She DOES have a nice butt!

"She does have a nice butt though."

Aisha blurted this out as Elizabeth closed the door to the kitchen behind her. I didn't know what to say, I wasn't expecting that to come out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"She has a nice butt, that dress really showed it off nicely, I saw you watching her and I can appreciate someone like that now without worrying about jealousy. Tell me you don't think it was a nice butt."

"I mean, well, yeah, of course."

"Getting a little shy now are you, don't worry, I'm not going to get jealous or anything."

"No, not that. I was just taken aback a little, I didn't expect your freedom to open you up quite that much so quickly."

I also noticed Elizabeth stumbling over her words when addressing me almost with a reverence that I saw in Jenny and Aisha's eye yesterday in my office. Perhaps that crucifix was more than just some family jewellery after all. Aisha and I made some small talk while we waited for our meals to arrive, it was such a pleasant feeling just chatting with a more open and fun version of the coworker that I had known for some time. During our chat Elizabeth had returned with our bottle of wine chilled in an ice bucket along with two glasses. After opening the bottle and pouring a little into the glass she had placed in front of me I took a quick taste and looked up to her nodding my head in approval. She left the bottle in the ice and turned to walk away. I grabbed for her hand before she got out of reach, she shivered and turned toward me in rapt attention.

"Elizabeth, before you go can you bring by another glass with our meal we are expecting someone else to join us for the company."

"Why yes, of course I can do that for you, should I direct them to your table?"

Still holding her hand I cover it with my other hand, looking directly at her.

"No, that won't be necessary, I will let you know when you bring our meals over."

With that Elizabeth turned away slowly retrieving her enveloped hand, I could see the hairs on her arm had stuck up and had felt her pulse race as I held it. I knew that that necklace wasn't just for show, it felt like I could tell she was devout in my bones. Not just the way that she looked at me or spoke but something innate, apparently my "divinity" would help me find the faithful as well.

"Wow, I saw that. She looked the way I felt at the office the other day."

"I know, I could tell too, like I knew that she was deeply religious and could sense my divinity."

"So it wasn't just the cute butt then that got you interested?"

"No, Aisha. Not everything is about a cute butt. Not saying it wasn't a factor but there was some sort of feeling there."

Our conversation carried on while Aisha sipped at her wine, never having had **** cross her lips before she was still a little tentative with it. It was fascinating to watch but she really seemed to enjoy the taste and I could tell even as she started her second glass that it was starting to affect her. A lifetime of thinking that **** was sinful lead to her being quite the lightweight.

Halfway through her second glass I caught Elizabeth in my sight as she rounded the plant box next to our table with the meals in hand. After she placed my plate down she leant over to do the same with Aisha's meal, I gently caressed her ass with my right hand. Seeing her ass was one thing but feeling it was quite another, it felt perfect in my hands, not too much fat but just enough so it wasn't flat either. After my hand hand held its place for a few seconds Elizabeth stood back up, her face now flushed. Her eyes locked onto mine but she made no move to do anything about my hand now resting on her butt. Her face quickly softened as the initial shock wore off but still she held my gaze and with a soft voice spoke, "Bless the refreshments to nourish and strengthen our bodies."

"Why thank you Elizabeth, that is such a kind sentiment to say for our food. Do you do this for all of your guests?"

"Oh, no sir."

"Then why are you doing it for us?"

"Well, I, uh....", my hand had still not left her glorious backside and Aisha looked on with a look I hadn't seen from her before. She was fascinated with what I was doing and yet I could still tell that she was awed by my "divinity" as well.

"It's ok Elizabeth, you are in a safe space, you can speak with us freely."

"It's you sir, you must be a great prophet of God to sit at the right hand of Joseph Smith himself. Perhaps, dare I say it ahead of him."

My hand was now making motions around Elizabeth's ass, feeling up every square inch while we had a casual conversation. I doubt that Elizabeth had been in this position before but the religious experience she was having while having her ass groped by a stranger was a glorious sight to behold as well.

"Would you like to join us Elizabeth?"

"I have to work so I shouldn't but I cannot ignore your command either. Thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment."

"That is a great way to look at it."

