Christian College Sex Comedy Ch. 29

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"Wrong," I fought back. "It is a 'fuck you' to temptation. It makes you stronger. Dr. Scarlett, I have never had a woman hold out as long as you did this afternoon. If you change the way you dress, then I win and you lose because I've proven you don't have faith in your own convictions."

Victoria was contemplative for a moment, frowning, then slowly letting a smile win out.

"Come here," she beckoned. I came up and she kissed me – not a fevered rush but a smooth, subtle thing, driven by curiosity more than passion. "You are going to require more work than I imagined," she eventually commented.

"Have you forgiven me?" I asked. "Have I returned to being a good boy?"

"Yes and yes."

"Does this mean I can cop a feel? Ya know, a freebie?" I hoped. She kept looking up at me as she studied my features.

"You are going to be a whole lot of work, Zane," she answered, "and no, no free fondling of my private parts." I growled up at the ceiling.

"Damn it, woman," I snarled. "Stop trying to break me to your will."

"Mr. Braxton," she patted me on the cheek, "I have no idea what you are talking about."

Yeah, right.

WE'VE COME SO FAR

The Festivities Committee broke up once more. I was helping Mrs. Jaspers to her car since she'd taken a tumble in her home and her ankle was a bit sore. I had to return to the conference room to find my usual crowd of women overstaying the meeting – Mrs. Sahara Penny, Kendra Bainbridge, and Rochelle Wellington.

"Hello, Kendra. Those frills around your collar are very enticing to the eye," I jibed. "Did you come tonight with some ulterior motive?"

"No!" she snapped. "I am not that kind of woman."

"Technically, if you've had children, you are that kind of woman," Sahara chimed in.

"I am not a fornicator," Kendra defended herself.

"No one said you were," Rochelle smiled at her rival's discomfort. "All Zane did was give you a compliment and a gentle teasing."

"After his 'date' with the Reverend's wife, I am not sure any of us can be considered safe from Mr. Braxton's intentions," Kendra spat. Sahara's laugh was musical.

"Yes, Kendra, I was positively scandalized that Zane would approach me with such blasphemous intentions as the Gospel of Judas, Pistis Sophia, and the origins of God's true word," Sahara grinned too sweetly.

"I am sure that is what was on his mind," Kendra insinuated. She was probably coming to regret being tricked into talking to the Preacher's wife.

"What would that be?" Rochelle prodded.

Kendra's mouth gaped. "Well, we all know what Mr. Braxton is up to at school," she rebounded snootily.

"Oh, so you have seen his website," Sahara pointed out. Kendra turned a deep shade of red.

"Well – I – with everything going on," she sputtered, "we need to know how to keep our daughters safe."

"Oh, Kendra, I agree," Rochelle smiled my way. "I think we can all agree that young Ms. Masters (Barbie Lynn) was lucky to escape Zane's clutches."

"Yes," Sahara added sternly, "apparently she's been lucky on a nightly basis." Hey, now! Why is everybody picking on me? Half the time she's on top.

"You make it sound like she enjoys...that – what he does to her," Kendra fought back.

"Yes," sighed Sahara, "I can understand how horrible it must be to be crying out God's name while having sex."

"Several times a night," Rochelle added. "I have such sympathy for the poor girl."

"You do know that it is plausible Ms. Masters seeks me out for our mutual enjoyment," I groused. "After all, it's my bedroom and my shower we are seen in."

"The Devil is known to be a great seducer," Kendra countered. "You've lured her into debauched behavior."

"Oh, well...Kendra, you are on to me. I guess my deep-seated lust for you will remain unquenched," I groaned.

"That's not fair," Rochelle chided me. "You are neither a tool of the Devil nor prone to give up on anything you desire, so apologize to Kendra for the sarcasm."

"I apologize for making light of your concerns, Mrs. Bainbridge," I nodded toward Kendra.

"Very well," Kendra snorted. "Perhaps counseling with Pastor William would do you some good." Oh, like that was going to happen; I was right in ol' Bill's preferred age range and gender. Added to that, I had sort of threatened to have him murdered for threatening Sahara Monday night.

"I would prefer to be guided by someone I didn't have a desire to toss out of a fast moving aircraft," I allowed myself to say. Kendra gasped, Sahara became very still, and Rochelle choked.

"Wha- – what makes you say that?" Sahara asked cautiously.

"He insulted my Uncle Tim within the hearing of Aunt Jill," I answered. "I really couldn't stand Uncle Tim but would rather put my hand in a garbage disposal than let someone cause her pain. He apologized at that time but I have not forgotten."

"Have you ever worried about being a bit too bloody?" Rochelle cautioned me.

"I ask a lot out of life; I risk more than most and I accept that the price I pay may be higher," I replied. "I believe in the Rule of Law and I believe in punishing the wicked who attempt to abuse the rules for their own agenda. If the price is blood, then blood it shall be; if I can get a heartfelt repentance instead, so much the better."

"Aren't you simply forcing your world view on everyone else?" Rochelle questioned me.

