Tuesday

A lot happened today, just going to get right into it.

I felt calmer after my appointment with Dr. Winters. At peace I texted both Ian and Simone, letting them know I needed to talked to them regarding my feelings. Then I went home and finished off Monday cleaning my house again.

Tuesday Morning

I never heard back from Ian. I texted a few times, attempted to call him, but his phone was off. I assumed he was trying to get back at me for leaving my phone off. Was I wrong on that. I went to the church to confront him, however the redhead wasn't at her desk, but I heard her in his office. I stayed quiet and was astounded at what I heard.

"No panties today Veronica? Such a short skirt with so much on display, and nothing on underneath?" I heard Ian say. Shocked I remained listening at the door.

"Oh Mr. Allen, you've torn 4 pairs of my underwear over these past few weeks, just seemed like the better thing to do was give you proper access, nothing to move, pull down, or tear." Veronica said in a sultry tone. I heard a loud SMACK, clearly a palm hitting an ass cheek. I was astounded, but vindicated. I knew something was going on between the two of them. I hope she had to deal with his snoring whenever he didn't come home to me. At this point I wasn't even sad, there was nothing I could have done to save my sham marriage, yet I couldn't leave, not yet.

"OH Pastor! I'm sorry I've been such a naughty slut, I just can't help it. You have such an affect on me! I'm so fucking horny for your adulterous cock! Please, Please, PLEASE stuff my needy wet pussy!" Veronica sounded like a bitch in heat, and honestly, hearing her beg for sex turned me on, but I needed to remain focused. I actually hit "record" on my phone, I thought it might be useful in the future. I heard another loud SMACK just as I started the recording.

"Oh thank you Pastor, spank the sin out of me, fuck it out of me, make me pure, cum deep inside me, bless me with your cock!" And then the sound of a belt being undone, a loud deep moan as I heard Ian's sexual grunts, happy I'd never have to experience that again.

"Fuck Veronica, you're so fucking wet!" SMACK "You like that? You common whore!" I heard Ian say as he pounded away at her, knowing it would be over soon I quickly ended the recording there and left, not wanting to get caught spying on the unholy activity that was taking place in the church basement.

I was on autopilot then. I had set a plan up earlier today in mind, talk with Ian over lunch, dinner with Simone to bring everything out in the open. However that now been thoroughly derailed. I could barely think. While I hadn't seen anything I knew enough about Ian and Veronica to create the scene in my mind. Her bent over his desk, him groping her big tits as he fucked her from behind. It was close to the dream I'd had.

That's how I found myself parked in Simone's driveway. I barely registered that it wasn't my own, but it didn't matter then. I got out and rang the doorbell...