Voyeurism

by Chaun Johnson

  “Pastor Miles, come on in.”

  The tall fair skin man stood up and excused himself from the conversation he and Denise were having.

  “Denise the invitation still stands for you to come and visit the church. We would love to see you there.” Pastor Miles said to Denise.

  “Thank you, Pastor. I will remember that.” Denise said before rolling her eyes when Lawrence had turned his back and headed towards Andrea’s office.

  Pastor Miles walked past Andrea and she caught a whiff of his signature smell of Nautica Classic. That coupled with his tailored Brooks Brothers suit was enough to make any woman forget he was a pastor. Pastor Miles is 6’3” tall, muscular, with a bald head, and well-maintained goatee. When you see Lawrence, you definitely would not think of a pastor. You would more than likely think you were seeing an NBA star leaving a press conference.

  Lawrence sat down on the gray couch and unbuttoned his suit jacket to get more comfortable. Andrea sat in her chair across from Lawrence. Pastor Miles has been coming to Andrea for the last few months to repair his sex life with his wife. He has been having an issue with performing and wanted to try to get to the root cause of the problem so he can continue to be able to please his wife. After having Lawrence go to his doctor to rule out any medically related issues they now had to dig deeper to determine what the issue is.

  Andrea takes her recorder and places it on the table and hits record.

  “Pastor Miles, did you find the last exercise helpful for you with your wife? I noticed you haven’t been here for the last couple of weeks, so I am hoping that means we are making progress” Andrea asked after sitting back in her chair.

  Pastor Miles leans forward towards Andrea and says, “Ms. Charles, please call me Lawrence. I told you, you don’t need to call me Pastor. And I definitely have an update for you.”

  Andrea settles into her seat and allows Pastor Miles to fill her in feeling optimistic.

  Pastor Lawrence Miles’ Story:

  Pastor Miles is 41 years old and has been the pastor of his church for a year since his father retired and he took over. He has been married to his wife Nylah for eleven years. He met his beautiful wife in his father’s church. It was probably his father’s ideal situation when they started dating because his father viewed Nylah as a “good wholesome God-fearing woman”. They were both active in the church, Lawrence of course being the Pastor’s son and the Minister of music, and Nylah being active in the choir and praise team. After spending time with one another in rehearsal and various events around the Atlanta area the chemistry between the two shifted from being platonic to romantic.

  “Man, how did you manage to pull her?!” Oscar, Lawrence’s best friend said. “Everybody in Calvary has been trying to get at Nylah. She is about as sanctified as Mary herself!”

  Lawrence shook his head, “When you allow God to do his work, you won’t have to.”

  “Oh, here you go, Mr. PK himself.”

  They got married after dating for nine months. They had their little girl Patricia three years into their marriage. Lawrence could not have asked for a more supportive, loving, and beautiful wife than Nylah. After becoming the Pastor of Calvary everyone told them their marriage would be tested with the stresses of being the head of the church and Nylah now being the first lady. However, everything they have been faced with they have been able to overcome together except one thing. Their once mind-blowing sex life was now barely there and when it was there it was everything but satisfying.

  Lawrence shared his issue with Oscar and the only thing he had to offer as a solution was going to get the “little blue pill.” Lawrence did not want to resort to that, and he hoped to find out what the true issue is, so he can resolve it rather than medicating it. Besides, he never seemed to have an issue becoming erect when he thought of someone else. So that was how he ended up calling Dr. Charles office one day and spoke with Denise. He has now had a standing time slot on his calendar every Friday labeled “Community Outreach.” This kept his wife and the church secretary from asking questions when he departed from the church for a few hours in the afternoon.

  One Friday afternoon as he was heading to his appointment with Andrea, he was met at his office door by his church secretary.

  “Pastor Miles, I am so sorry to bother you. There is someone here by the name of ‘Q’ that says they really need to talk to you. I know you are on your way to conduct your community outreach but do you think you have a moment, it seems really important.”

  “Of course. Give me a moment.” Lawrence goes back into his office and retrieves his cell phone to make a quick call.

