Please first read "Our Project - Ch1 - Undue Influence"



The next week my wife came back saying she was going on another weekend trip. I told Teresa I wanted to invite Becky and her Mother for supper with Becky staying for a sleep over.



Teresa said great but I saw a smirk that told me she was likely on to my plan. When my wife was out of ear shot I had Teresa call the parson's home. Teresa handed me the phone saying "Becky's Mom wants to talk with you".



Cheryl said "Bob, I appreciate you inviting Becky for a sleep over". I replied "No problem, in fact I wonder if you would like to join us for supper I grill up a mean steak". Cheryl said "Sounds like a plan. I hate being alone in this old house".



I added "Please make sure Becky brings her bathing suit as we have installed a hot-tub. The girls will certainly want to try it out. If you like, also bring a suit. The hot-tub is heated and big enough for us all. I even have a HDTV set up so we can watch a movie while relaxing". Cheryl hesitated then said "Well maybe, it does sound nice".



On Friday night Cheryl and Becky arrived. I can tell that they both brought their suits by the bags they were holding. While the girls ran away to talk in Teresa's room I showed Cheryl the house and the new solarium.



It gave me time to check out the parson's wife. Being a bit on the slender side the women still had a very youthful figure. I especially liked her legs despite the conservative cloths she wore.



Together we started dinner with me handling the streaks and potatoes in foil and Cheryl the salad and corn on the cob. I opened a bottle of red and offered Cheryl a glass. She was easy to talk with making me wonder why the hell she was with that jerk.



When supper was ready I called the girls and we ate a delicious feast. The lively conversation between ourselves and with the girls reminded me of how it used to be in this house. A feeling I longed for but thought would never happen again.



Between Cheryl and I, we knocked off the bottle and I opened another. She seemed to loosen up beaming a beautiful smile that was missing the other times we had met.



After desert the girls wanted to use the hot-tub. I looked at Cheryl and asked "Are we all getting in"? Cheryl replied "Becky can go but maybe later for me".



When the girls went to change into their suits I set up the DVD player with the movie Teresa had requested. I noticed Becky had the same slender figure as her mother just needing to fill out a little before she become a knock out.



Teresa knew how to use the DVD and hot-tub remotes so Cheryl and I left them to have fun while we went to the family room with our bottle and glasses.



We could hear happy kids in the background when Cheryl started talking. The wine must have been getting to her because she opened up. I soon learned that Becky was not the parson's daughter.



Apparently Cheryl had gotten pregnant out of wedlock. Her parents had kicked her out. She turned to religion due to the guilt she had over the pregnancy. That was where she met and eventually married the parson.



It was a marriage of convenience. He provided food and shelter while she was merely his domestic help. At that point Cheryl got quite and started crying. I moved to hold her trying to provide some comfort.



This is when my worst fears were confirmed. She said "There was an incident at our last church. He got caught having sex with one of the congregation. Although hushed up we were told to move on". Cheryl looked up at me and said "He's fooling around again including with your wife".



I told her "I'm not all that surprised as she kicked me out of the bed room over a year ago. Helen hardly spends anytime with Teresa and me". Cheryl leaned forward and kissed me hard. In seconds the two of us were making out.



The emotional needs we had both denied for so long were released. We surely would have ended up in the bedroom when we heard a cry from the solarium. We got and ran to the hot-tub.



What we saw froze us in place. Both Teresa and Becky were naked clutching on the new hand holds getting a 'special' massage. With trepidation I turned to Cheryl expecting to see horror on her face. She turned to me with a smirk saying "Looks like fun".



Boldly I replied "Well if you want to get wet I can show you around the hot-tub". Cheryl smiled took my hand and pulled me out of the room saying "Looks like the girls are OK. Let's do our hot-tubing after they go to bed".



We were soon back on the couch making out like two teenagers. God that woman responded to my touch like my wife did when we were first married. She was in desperate need of a good fucking or twenty.



The girls had gotten out of the hot-tub. If it was not for their loud chatter we would have gotten caught pawing each other. We mostly straightened out but I did see a smirk on their faces which told me we were not fooling anyone.



The girls announced that they were exhausted and were going to bed. As soon as they were gone Cheryl grabbed my hand and lead me straight to the hot-tub. I mumbled something about trunks when Cheryl took off her dress.



"Hm, I guess skinny dipping is the rule today" I managed to say while watching the parson's wife strip. I was still taking my cloths off as Cheryl got into the pool. Waiting for me, she watched as my trunks were removed. She smiled her approval of my outstanding member.



As I got in but before I sat down Cheryl was on her knees gripping my cock. She looked up and said "Please". My smile was all that was required to get her sucking my cock. I closed my eyes enjoying my first blow-job in almost two years.



Before I came she stopped and asked "Would you show me how a girl can have fun in a hot-tub"? I got in and we started necking with my hands working her body upping our arousal.



I told Cheryl to lie on her back flat near the surface supported by my arms. I then raised her to the top of the water getting her calves hanging of the edge of the tub. She bent her knees while I lowered her butt down enough that a nozzle was right between her legs and her chest was positioned where my mouth had access to her tits and luscious lips.



We kissed long and hard until she could only pant then I changed to sucking her erect nipples. Cheryl's ass was grinding around getting a thorough massage until she came with a spasm that curled her toes to the breaking point.



I pulled her back into the water then positioned her so that I could eat that pussy with all of the my considerable skills. Cheryl's hands at the back of my head and moans was all I needed to know about how she felt.



The sex starved women came hard again before I pulled her down entering her very tight twat. We shared a session of long slow sensual loving. If it was not for the water I would swear she was shedding tears of joy.



After we both came, we got out, dried off and went to my room for more fun. I realized that I could not return to the miserable conditions of my married life. One way or another my wife was history.



In the morning I was awakened by a naked Becky. I reached out to wake her mom and found I was in bed alone. Becky said "Follow me". With a sheet wrapped around me I followed the teen to my daughter's room. Becky gave me a keep quit sign then opened the door a crack. There was Cheryl licking my daughter's pussy. I heard Teresa moaning "just like that".



Becky quietly closed the door and lead me to the hot-tub. On the way she said "Knowing Mom we have plenty of time for you to show me what Teresa said you two did". By this time I was too stunned to say much of anything.



When we got to the hot-tub Becky started stroking my cock. When I was hard she said "Can I call you Daddy"? I replied "What about the parson"? She said "He does not like having me around. I need to keep out of his sight or get some stupid chores to do. It is bad enough he treats Mom like a servant I will not be another one".



We got in and I soon had Becky coming again and again using every method I had ever heard of. Of course "Daddy" fucked this little teen much to both of our delight. I seemed to be making up for past years of lost sex.



Later that day Cheryl and Becky returned home but the die was cast. By the time my wife was scheduled to returned I was ready to deal with the bitch. It turned out I never had to as I received a phone call telling me she had left me for a righteous man leaving a sinner's house.



Of course Cheryl and Becky moved in with us. The parson was replaced with a moderate and it seems that the congregation's sex life is returning to normal. My wife was right about one thing. The hot-tub did lead to sin but my new family seems to feel that sin is in.