Introductions are in order

Martha fluttered her long lashes and wrapped a strand of her long hair around a finger. She said, “I don’t believe we’ve met, I’m Martha Marx, one of the caterers.”

Mandy quickly piped in, “I’m Mandy, I’m the other caterer.”

The handsome man nodded to each woman and replied, “Very nice to meet the two of you, I’m James Ezra, I’ll be performing the ceremony. But please, call me Jim”

The sisters’ eyes went wide and Martha asked, “You mean you are the reverend?”

He smiled. It was a bright and shining smile that seemed to make the day seem a little brighter, “Technically, my title is Pastor. But, you’ve got the general idea.” A shrill voice sounded from across the lawn and the trio looked over to see the mother of the bride waving and calling Jim over.

He rolled his eyes, “The mother of the bride is always the hardest to deal with. Sorry ladies, I’ll be back in a second.” He smiled and waved at the figure across the lawn and went off to talk to her.

Mandy and Martha looked at each other. Mandy shook her head, her red hair bounced in every direction and she said. “He’s the Pastor? Oh god, I suddenly feel so dirty.”

Martha just stood silently, her mouth was slight open and she was breathing deeply. Mandy looked at her in shock, “”No….do not tell me that it’s a turn on for you.”

Martha licked her lips and nodded slowly. “I had this dream once where I was in a church and this priest wearing only his collar fucked me over the pews. Every since, I have had a thing for men of the cloth.”

Mandy put her hands up to her head, “Oh my god! You are such a pervert!”

Martha blushed, “I just have a few kinks, you know that.” She put her hands on her hips, “Besides, you are one to talk, Mrs. Cucumber!”

Mandy quickly looked around and whispered, “Quiet! You promised never to tell anyone about that!”

They saw Jim nod to the mother of the bride and start walking back to them. Mandy said, “You don’t even know if he’s married…or even straight…so don’t get ahead of yourself.”

Martha whispered, “Like I’m going to fuck him or something…please, give me some credit.”

Mandy shook her head. She knew that was exactly what her sister was thinking.

Jim came up and laughed, “She actually wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to wear a T-shirt at the ceremony. Can you believe that?”

Martha laughed and touched his arm, “Oh, that’s so funny!”

Mandy rolled her eyes. She decided to make sure that her sister wouldn’t be hurt. She asked, “So Jim, did you get to perform the services at your own wedding?”

“No, I haven’t found that special woman yet, and even if I had, I don’t think I could perform my own wedding.”

Martha laughed again and said, “Oh, what a silly question! My sister can be so odd at times!” She mouthed Mandy a silent ‘Thank you!” and took Jim by the arm and led him away asking, “So, I guess you find time in your schedule to work out…”