(Me & You)
It was a regular early Sunday morning church as I sat in the back row of the empty sanctuary with you. The other people were currently in the rooms in the back of the building, attending the Sunday School classes that were held every week before service. Me and you had decided to skip out on that since I never attended any of them anyway, and you weren't about to join that if I wasn't there. You had only come along with me because my parents were planning to go out afterwards and I invited you to come along. I looked up from the game I was playing on my phone to look over at you. You were busy looking down at your phone, your hair was tied into a ponytail. You had gone with a denim heavy look today by wearing a denim jacket and knee length skirt which I had asked you to wear because it makes your ass look so good, a plain red t-shirt completing your look. I smiled as I switched out of my game over to the photo app, snapping a quick photo of you sitting like that. You looked up at me, your eyebrow raised questioningly when you heard the photo being taken. "And there's another dick," you said casually a couple minutes later as you scrolled through your phone, though you made sure to keep your voice down. "We're in church, I know this really isn't your thing, but can you not look at porn please?" I asked you. "That's funny coming from the guy who draws it."
"It's not porn is just girls wearing sexy clothes, you know I only have eyes for you " as I put my hand on your thigh. "Don't start" you said quietly as you rolled her eyes. "Don't even think about trying to pull something with me here."
"Me? Try to pull something with you in church? Why would I do that?" I said with a chuckle. I laughed a little when saw you roll her eyes again. I then whispered into your ear while looking back to make sure no one hears me, "I've already thought about it a couple times." you shuddered again and I pulled back from you, noticing you squeezing your legs together a little bit. The sound of a loud buzzer made us both jump a little bit in surprise, the buzzer was to signal the end of Sunday School and that service was going to start soon. Both of us resumed playing on our phones once more when we saw people start to file in from the back rooms. I introduced you to the few people who walked past them that stopped to say hello and things progressed as they usually did. After a few minutes, the service was underway I decided to have a little bit of fun with you and started to tease you. During most of the opening announcements, my hand had slipped on your thigh again, just slowly moving it back and over it. My fingertips caressed your skin as I saw you glaring at me and biting your lip. A few minutes later, while the congregation was singing worship songs, I grabbed your ass, squeezing it through your skirt. You squeaked in surprise when I did it but thankfully the music was loud enough that no one heard you. You glared at me some more but I just shrugged and kept my hand where it was, only removing it when someone walked in through the front doors.
A few minutes later, after the pastor had just started his sermon, I look at you who were on your phone again. I decide to text you while pretending to pay attention to the service.
"I'm bored baby."
"Me too." You text back.
"We should do something."
"Like what?"
"We could hang out in the youth room. At least it'll be quiet there and we can talk instead of being bored."
"Is that the only thing you have in mind?"
"How about you and I go back there and you'll find out?"
"Why do I have a feeling you have something dirty in mind?... But okay, let's do it."
A couple of minutes later, the pastor called for a prayer, and everyone else in the room lowered their heads and closed their eyes stood up grabbing your hand and we slipped out by walking into the small lobby and then out the front doors. Then we moved through the building to the youth room and went into the room, closing and locking the door behind us. The youth room was a medium sized room which always felt smaller to me due to all the stuff in it. Two old couches, an old piano, a fold up table and some chairs were in the middle of the room on top of a single square of carpet. "You know, when you say to me "youth room" this doesn't exactly come to mind," you said as you looked around. "I was expecting more fun things in here. Like games or something."
"I know, there used to be stuff like a mini pool set and table soccer in here but those are in the basement now. These days we just play cards of some kind. And it's mainly called that since this is where the teens hang out after service most of the time."
"So what are we supposed to do in here?" you asked with your eyebrow raised curiously. "Just sit in the quiet looking at our phones or something? It's not like there is much for us to do in here."
"I was thinking more along the lines of something like this," as I take your hand. You look at me with your eyebrow still raised as I pull you to the couch that is on the same wall that the door was on, this way if someone were to come into the room they wouldn't see us unless they walked around. I sat on the couch as I pull you down on top of me, both of your legs ended on each side of me. I start to kiss you as I put my hands on your back and push you towards me, making your breast press against my chest. Your arms were around my neck as you grabbed my hair from the back of my head. Not long I can feel your hard nipples through your shirt, "I see you didn't wear a bra today" I said and start to nibble on one of them. "Shut up" you said pouting, "It's not my fault that your church requires to get up so damn early" and as you push my head from your breast "Now stop it before we get caught."
"There's a reason I asked you to wear that skirt today," I say as you can feel my hand grip your ass, "I'm glad you listened to me. "The risk just makes it more fun right." You feel my hand move from your ass to the front of your skirt making you blush and bite your lips. I lift your skirt and start to rub you through your panties. "What was that about not being able to do much?" I ask as I put my fingers on your clit, you can feel them moving through the soft fabric of your underwear. I can feel you getting wet as I start to rub up and down making your breath harder and occasionally making you moan. "Stop teasing me," You whimpered as your hips began to move, grinding your body against my fingers. "We don't have time for that."
