The Gray Man Ch. 29 - The Pastor's Wife

"Now!" Gretchen said sharply as she lifted her skirt to her waist.

"God forgive me," the irony of the confession inside the church conference room was not lost on the others. Gretchen leaned in as she pulled Elaina's face forward. Elaina brought her nose up to the slick labia and inhaled. Gretchen smirked as Elaina's breasts swelled as she breathed in her scent.

"Keep breathing, cunt." Gretchen demanded, determined to make sure the wannabe domme would never forget her.

I, I'm a... Oh my God forgive me! I'm a... I'm a cunt..." whimpered Elaina as Gretchen shoved her face onto her pussy. Kyle watched mesmerized as his Ma'am immediately ran her tongue up the slick labia, tenderly zeroing in on her clit, knowing what would bring the strawberry blonde devil the most pleasure. For not ever eating pussy before, Elaina was an attentive lover. She lifted one hand to grope at Gretchen's large tit, teasing the engorged nipple through her blouse and bra as her other hand reached to cup her tormentor's ass.

Elaina then surprised herself as she sunk her incredibly long tongue deep inside the temptress and literally began to fuck her with the long velvety soft appendage

"Good girl, cunt. Mmmm, that's it. Fuck! Yessssss! So deep, so deep! Don't stop!" Moaned Gretchen as she slammed her hips in union with the woman's tongue. Almost instantly Gretchen broke into an earth shattering climax, her juices flowing down Elaina's chin.

Kyle's cock hardened in his pants as he watched the forbidden debauchery taking place just feet from him. Gray crossed his arms and smirked, watching his cousin return the favor of forcing him to watch her in all of her glory.

"OHHH... YES! Ohhhhhh!" Gretchen mewed as her orgasm crossed to the next plateau and she squirted her juices into Elaina's greedy mouth. Elaina sucked and swallowed the nectar while the she devil gripped her head and rolled into a second orgasm

Finally, Gretchen pulled away and looked at her cousin. "Your turn, Mr. Gray." TJ hesitated, "You see, here is your problem," Gretchen commented as she walked towards him. "You are too fucking nice. Now, take out your fucking cock and choke the cunt with it."

TJ smirked as he stepped forward and unzipped his pants. The pastor watched as inch by inch Gray's huge cock came into view. Elaina's eyes almost bulged out of her head as she saw the huge white monster get ever closer. Easily three times as large as her lover's and twice as big as the next largest cock she had ever had.

Gretchen lifted Gray's cock and slapped Elaina's face, causing the juices that covered her face to splash. Gretchen's eyes narrowed, "I'd say open wide, but I'm sure you can tell that's what's required."

Elaina absently opened her mouth as her long tongue snaked into view while Gretchen laid her cousin's cock on Elaina's tongue. "Get to work, cunt, Let's see if you suck cock as well as you eat pussy."

Elaina's tiny fingers curled themselves around the big, huge rod. It was certainly bigger than her husband's, but she had at least felt a man's cock in her hand before. TJ's huge prick felt warm to the touch, rock hard, and it seemed to swell in her grasp. She just stared down at the gigantic thing, unable to speak, as almost on its own her hand began to stroke up and down the thick shaft.

Impatiently, Gretchen growled, "Well, don't just sit there like fucking ice queen, get to work. She reached over and covered Elaina's fingers with her own, and began moving them up and down the length of TJ's long, hard cock. Elaina just gasped in astonishment, but began dutifully moving her hand up and down on the hot pole in her grasp.

"Mmmm," Gretchen whispered in Elaina's ear, "Yeah, bitch, that's good -- you making TJ's cock nice and hard with that pretty little hand of yours. That expensive wedding ring shining in the light looks good on his cock."

Gretchen's comment caused Elaina to stare down at the stark contrast between her small, white hand, and the big, huge cock it was wrapped around. After a moment, eyes wide in fear, she looked back up at TJ, to make sure he wasn't getting angry about something. Her eyes darted to her lover who just looked on in silence. Elaina had liked the Pastor because he was so submissive, but she was discovering today he had no fight in him as he just watched her abuse happening in front of his own eyes.

Gretchen smirked as she moved her hands to cup Elaina's tits through her light sweater. "Time to earn your keep, cunt. Suck."