  “Dr. Charles’ office. How can I help you?”

  “Hi, Denise. This is Lawrence. Something has come up at the church. Can you cancel my session for today and let Ms. Charles know I am very sorry?”

  “Absolutely Pastor Miles. No apology needed. We will see you next week.” Denise responded.

  “Have a blessed day,” Lawrence said before ending the call.

  Lawrence takes his suit jacket off and hangs it on the back of his brown leather chair. He makes sure his grand mahogany desk is free from any confidential or sensitive information. He goes and opens the gold drapes allowing the sun to illuminate his office showing the built-in bookshelves behind his desk, the two brown cushioned chairs in front his desk with the small circular table between them holding up the glass bowl of mints and box of tissues. He goes and straightens out the picture of him, Nylah, and Patricia smiling and being playful in their family photo with the park as their backdrop. He glances down to make sure there is no visible lint or anything on the large burgundy, gold, and gray area rug as he heads to his office door to invite Q in.

  Lawrence remembered meeting Q at the last Gospel Explosion they had at the church. Q was one of the vocalists for one of the visiting churches and brought the entire church to their feet singing “Never Would Have Made It” by Marvin Sapp. Q was attractive, well dressed, with an amazing smile and very friendly demeanor. After the show there was a line of people both men and women wanting to meet Q and probably check to see if there was a wedding ring being donned. Lawrence and Q exchanged pleasantries as well that night and Lawrence remembered feeling an attraction that he wanted to forget quickly. He hadn’t felt that way since seeing Nylah walk into the church for the first time and was happy to know that he would not have to see Q again. One thing he knew and understood is if temptation tried to find its way to you then you made sure to change your trajectory to avoid trouble.

  Q looked up when Lawrence opened his office door.

  “Good afternoon. Come right in.” Lawrence said.

  Q got up and went into Lawrence’s office.

  “Pastor Miles, do you need anything else from me before I go?” the secretary asked as he was following Q into his office.

  “No. Have a blessed day and I will see you Sunday morning.”

  Lawrence closed his office door and straightened out his tie.

  “Please, have a seat,” he said extending his arm to point to the chairs in front of his desk.

  Before sitting, Q shook Lawrence’s hand.

  “Thank you so much for taking the time to see me. I know you are extremely busy but I knew we had talked briefly at the Gospel Explosion about my upcoming album and you mentioned some contacts you have in the industry.” Q said.

  Lawrence sat in his large brown leather office chair eyeing Q. Q was again very well dressed and the smell of Calvin Klein’s CK One was beginning to fill his office. He recognized the scent because his sister Sam raved about how she loved wearing it and he always walked away smelling like it after hugging her. It did smell good and almost got him in trouble with Nylah one night.

  After discussing business for a few moments, Q shifted the conversation.

  “Thank you for your help. When I make it big I know for sure that I will owe it all to you. In an effort to show my gratitude now, can I take you for a cup of coffee or lunch?” Q asked.

  “
That sounds nice, but I really should be going,” Lawrence said.

  He said it in a way to try to convince himself more so than Q. He started to feel that attraction he felt the first time he had met Q and wanted desperately to avoid any potential for any mishaps.

  Q smiled and said, “Come on sir. It’ll be quick…unless quick is not really your style.”

  Even though Lawrence was a pastor, he could still recognize a sexual innuendo when he heard one. Lawrence fought hard not to smile back, but the corners of his mouth lifted just the same.

  “You’re right. Quick is not really my style but my congregation can tell you that after every Sunday service.” Lawrence responded trying to derail this train with a little church reference and humor.

  Q shifted a little in the chair.

  “Hmmm. Maybe I need to become a sheep in your flock so I can be able to see more of you.”

  Q was quick and witty and was not curtailed by Lawrence’s efforts to extinguish the conversation from igniting into a fiery blaze of naughtiness. Lawrence knows the best thing to do is to bring the wife up. That always works for anyone trying to make their way into an unforbidden realm with him.

  “Well, I really must be going. I am sure my wife, Nylah, is going to be looking for me pretty soon.”