I stood up and let Elizabeth settle into the booth between myself and Aisha, her eyes never left me and she sat patiently while I began to eat my meal, her hands folded in her lap. Aisha looked between myself and Elizabeth but soon began to eat her own meal as well, exclaiming after just a few bites at how good the ham tasted with the egg and how she had been missing out on this meat her entire life.

Part of the way through the meal I put my left hand on Elizabeth's thigh and she had a sharp intake of breath but then settled back down. While I continued to eat with just a fork I rubbed my hand back and forth up her thigh ever so slightly dragging her skirt up her leg. Soon Aisha had seen what I was doing and did the same with Elizabeth's other thigh while still casually eating her meal and exposing more and more of her soft flesh in the process. Elizabeth looked to Aisha and then back at me almost pleadingly when she did so but I just finished off my meal ignoring her pleas.

Under her breath I heard that familiar tone of a prayer, "The winds of tribulation, which blow out some men’s candles of commitment, only fan the fires of faith of others."

By the time both Aisha and myself had finished our meals, Elizabeth's skirt had been pulled all the way up to the tops of her thighs and her black panties were well on display. Aisha also noticed this and was just as fascinated as she was before. I turned to Elizabeth, looking her deep in the eyes and asked, "What would you say if I asked you to kiss me now?"

"I would have no other option but to submit sir, after all I could not say no to a high prophet of God."

"Very good then, kiss me."

Elizabeth's eyes widened and I had a feeling that she had never kissed anyone before, let alone a stranger that she had only just met. I waited for her to make a move instead of going in myself and she leaned over gently pressing her lips to mine and leaving them there for a few seconds before breaking off. The look on her eys seemed like she was waiting for approval but I gave her nothing and again she moved in, this time I parted my lips and allowed my tongue to gently graze over her own lips as they came in. Her head jerked back just a tiny bit but she composed herself and moved back in doing the same, tentatively snaking her tongue out from her own mouth. When our tongues met, they slowly slid over each other very clumsily while the lips were covered with just a little more moistness between them. As Elizabeth relaxed a little the divinity I exuded to the faithful got to her and she was more passionate if a little inexperienced. The passion itself was quite a turn on and I could feel my cock harden, Aisha's hand had not left Elizabeth's thigh and had moved over a little to tease her panties. I felt her sigh into my mouth as our embrace continued, I could tell that she was now completely lost in the kiss, all other thoughts having been pushed from her mind.

After several minutes her technique had gotten infinitely better and she had matched the tongue sensations with her earlier spiritual fervour until the result was the best kiss of my life. I pulled back, away from Elizabeth, her eyes were still closed, lips searching for mine. A thin line of spittle still connected our lips as she opened her eyes almost pleadingly like she was searching for divine meaning. After she caught herself she let out a breath that felt like she was releasing the weight of the world. This led to several more as if she had run a marathon.

"Please, can you kiss me again. I have never felt so close to god in my life."

Looking over to Aisha I could tell that she was feeling left out, her pulse was visibly increased, pupils dilated and she was still alternating her hand between Elizabeth's thigh and teasing at her covered pussy lips. I looked into Aisha's eyes, they were beautiful, big and brown and I could stare into them for hours but she was quickly flicking them between me and Elizabeth. I nodded to her in assent. Aisha raised her right hand to gently grip Elizabeth's chin and turn her head around before leaning over for a peck on the lips. Aisha moved tentatively still not sure of herself or what she was doing but I could tell that her curiosity had gotten the better of her. She leant over again, this time for more of an adult kiss.

"Her lips were softer than yours, it wasn't what I expected but I really liked it."

"So she was a better kisser than me? Is that what you are saying", I feigned being hurt.

"No, that's not it, not better or worse, just different."

"Have you always wanted to kiss a girl?"

"I honestly don't know what I wanted before you but I do know now that it's something I'd like to do again."

"I think that that can be arranged."

Aisha was genuinely happy after we left the restaurant, she had spent almost half an hour making out with Elizabeth. No clothes were shed but she described it as an extremely pleasurable experience all the same. I did not mind watching the two gorgeous women making out next to me in our booth, their hands roaming and teasing but never too much to make it look completely obscene. I had a few ideas before we got to the party tonight and we drove together, hand in hand through the city with smiles all around.