Crone Wars: Sex Education a Taste

Justine was already using stealth in her life even though she used to be the quiet one and now she was the most outrageous and wild.

It was Wednesday morning when Father Jacob was preparing the alter for Sunday. He liked to practice his sermons in the church. Justine liked to visit this beautiful church. It was not full of hellfire and damnation talk like the church of her father. It was quiet and calm a place to think.

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She had noticed the handsome Father Jacob whose wife had died several years earlier. He seemed sad and withdrawn although very dutiful to his work and his sermons.

The church was open on Wednesdays but no one ever came in except Justine. While he was practicing she would always sit in the second pew and look up and listen as he spoke.

She would always have a smile or peaceful expression as she listened. When he finished, she would walk up to him afterward.

“Thank you for allowing me to listen.”

It became a ritual but with some interesting modifications. Each week Justine would bring homemade buns or pie to the priest.

She always wore something slightly revealing. More and more each week.

Nothing that the average person would notice right away. Justine looked like a sweet old lady when she approached the priest. Her beautiful navy cashmere winter coat would be open revealing her full breasts under a pale pink night gown. She made sure to wear the same fragrance that she also put on her hands so that when she handed him the pastry and shook his hand he would have a lasting scent of her.

She wasn’t the only woman after Father Jacob, but unlike the others who were so chatty and fawning over him, Justine was quiet using few words and a stealth-like seduction.

Father Jacob had buried himself in his work after the death of his beautiful wife. He had married an older woman against the wishes of his bishop. He married the Bishop's eldest daughter who was smart, encouraging, and so deeply loving and Jacob could not resist her warmth and charm.

She died five years earlier. They had been married only two years. Now in his late fifties he was alone and sad.

Justine In her late 60s she was just coming into her own. Her soft quiet attentiveness was just what Father Jacob needed.

“Thank you so much Justine for helping me through my sermon preparations. I would love to take you to dinner as a thank you.”

“I would love that Father Jacob.”

“Just Jacob to you dear Justine.”

She was born into a deeply religious family that believed in abstinence until marriage and then after that sex only for the purpose of procreation. Her father wanted to be like Billy Graham but he had none of the charisma or wisdom. All he had was doctrine and dogma he imposed on his only child Justine and her dutiful mother.

She obeyed and did everything she was told. She was an excellent student and even taught Bible studies as a teen. She was homeschooled and went to a religious college that was just as strict as her home environment.

She married Willard Casey in an almost arranged marriage by her father and her very quiet mother. She stayed married until Jack died at his desk. He'd been an accountant for the church for 30 years. Justine always said he died of boredom or maybe from moonshine he kept in his desk drawer.

“I liked him well enough…he would only have sex with the lights off and very quickly. I never wanted children so that was ok with me. Most of the time his aim was off anyway.”

“Justine we don’t need to know that.”

Smiling a bit with a devilish expression:

“I am always happy to share. Besides I am just discovering sex. It’s like being a teen all over again, Although my teen years were more like living in a convent.”

A soft chorus of laughter arose in the room.

You gals ought to try it.

“But we don’t all have partners.”

“Oh spirit is my partner.”

“What do you mean?”

“I met this incredible woman who was a student of the great Betty Dodson.”

Betty Dodson was an inspiring sex educator who believed that women would have more fulfilling lives if they understood their own bodies and their sexuality. She helped so many women who believed that they were on earth to pleasure men. She wanted to remove that wrong idea and she did. With very private group sessions women learned more about their bodies and discovered their sexuality and the spirit within.

The room was glued to Justine as she talked about Betty Dodson.