Elaina tried to resist, but Gretchen forced her face forward. Elaina tried turning her head to the side, and squealed, "No!", as her face approached the large, throbbing cock, but she still kept her hand wrapped around it, and was still rhythmically moving it up and down.

Gretchen yanked her head back up by her hair. "You like to fuck your cuck boy in the ass, you eat pussy like a pro, but sucking cock is something you won't do? Maybe you are a good little pussy eater after all. Now, suck his cock before I bend you over that table and let him shove it up your ass.."

This time, although shaking with fear and revulsion, Elaina let her lips go just to the tip of the enormous huge cock, and just barely brushed them against it in an unenthusiastic kiss.

"Now lick it," Gretchen's voice boomed from above her. The large huge man's thigh muscles, clearly visible to her eyes, reminded her that resistance was all but pointless. Slowly she put out her long tongue that had just given Gretchen an orgasm and gave a light lick to the head of TJ's cock.

She tasted the pre-cum that her own milking hand had brought to the tip. The taste contrasted to Gretchen's cum in such a way that Elaina couldn't stop herself from flicking her tongue back into her mouth to taste their combined juices. She licked out at it again, this time lapping her tongue up along about half the length of it.

"Now take it in your mouth, cunt," Gretchen repeated

Again, Elaina tried to shake her head in protest, but again it was held firmly in place. This time it was TJ whose large hand closed around her throat, cutting off her airway. Elaina panicked as her arms gripped at his powerful forearms.

Just when she thought she was going to pass out, TJ loosened his grip and allowed air to rush into her starving lungs. But as she opened her mouth to gulp it in, he forced his huge cock into her open mouth. In a panic of humiliation, Elaina realized that she now had his thick, huge cock in her mouth. She couldn't believe how big and hot it felt in her mouth. She closed her lips around it, and held it there, but did nothing else.

"Suck his cock, bitch," echoed through the room. Everyone was surprised that it was Pastor Carter's voice that gave the order.

Humiliated and defeated, Elaina began slightly moving her head up and down on the big, hard cock invading her mouth. At the same time, she lapped at it with her tongue. She moved her hand up and down on it, too. She prepared for Gray to erupt. The few times she had sucked her husband's cock it only took a minute or two of that kind of stimulation before he'd cum.

Elaina felt Gretchen move behind her, lifting her sweater and bra, allowing her large, ripe breasts to come free. From behind her she felt the devil woman start to squeeze and tease her tits.

"Mmm," Gretchen purred, " you have some amazing tits. When I first saw them today I thought that you had paid good money for them, but damn, those are real and amazing." Elaina felt Gretchen pinch her nipples erect, and pulled on them to a state where she felt as if she would cut glass. As much as she wanted to protest she couldn't with her mouth stuffed full of cock. Instead it came out in a moan that just encouraged Gretchen to torment her even more.

Elaina adjusted to having the monster cock in her mouth, and it wasn't hard for her tongue and mouth to instinctively know what to do to make a man's cock happy. She tried to ignore the fact that, especially since Gretchen had started playing with her tits, she'd started getting wetter between her legs again. She tried to ignore the fact that she'd begun shamelessly making audible slurping and sucking noises as she more enthusiastically bobbed her pretty head up and down on TJ's big dick, taking more and more of it in her mouth, and pressing it deeper toward the back of her throat. She especially tried to ignore the humiliating moment when the thought raced through her mind wondering how the big, hard pole throbbing in her hand and her mouth might feel stuffed up inside her.

Gretchen's voice broke through the fog in Elaina's mind. "Damn, I think she's enjoying sucking that huge cock." Elaina's cheeks burned with shame, and tears flooded from her eyes.

Kyle Carter added, "How does it feel being the submissive bitch?

Elaina blushed at the truth of his words. She had to admit that her body was reacting to the two demons that were forcing her to do things she would never dream of. She liked the feel of TJ's cock in her mouth, shamefully enjoying him holding her by the hair and fucking her face with it. She hoped the mewling and whimpering sounds of pleasure that began to escape her went unheard.

Even Gretchen's hands torturing her tits felt good. Soon through, Elaina regretted wearing pants with an elastic waistband as Gretchen thrust her hand down the back of her pants and found the wetness between Elaina's legs. Even though Elaina grunted in protest, she couldn't prevent the she=devil's fingers from feeling her warm wetness.

Elaina tried to squirm away from but TJ held her in place as a soft moan escaped Elaina's lips as Gretchen expertly reached to find her tiny clit, sending a fresh gush of wetness through the walls of her pussy.