  “I would be looking for you every waking moment if I were her. Your wife is really a lucky woman.” Q said smiling while standing.

  Lawrence felt his pulse beginning to race and had to calm himself before standing. He did not want to reveal the excitement growing in his pants. He could not believe how excited he was becoming just talking with Q when he struggled with Nylah when she was literally kissing and licking all over him. Lawrence walked to his office door and turned to shake Q hands before opening the door to allow Q to leave.

  “I wish you luck and look forward to hearing something from your upcoming album. With your voice and talent, I know it is going to be a blessing to many.” Lawrence said while extending his hand to Q for them to shake hands again.

  Q grabbed Lawrence’s hands and his excitement elevated, and the bulge began to grow again in his pants.

  “Everything ok?” Q said without letting go of Lawrence’s hands.

  “Yes. Everything is fine.”

  Q came closer to Lawrence, “It seems to me you really don’t want me to leave.”

  Lawrence could feel Q’s breath on his face with the words that escaped and the smell of cherry intertwined with the CK One and became intoxicating. Before Lawrence could free his hand from Q’s grasp he could feel Q’s lips against his. The softness against his lips made his bulge grow even larger. His lips parted and his tongue began to dance with Q’s. Q grabbed Lawrence’s tie and pulled him back into his office back up to the large mahogany desk.

  “We can’t do this.” Lawrence said.

  “Seems to me someone disagrees with you,” Q said while rubbing Lawrence’s dick through his pants. “My pastor, what a big dick you have.”

  “You have no idea.”

  Q sat on the mahogany desk pulling Lawrence close again by his tie. Kissing him again, Q slipped his tie off and began to unbutton his shirt. His shirt fell to the floor and he stood Q up to reciprocate the undress. They both stood there topless, Lawrence stared in Q’s eyes, mind racing realizing that he still had the opportunity to turn around and abort this mission that has now been laid before him. Before he could raise the white flag and retreat Q had unbuttoned his pants and dropped down to the floor.

  Before Lawrence knew it, his pants were wrapped around his ankles and he felt the warmth of Q’s mouth. The warmth and the wetness on his dick was driving him crazy. Q was sucking and slurping with a voracity that was making Lawrence’s knees weak. He grabbed Q’s head to maintain his balance.

  “Shit. You got some skills.” Lawrence moaned.

  Q smiled looking up at Lawrence. Q continued to please Lawrence orally and massaging his balls. Feeling Lawrence’s body beginning to jerk a little Q was not ready for Lawrence to climax yet. Disrobing from the waist down Q stood and bent over the brown cushioned chair inviting Lawrence to explore inside.

  “I don’t have any protection,” Lawrence said.

  Q reached down and revealed a condom that was tucked away in a pocket. Removing the prophylactic from its packaging Q skillfully slid it down Lawrence’s dick with one hand and guided him inside. Lawrence began thrusting in and out of Q. Lawrence hadn’t felt this level of pleasure in a long time. He did not want the feeling to end, so he slowed his stroke. Q told him to sit down, not breaking their connection and began to ride him. Sliding up and down Lawrence while holding Lawrence’s knees to maintain balance.

  Lawrence grabbed Q’s waist to match the motion and go deeper inside.

  “You feel so fucking good! Better than I could have ever imagined.” Q said while leaning back on Lawrence.

  Lawrence felt his balls tightening and knew his orgasm was approaching. He picked Q up and bent Q over the mahogany desk. He began thrusting harder and plunging deep inside Q so he could cum. Q’s moans filled his office and, in the excitement, neither realized the happy family photo had fell to the floor breaking the glass.

  “Fuck me…fuck me!” Q exclaimed.

  Lawrence grabbed Q’s throat as he continued to thrust deep inside. Q matched Lawrence’s rhythm until he exploded and collapsed on Q’s back for a moment. Q reached behind rubbing the back of Lawrence’s neck allowing his bulge to relax inside before letting go.

  “That definitely wasn’t what I was expecting when you said you wanted to talk business,” Lawrence said to Q as he made his way into the bathroom to remove the condom and freshen up.

