Aura Lee Preaches

He turned to pull up his pants when she finally released him, and when he turned around, he found her smiling at him from behind her desk, her blouse buttoned again, her bow retied, and her teeth back in her mouth. "When you come home for the weekend, text me, I'll give you my special number. Don't do it on Twitter: too many people can see it there. I will take care of you, Willie, and keep you pure until you meet your intended. Do you believe me?"

Willie looked at Sister Aura Lee with new respect. He looked at the swells of her blouse and smiled, and she winked as she caught him ogling her. "Yes, Ma'am. Anything you say, Ma'am. What can I do for you, Sister Aura Lee?"

She thought for a moment. "We'll talk about it. Nothing too dramatic, nothing that will ruin you for your future bride. I'll give you something I'll never give Stan: my breasts as your personal toys. Think about what you'd like to do with them, and we'll make it so. And you'll come over at a different time than him: in fact, don't tell him I'm seeing you."

"But aren't you going to be seeing him, too?"

"Yes, but his case is different. I need to preach him a different message. All I need to do is suck the evil out of him once a week. You're different."

Willie thought about this for a moment, then impulsively took her hand to kiss it. "Yes, Ma'am. Yes, Ma'am. Thank you, Ma'am. Anything you say, Ma'am."

Sister Aura Lee smiled and picked up her pen. "My granddaughter Lisa's coming home in nine months after her missionary assignment. She will be helping me here with the preaching, and pastoral work. I'll introduce you: I think she'll be very happy to meet you."

He smiled. "Is that her picture?"

She looked and found him looking at a picture of a lovely young woman in her early 20s with long, blond hair. "Yes, that's Lisa. Now go, and I'll see you the next time you come home."

"Yes, Ma'am. Thank you, Ma'am."

Sister Aura Lee ran her finger under her lower lip, catching a little moisture that escaped her previously. "Thank you, Willie." She sucked her finger slowly, lasciviously, licking around the nail to get every morsel. "Thank God for you."