"Absolutely," I admitted. "My world view is relatively easy to understand; keep to your word, accept that others will be different, and live and let live. I would prefer that my friends and I be left alone. If I have to use physical force to protect my views, I can live with that."

"What of the Christian virtues of forgiveness and 'do no harm'?" Sahara countered.

"I make a lousy Christian at times," I looked embarrassed.

"You seem to have very little time for Christ in your life," Kendra responded snidely.

"Really?" I muse. "I go to church six days a week, I get quizzed on some sort of Bible lore at least twice a day, and I come to this meeting once a week. I know sin is not a balancing act but I think I do some good."

"Maybe if you gave less energy to carnal pursuits and more to Christian righteousness, you wouldn't have so many sins to balance," Kendra pronounced.

"And here we are, three women of relatively good looks, discussing righteousness and virtue, Kendra," Sahara smiled. Kendra gawked at her. "Yes, I imagine I looked something like you look now when I saw Zane's devious trap Monday night."

"What do you mean? We are talking about Zane's sexual lifestyle," Kendra rebutted.

"No. You are talking about Zane's sex life; the rest of us are talking about sin, forgiveness, and virtue," Rochelle smiled in a superior manner.

"But – but you...both –" Kendra stammered.

"I asked Zane about his world view," Rochelle corrected.

"And I asked him about Christian forgiveness and 'do no harm', as I recall," Sahara smiled sedately. Kendra gaped like a fish out of water.

"Yes, but now that I know about Mrs. Bainbridge's obsession with my bedroom antics, I'll make sure to show her more attention," I nodded. "I mean, there is an attraction that mature women possess that girls cannot equal.

There was a long silence that followed that statement.

"Zane, you wouldn't dare do...all...all of those lewd acts to one of us, would you?" Kendra stuttered.

"I can't imagine what would make me refuse consensual sex with anyone in this room," I grinned at her.

"But we are married women," Rochelle teased me.

"Thus consensual – I don't want to break up a happily married couple but I don't like seeing a woman trapped in a relationship solely because she thinks there are no other options," I explained. "Women deserve to be free...and quite frankly, unhappily married women have built up an exciting reservoir of carnal energy."

"Zane, I find it difficult to believe that a young man as kind to this committee as you have been would make us disrobe one article of clothing, run your rough hands over every inch of our bodies, and then force us to perform all kinds of vile sexual acts on and for you," Rochelle kept taunting me. My guess was that she was really pissed on learning her husband was having an affair with one of his employees in the Mayor's office.

"You wouldn't do that to Kendra, would you, Zane?" Sahara quizzed me.

"What do you mean?" I seemed confused. "She's one of the hottest MILF's in the parish; all the guys in Bible Study say so."

"Wha – what?" Kendra gulped.

"MILF – Mothers I'd Like to F...ornicate with," I told her.

"I know that!" Kendra snapped, clearly disoriented and unsure of herself.

"Certainly you've noticed the men's eyes follow you around the church every Sunday after service?" I questioned Kendra.

"No," she gasped.

"Mrs. Bainbridge, I know you don't think much of me or my opinions, but I think you can believe that I have an appreciation of women's physiques. I'm pretty good at determining a woman's attractiveness," I said. I find most women to be enticing, but telling Kendra that wouldn't help my case. "You possess female features men want in a lover. It is not your fault; God made you that way."

"Don't you bend Kendra over this desk and have your way with her after Mrs. Penny and I leave," Rochelle threatened me playfully as she stood to go. Sahara made for the door as well.

"Can I walk you to your car?" I asked Kendra.

"No! No, I'll be okay," Kendra scurried from the room first.

I stepped out into the hall with Sahara and Rochelle.

"That was cruel," Rochelle stated.

"I'm sorry," I apologized.

"I was talking to Mrs. Penny," Rochelle corrected.

"Yes, yes it was," Sahara smiled at us. What the hell had I created with those two? I had made allies. I'd also talked myself out of sex with Rochelle for the night, but I thought she would survive a few days without my amorous attentions.

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Steve150177Steve150177over 10 years ago
Just great

I waited until I had read all there was to read, as I could not wait to read on, to make a comment.

I love your story, your plot, your characters, etc. Please don't stop.

I especially like the way when you mention a minor character you clue me in who this person is instead of expecting everyone to be able to keep your numerous characters in our heads. I have a problem remembering names.

I also especially approve of your handling of the Rio/Mercy relationship. A M/s relationship involves [absolute] trust (on the slave's part) and [most importantly] responsibility (on the Mistress's part). I seriously doubt that many of your vanilla readers realize this, but you do.

As a story editor myself, let me say "Good Job" to frontma!! I saw only a few errors and one sentence that made no sense, in 29 chapters, you rock.

AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
So good !!

Thank you for another great chapter and some more Paige time. As always anxiously awaiting the next chapter.

DesireeFoxDesireeFoxover 10 years ago
That was so hot

that now we have to do laundry becasue we o not have any clean tols, as this onw use the last of them to sop up the mess on the floor. I really need to make sure the floors below me are clean from now on

Thank you for another wonderfully squishy day.

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