  Q let out a little giggle, “I have to admit, I have been fantasizing about this moment since the Gospel Explosion.”

  “I can’t say that it didn’t cross my mind as well.” Lawrence admitted.

  Q went into the bathroom after Lawrence had finished to freshen up as well. Q emerged and kissed Lawrence softly on the cheek.

  “I hope this won’t be the last time. I’ll let you get on with the rest of your day. You have my number now.”

  Q left Pastor Miles’ office and Lawrence sat in his brown leather chair in awe at what had just happened. Lawrence realized after scanning his desk and straightening out the desk calendar, pin cup, and his name plate that the family picture was missing. With a slight level of panic Lawrence jumped up and came around his desk to find the picture face up with the shattered glass. Nylah’s beautiful smile and piercing eyes were staring up at him. His excitement was slowing being overtaken by the feeling of guilt. Then Q’s CK One wafted into his nose, and a little shiver went up his spine.

  Lawrence forced this experience into the back of his mind and continued with his life. Several days passed and Lawrence found himself thinking about Q again. The thoughts flooded his mind after a couple of unsuccessful and unfulfilling sexual encounters with Nylah. This had started to become the norm for them, but the dissatisfaction was magnified now that he could compare it to his experience with Q. That memorable moment in his office kept replaying in his mind and he wanted to feel that level of ecstasy again.

  He kept trying to ignore the desire but he fell victim to it. While in service the following Sunday, Lawrence was sitting in his seat in front of the congregation while the choir sang and pulled out his cell phone. No one batted an eye, not even First Lady Nylah, this is because Pastor Miles often used his phone to jot down notes for his sermon or look up bible verses.

  I need to see you. Where can we meet?

  Lawrence typed the text message and hit send. The new message icon popped up on Lawrence’s phone before the choir could finish their selection. He opened it and read the response.

  It took you long enough to reach out to me. *smiling emoji* When do you want to meet?

  Lawrence quickly typed back.

  Today. Where? What time?

  A response was quickly received.

  You must be in service. God is going to strike
you down. LOL Hyatt Place at North Point Mall. 3:00. Call when you’re in the lobby. See you then boo.

  Lawrence smirked a little to himself as he long pressed the conversation and hit delete.

  “You’re up baby. Let him use you.” Nylah said lovingly squeezing Lawrence’s hand and bringing him back to the moment.

  Lawrence hurried through his sermon and took the congregation by surprise. By 12:45 pm they had already heard the benediction and was being dismissed. This was unheard of. The members of the congregation that came prepared hadn’t even cracked open their first snack.

  “Baby I will meet you at home. I have to run to the mall. You need anything?” Lawrence said to Nylah after service.

  “No, I’m ok. Don’t stay out too late. Dinner should be ready about 6.”

  “Ok. I won’t.” Lawrence kissed Nylah on the forehead and kissed Patricia on her cheek. “Daddy loves you.”

  “Love you too daddy,” Patricia said.

  Before leaving the church, Lawrence went back to his office and freshened up in his bathroom. He brushed his teeth and made sure his tie was straight. Lawrence climbed into his platinum colored Audi A3. The leather seats were hot from the sun. He turned on the air conditioning and turned from 102.5 that normally played through his speakers. Considering the circumstances, he didn’t think that should be the station playing since it was the gospel station in Atlanta.

  Lawrence makes his way to North Point Mall and parks in the lot outside of Von Maur since it is the closest to the hotel. He had an hour to spare, so Lawrence decided to go in and browse the store. After picking up a new suit, a couple of ties, and some underwear he had spent enough time and money. Lawrence put his bags in his car and made the quick 15-minute walk over to the hotel. As he walked down North Point Parkway he was conscious of the cars passing and prayed he did not see anyone he knew.

  Lawrence walked through the doors of the Hyatt Place and observed the well-lit, nicely decorated lobby. A couple was sitting in a set of the gray chairs talking and laughing. There were also a few people sitting in the bar stools at the host station eyeing their smartphones. Lawrence glanced down at his watch and saw that it was 3:10 pm. He took his phone out and dialed Q’s number.