Suddenly, Carter's voice echoed in the room, "Fuck her face, fuck the arrogance out of her."

TJ looked at Gretchen and winked as he started to thrust his cock in and out of Elaina's mouth and throat. He could feel her gag and her throat muscles spasm on his cock head, while her tongue snaked up and down his shaft.

When TJ started to grunt, Gretchen sped up her fingers moving in and out of Elaina's dripping pussy and rubbing her clit. Gray knew that if they didn't hurry, folks may wonder what was happening in the conference room.

He allowed himself to relax which caused his orgasm to break loose. He pushed his cock as deep into her throat as he could and shot the first jet inside her and then pulled out. Elaina coughed and choked but then her own orgasm raged through her. She tried to hold onto Gray's cock but she pulled away and received the gift of rope after rope of cum lash along her face, eyes, and hair.

Gretchen looked over to Pastor Carter who was using two fingers to rapidly stroke his small cock until it erupted as well.

Gretchen and Gray slipped away, straightened themselves up. Gretchen closed her computer with a smirk, "A little bit of editing and this will be a perfect alibi if either of you decide to get stupid. We are done here, Elaina."

Gray turned to Kyle Carter, "I'm not finished with you, though. I will come by your house tonight at 7:00 sharp. If I do not have your letter of resignation by that time, there will be consequences."

Kyle was stunned, "I... I have a meeting with my board at Se... seven. Can you wait until I speak with them? 8:30 perhaps."

TJ smirked, "8:30 it is. Not a minute later. Also, if your children have someplace they can go this evening, it would probably be better for everyone."

As Gray opened the door to the conference room the pressure changed again. It reminded Gray of a positive pressure hospital room that was used to keep a patient isolated.

When he and Gretchen stepped into the hallway they were again greeted by the two burly security guards and escorted to the entryway.

The larger of the two was still favoring the wrist that Gray had manipulated earlier. As the outer doors opened and the cold winter air swirled snow on the parking lot the younger guard finally spoke, "You are not welcome back here."

TJ paused, turned, and smirked. "If I need to return I will, only next time I won't be quite so gentle. Better up your game."

As TJ and Gretchen walked to the rental car Gretchen chuckled, "Was that last line necessary?"

Gray smiled, "Love me or hate me, they will never forget me."

TJ held the car door for his cousin before walking to the driver's side and getting in. He started the vehicle and let it warm up a bit as he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Allen Babin about the plan to fly back to DC in a couple of days from Detroit. When he had finished the text he turned to Gretchen. "Try to find out what you can about Carter's wife."

She looked at her cousin, "You're going to tell her aren't you?"

Gray nodded, "I am. I'm also going to tell Elaina's husband. I don't like bullies and I like false prophets even less."

As they pulled out of the parking lot Gretchen's fingers danced on her phone screen. "Miriam Carter, 4th grade teacher. From the pictures on social media she looks to be about 5 '2", brown curly hair, looks to be brown eyes. Curvy hips, not too thin, she's cute."

Gray looked at the clock on the dash, "Let's go someplace and get lunch and plan the next steps."

Gretchen sighed, "It's only lunchtime. After that morning it feels like it should be bedtime."

The two found a diner looking over the bay, made a rough plan for the rest of the day then headed back to Old Mission Retreat Center so that they could get a better look at the property during the daylight hours.

At 245 they were sitting in the teacher's parking area at the grade school where Miriam Carter taught. Just before 330 the tired teacher made her way to the parking lot.

Gretchen watched as the obviously exhausted teacher made her way across the parking lot. "Are we the bad guys, Teej? I look at that poor woman who has no idea that her life is about to crash into chaos because of what we found."

TJ sighed, "It does feel like it at times, but we were not the ones that created the chaos. I like to think that truth eventually leads to healing."

Gretchen took her cousin's hand. "This is what your life has been isn't it?"

TJ nodded, "Honestly, yeah, but with much higher stakes."

Gretchen's thumb rubbed the top of his hand, "Saving the world is pretty high stakes and the world is still here so you've done well."

Gray turned to look at his cousin, "I'd have traded it all to have protected you and Angie."

Gretchen lifted his hand and kissed it, "I know, Teej - I really do."

