Met her at church

I first met Lilly at her church, where I was visiting with my wife and kids. She really was the type of girl it was hard to miss, and part of that was the fact that she really seemed to have to idea how hot she was. I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she walked to the choir with others, her long skirt hugging the curve of her ass, teasing me with the faint hint of a panty line.

For the rest of the service I did my best not to stare at her. I mean, not only was I in church setting next to my wife, but at 40, I was almost twice this girl's age. Still, there was something unquestionably sexy about her.

Following the service, everyone was invited into the church's fellowship hall for lunch. My wife suggested that we leave, but I told her I felt like we should stick around and meet some of the members. If we liked them, maybe we could come back again.

I lost sight of Lilly soon after, much to my disappointment. I assumed she must have gone home after the service. We went through the line, filling our plates, before finding a seat near the back. Most of the members were very friendly, welcoming us with kind words and open arms.

I was just about to take my first bite when I sensed a presence at my shoulder.

"Hi, welcome to our church," I sweet voice said.

I turned to find Lilly standing almost too close to me. She smiled politely as we made eye contact. Then she stuck out her hand, which I took more out of instinct than anything else. It was petite and warm.

"I'm Lilly, sorta the welcome wagon in these parts," she said. "Anytime we have visitors, I try to catch them and say hello. So...hello!"

It was then I realized she was still holding my hand, a little longer than was normal.

"Thank you, Lilly, I'm Alan," I said. "This is my wife, Leigh, and our kids."

"So glad to have you all," she said, still making eye contact and holding my hand. "I saw you while I was in the choir and told myself I just had to catch you before you left."

I wondered if she meant she saw us, or if she meant she'd seen me leering at her.

At last she released my hand and moved around me to my wife. I was expecting another handshake, but instead she leaned down and hugged my wife. As she did, her ass pressed against my left arm.

"Thanks for coming, Leigh," she said.

"Thank you for being so friendly," Leigh said with a smile.

As Lilly stood back up, she dragged her ass along my arm, then turned to look at me with a smile.

"I do hope you will come back," she said as our eyes locked again.

As she walked away, my eyes were once again drawn to her ass and that very faint panty line. I was glad I was seated because I was about halfway hard after that encounter.

"Well she was very nice," Leigh said.

"Very," I said, turning my attention back to my food.

"Maybe we should come back next Sunday."