asking me anything,” he said, taking my hand. “We could do a little clothes shopping while we’re in town as well if you’d like?”

“Oh yes!” I knew I’d have money left over and would love to buy myself something that wasn’t thrifted. Something brand new, colorful, and not frayed and faded.

“Then it’s a date!” he said.

I felt a little frisson of happiness run through my heart when he said that. I knew it wasn’t a date like normal people, but that someone would want to spend time with me was still fanciful to me. I let the butterflies around my heart free, but yet in the back of my mind, I realized there would be an end. But I just couldn’t think about that right now.

*****

Parker was waiting outside the diner on the day of my appointment. I had just enough time to take a shower and change. Parker dropped me off outside of Beauticity, where JoJo was a stylist. I giggled to myself at the name. I opened the door and JoJo ran up, nearly knocking me off my feet in a hug.

“Oh my god, I’ve missed you so much, LouLou,” she whispered, hugging me tighter.

“You look so different,” I said, stepping back to look at her. “So grown up. A real city girl now.” I hugged her again. “I’m so happy for you!”

She led me over to a chair, sat me down, and notched it higher. She stood behind me in the mirror and we just grinned at each other for a moment.

“You… You look different too,” she said pensively. She studied me for a moment and her eyes lit up. “You got a man,” she hissed in my ear. “You have been fuckin’ someone! I knew it!” She squealed and jumped up and down so that the others in the salon had to laugh at her antics.

“Yes, but please don’t ask who.” I felt a mixture of embarrassment and pride that I was no longer a virgin and had actually been fucked.

“Louvinaaaaaaaaa,” she whined. “Do you seriously think I’m not going to ask you? I’ll drag it out of you one way or the other,” she laughed, and I rolled my eyes.

“Areya going to cut my dang hair or what?!” I asked in pretend exasperation.

We chatted while she cut, and the hair piled around me on the floor like a mound of melted chocolate.

“Okay, are you sure you want this?” she asked for the eleventy billionth time.

“Yessssss, I’m positive!” She nodded and continued to cut.

“Do I know him?” she asked.

“Maybe,” I hedged.

“No no no. You have to give me yes or no answers. Maybe ain’t playin’ fair.”