Beware the Seductress

Joseph closed his eyes for a brief moment, pausing in the middle of the sermon to mentally say a quick prayer for strength. When he reopened his eyes, he made sure to keep his focus on the back of the congregation. Luckily, the people were used to his dramatic pauses during his sermons, so they thought nothing of this one. Unluckily, Joseph was finding that keeping his attention away from the front pew was more difficult than he anticipated. He watched the petite red-head slowly slide her tongue across her top lip, and silently prayed he wouldn't have to drop the Bible he held to the front of his slacks.

Eden smiled demurely at the pastor. She knew the affect she was having on him. She did this to the poor man every Sunday. And after getting him worked up to the point where he could barely hide it, she would sneak out the side door. They never spoke to each other. She slowly slid her hand to the collar of her blouse, deftly unbuttoning the top button, then the next...

Joseph cleared his throat, dropping the Bible lower, and rushing to finish the last of the sermon. Dear God what was he thinking to allow himself to be tempted - in church no less? And what was she thinking to be tempting him in such a way? The service continued, rushed along by Joseph. By the time they got to the closing hymn, he was wishing they could have skipped the hymn all together. Especially as he let his eyes wander to the lovely woman in that front pew.

Eden pulled her skirt up a bit more, showing off a good deal of thigh. She squirmed in the pew, teasing the minister was turning her on - and as she watched him lower the hymnal, she knew she wasn't going to sneak out this time. She'd finally succeeded in seducing him to the point where it was physically evident. She watched as everyone filtered out of the sanctuary, each stopping to shake hands with Pastor Joseph. Joseph kept looking towards her, until the crowd got too thick and she was hidden from his view. As soon as the acolyte left, Eden slipped unnoticed into the sacristy. It wasn't a very large room, but it was private, had locks, and - more importantly - she knew the pastor would have to come into the little room. She unbuttoned another button, the red lace peeking over the buttons of her blouse, and sat on the chair to wait for him.

Joseph removed his stole and cincture, hanging them up. As he took off his robe, he jumped a bit as he realized he wasn't alone.

"Um... " he swallowed a few times, trying to find his voice. "Can I help you?"

Eden simply smiled, walked over to the door to close and lock it, then turned back to the man. "Oh, I have a feeling you can..."

Joseph swallowed again. "I don't think we've officially met...?" He silently chastised himself for his trembling hand as he offered it to her. Her hands were soft and warm as she wrapped her fingers around his.

"Eden." Even the simple way she stated her name made Joseph's body react. He definitely wanted to explore her garden. He groaned inwardly at his play on her name.

Common sense and the realization he was a man of God, and was in God's house, seemed to disappear as she stepped closer to him. He could feel the heat radiating off her. He could hear her breath - the shakiness of it betraying her false confidence. That shakiness was his undoing. He knew she was uncomfortable, and yet desired him.

"What can I do for you, Eden?" He whispered, his hand still enveloped in hers.

"I was hoping you could help... I have this... emptiness...?" there was a definite fire in her eyes, but also a hesitancy. He started to realize that his little seductress didn't usually do this. He should be curious, and perhaps worried, that she was seducing him, but he brushed off the thought.

"Just where is this emptiness?" 

Still holding his hand in hers, she led it to her chest, pressing his fingers against her breast. He could feel her hardening nipple beneath the fabric, and lightly caressed his thumb over it. She let out a small whimper at his touch, a whimper that caused him to grow hard instantly. He brought his other hand to her cheek, lightly caressing.

"Any where else?" He gazed deep into her uncertain eyes. She bit her lip as she took his hand again, slowly sliding it down her stomach, over her hip. She paused.

"I... " Eden took a step back, releasing his hand, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't..." She turned quickly, her hand just making it to the doorknob when Joseph reached out for her.

"There's nothing to be sorry for." He pushed her up against the door, claiming her trembling lips with his own, his hand slipping under her skirt. "Is this the other place?" his husky whisper and the heat of his hand made her melt. She rocked her hips against the heat, desperately needing his touch....