He reached out to me recently to reconnect and honestly until he did I had kinda forgotten the whole thing. I mean to a degree. Mostly just stopped thinking about it. This was just after Kyle and right after moving to the city I currently live in.

I had moved from my small town the the city I’d lived in prior to this one because the church I grew up in decided to plant a new church there and they wanted a younger group to help build it. Sam and I were barely in our twenties so we were asked to go. I was ready for something new so I jumped on board. Sam was already going there for college so it was an easy fit for her. Sam and I grew up together in this church. We were friendly but not really close friends.

Well shortly after moving there and being on my own for a while, as my stories tell you, I was really enjoying the new freedoms and parrying and hooking up. And well staying out on Saturday until 3 am made it hard to make it to church on Sunday so I eventually left the church altogether. Which is probably part of how I ended up in the mess I did. But that’s for another time.

Anyway after moving here to this city and after Kyle and the things I ended up doing for him and how it made me feel I decided I needed to reconnect with my faith. I was searching churches online and found one with a name similar to mine from my hometown and decided to check it out. It had been at least a year or two since I’d attended a church so this was going to be interesting.

The first Sunday I was there, I snuck in after worship to avoid the awkwardness, unfortunately, as soon as the service ended I was greeted by a man named Luke. Luke was exactly my type. Larger but not fat, a few years older, full beard and a beautiful smile. At first I thought he had beelined to me because of hormones. In fact the way he looked at me I was all but certain of it. Except he had a wedding ring on. Then his wife, who has been working the children’s section downstairs came up. “Honey come meet our new visitor” he said waving her over from behind me. As I turned my face dropped. There she was, a few years older and carrying a newborn, it was Sam.

We did the whole squeal and hug and pretend we missed each other. I know I hadn’t given her a thought and likely she felt the same. Then we talked. Turns out the church was a plant from the last one. Luke really wanted to be a pastor so they moved here to make that happen faster. They’d met right before I left and had gotten married rather quickly.

We ended up all going out to lunch and Sam and I reconnected and as it turns out Luke remembered me from the other church but like I said i wasn’t going every week and it was only shortly before I left completely so I’m not mad that he didn’t recognize me. I didn’t recognize him. Anyway we all started to get along and I started regularly attending the church and felt better about myself as a person.

Now when I first moved here I took a job at a clothing store in a mall. My one and only ever retail job. Never again. Anyway fast forward a few months and I look across the hallway to this nice restaurant. Too nice to be in a mall. And who do I see at the host stand in a chef coat? Luke! So I go over on my break and learn he is the chef there and has been for months. In fact he ended up getting me a job at one of their sister restaurants later down the line. So we end up hanging out on our breaks and before and after work and start texting and talking and I started regularly attending really being attracted to him. To the point I get mad that I didn’t see him first. If I’m honest part of why I started to feel things is that I got real hints he was attracted to me as well. Like I would catch him watching me.

As tends to happen with all of my guy friends our convo fairly quickly got sexual. He absolutely instigated it and was definitely testing the waters with me to see if I was also interested. Finally I called him out on it and he hit me with a huge bomb. He and Sam were a poly couple and he was looking for a “girlfriend” with her permission. In fact him perusing me was her idea. I didn’t believe him at first so I reached out to her and she confirmed.

At first it started out in a group chat that we were to keep open at all times. In this group chat rules were laid out and boundaries set. So after a few weeks of back and forth Luke and I had our first date. He was kind and sweet and a gentleman. We did make out at my front door and he did get a massive erection but he pulled away and said no because kissing was all that was discussed prior with Sam. A few days later during a text exchange he invited me to the ghost app. When I agreed he didn’t even try to hide. His first image was a cock pic and telling me he can’t stop thinking about that kiss.

Now we had our own text messages that didn’t include Sam but I knew she read those. It was one of the rules. So ghost app was because he was going around those rules. A few weeks later I’m in the dressing room at the clothing store I worked at. It was my last day and I was thanking Luke for getting me a new job by giving him an unforgettable blow job. He wasn’t quiet either. When he unloaded in my mouth there was no way to deny it.

That night Sam texted me asking about it. Wanting details. I’m not sure if it was a turn on for her or what but I was willing to share. Which is the way it worked every time. Like the next date we had we didn’t really make it out of my apartment. Sighing 15 min of him showing up to get me we were on my couch and I was riding him like the stallion he is.

Listen. For those curious. Luke did not have a big cock. By any stretch of the imagination. It wasn’t small but it wasn’t big. But Jesus he could use it and keep me limping. And every time Sam would text later or the next day and ask details. Then one day I’m at work and I get a message on the ghost app. “Hey I’m out early tonight. Wanna grab a drink?” Didn’t think anything of it so I agreed and we met at this bar by my job. We’re talking and everything’s fine. He offers me a ride home after.

Halfway to my apartment he starts touching me and eventually starts fingering me and saying how much he misses being inside me and thinks about it all day every day. How he’s addictsd to me. Personally I love the attention so I wanna repay it and do a few moments later as we’re pulling in front of my apartment I have his dick in my mouth and he’s shooting s thick load into my throat. Afterwards I sit up and he tells me he loves me. I remind him it’s against the rules and he says “fuck her and her rules” and asks to come upstairs. Not sure why but I agree and when I say this man fucked me good. I mean holy shit. Every possible position and for hours and so passionately.

Afterwards I lay there in a bit of pain covered in sweat and laying in a huge wet spot just waiting for Sam’s text. It never comes. On Sunday I want to say something to her but one of the rules is we never act different at church so I don’t. But all through the service he’s looking at me and sending me the sexiest messages. He ends up coming over later that day and not fucking me but making love to me. It’s the only way I can describe it. It was the most romantic sex I’d had in ages and I was hooked.

That’s what it became he was so sweet and romantic with me and buying me things and promising me forever. Basically being a boyfriend to me but also not because he was already married. Plus when I would hook up with other people he would ask me to tell him and send videos of him jerking off to my stories. So I had all of the benefits to having a bf but none of the commitment. The only thing that kinda nagged at me was I was certain it was all behind her back. And it was.

Eventually I got a message from her that she was learning we were still hooking up regularly despite him telling her otherwise. It became this whole big thing and almost ended their marriage. Mostly because it still didn’t stop. He would agree to not speak to me then ghost app me begging for one last time. I would reluctantly give in over and over and over. Finally for reasons I still don’t know he stopped messaging me for a few weeks. I took the opportunity to block him on everything and trying to move on. If I’m honest I was falling hard and there was no way I was going to stay away.

Fast forward a few years and he messaged me again (i unblocked him once I thought I was free of my entanglement but kept a friendship with her) he hasn’t tried anything yet but I do miss how he smells tastes and especially how he feels on top of and inside me and if he does idk how strong I can be