"What do you think you're doing?" a voice asked James.
He turned and saw a woman, blurting out "I need to get away from this crazy woman. She's ..." He stopped, realizing that he had just met another woman. And as he stood there, he saw her look confusion turn into a look of lust. James looked past her and into the living room, seeing that there were two other women there. All three women looked very conservative and while they were only middle-aged, they dressed in clothes more typical for older women, barely showing any skin at all. But after seeing what the women were doing upon his arrival, their attire made sense. Apparently, he had just interrupted some kind of Bible study or church get-together. At least, it was a church get-together. As soon as James answered the woman's question, the two women in the living room dropped their Bibles on the floor, stood up and ran towards James. They all looked as horny as hell.
James reached for the door to get out of there, but the woman who had opened it for him stood in his way. "My name's Laura, by the way. Laura Ferguson."
One of the other two women grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. "My name's Katie," she said, smiling. "Katie Shepard."
"And I'm Margaret White," the third woman said. Her husband was the pastor at the church that all three women attended. "Did anyone ever tell you that you look really hot?" Her face went red with embarrassment. Apparently, she had never given someone that kind of compliment before.
"Uh, yeah. Sometimes," James said. He turned back towards Laura. "Listen, I've gotta go."
"What's your rush?" Katie asked. She leaned in close and whispered in his ear "Can't we have a little fun before you go?"
The three women looked at each other, noticing that they all felt about this man the same way. They all wanted to have sex with him. What was wrong with them? This was totally unlike them. First of all, they were all married. Second, they were all good Baptist women. They would never act in such a sinful manner. Yet, they were. And the thing that frightened them more than anything was that they liked it.
"No, really," James said. "I need to get out of here." He groaned to himself, realizing that he probably ruined three more lives.
Suddenly, there was a pounding sound coming from outside. That's probably the woman who chased me here, he thought. I guess I'm not going out that way.
"Let me in!" the woman's muffled voice yelled. "I want you to fuck me!"
Great, James thought. Either I deal with the three horny women in here or deal with the one outside.