The snow began to fall again, creating a pristine white blanket that muffled sounds as they pulled out of the elementary school parking lot, following the large white GMC Suburban as Miriam followed her normal route home complete with her three daughters.

Gray and Gretchen kept a careful distance as they followed Miriam to what they believed were Kyle's parent's house where she dropped off the three girls. Gretchen whispered, "It looks like Kyle followed through with not having the girls at home."

Miriam then made her way into the elegant, very exclusive neighborhood and pulled into a cul-de-sac before parking the Suburban in the garage. Gray and Gretchen retreated to a nearby restaurant to eat, to wait, to finalize plans.

Gretchen sighed, "I can't imagine what must be running through her mind. Her husband calls or texts, telling her that he will be late and to have the girls stay with his parents."

TJ shrugged, "For all we know this is something normal for them. Miriam didn't appear to be stressed or confused at all by it."

Time passed, and the winter night deepened. The clock on the wall read 7:00 PM, Gray paid for their dinner and headed back into the winter air.

Gray parked the rental and made his way to the front door and rang the bell. When Miriam opened the door it was apparent that she had enjoyed some mulled wine, the scent lingered in the air, alongside the smell of what Gray believed to be a hearty beef stew.

Miriam's hazel eyes widened in surprise. She looked from Gray to Gretchen, her expression a mix of curiosity and unease. The warmth of her cozy home, with the fireplace crackling in the background, was a stark contrast to the cold winter night outside.

"Can I help you?" Miriam asked, her voice cautious but polite.

Gray stepped inside, removing his coat and shaking off the snow. "I apologize for the unannounced visit," he began. "But there's something we need to discuss with you, Miriam."

Gretchen followed suit, closing the door behind her. The warmth of the house enveloped them, but the atmosphere in the room was anything but cozy.

Miriam motioned for them to sit in the living room, and they took a seat on the plush couch, their breath forming tiny clouds in the heated air.

"What's this about?" Miriam inquired, her eyes focused on Gray. She had no idea why they were there, and the unexpected visit had left her on edge.

Gray took a deep breath, knowing that the news he was about to deliver would shatter Miriam's world. The cozy ambiance of the Christmas tree and the warmth of the home clashed with the impending revelation, setting the stage for a difficult and emotionally charged conversation.

"We have some information that concerns your husband, Pastor Kyle Carter," Gray began, his voice steady but filled with empathy. "It's not easy to say, but we believe you should know the truth."

Miriam's eyes bore into Gray's, searching for any hint of what he was about to reveal. Her unease deepened, and she clasped her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Gretchen interjected, her voice gentle but resolute. "We've uncovered evidence of an affair involving your husband. We believe it's our duty to share this with you."

A heavy silence settled in the room, only broken by the crackling of the fireplace and the occasional soft hum of a car passing in the snowy street outside. Miriam's face registered a mix of shock, disbelief, and pain. Her heartache was palpable.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke in a trembling voice, "I... I don't understand. This can't be true. Kyle would never do something like that."

Gray's gaze never wavered from Miriam's. "We understand that this is incredibly difficult to accept, but we have concrete evidence. We can show you, but we thought it best to speak to you in person first."

Miriam nodded, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. She led them to the study, where Gray connected his laptop to the television screen while Gretchen handed him a USB drive.

As the video of Kyle's night with Elaina began to play on the screen, the tears in Miriam's eyes spilled over, her heart shattering with each passing moment. The winter night had grown even colder, and the warmth of her home seemed a distant memory as she faced the painful truth in the midst of a Traverse City winter, where the world outside was just as cold and unforgiving as the revelation inside.

When she heard her husband scream "Rape Me!" she burst into tears, "Turn it off, turn it off," Miriam screamed as she ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. Gray looked at Gretchen who followed the jilted wife into the bathroom to check on her.

"Miriam," Gretchen cooed, her voice a husky, seductive whisper, as she held the broken woman's hair back. "Breathe, breathe."

Miriam's tears flowed freely, her voice shaking as she spoke, "How could he do this to me, to his daughters? Two decades together, and he's been unfaithful."

Gretchen continued to hold Miriam's hair to keep it free from what was being expelled from her stomach. When Miriam straightened up, Gretchen stood and found a toothbrush and some toothpaste and handed them to the grieving wife. "I can only imagine the pain you're feeling," she purred, her voice barely louder than a secret shared in the night. "Rage is expected, but he will be home soon and you need to have a plan."