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I whispered in her ear, "So, did you bring the key?"

"Got it right here," she replied as we checked the empty street.

"Let's go, then."

We unlocked the side door and closed it quietly behind us. I led her over to the facilities office. I went in and grabbed the key off of hook number 6, held it up and winked. We headed for the back stairs. After climbing them, we found the small door to the rafter crawlspace. I unlocked it and opened it up.

"I always wanted to do it in a church. The rafters is a bonus fantasy." She giggled and kissed my neck.

She turned on her flashlight and I pointed to the plywood propped up against the wall. Being careful to only stand on the support beams, we moved the plywood over near to the opening where the Fresnels pointed at the platform. I pulled the camping mattress out of my backpack and rolled it out.

"I blow the mattress and you blow me, right?" She smiled and slapped my knee. I started airing up the mattress and she started taking off her clothes. Enough light from the stain glass windows shone through the lighting access opening that we did not need the flashlight. She was down to bra and panties when I finished the mattress. She pushed me back on the mattress and kissed me while laying on top of me. I ran my hands up and down her back and held her firm butt. She moaned a bit and put her hands under my shirt.

When we came up for air, I said, "Let me get out of these clothes."

"Let me help you," she replied with a grin. She sat back astride my hips, I sat up and she pulled my shirt off of me. I leaned forward and kissed the beautiful cleavage in front of me, reaching for the bra hooks behind her. With the bra off and my tongue on her nipple, I was rewarded with another moan.

She wriggled her hips a bit and said, "Oooo, I can tell you're ready." With that, she stood up, hunched over to avoid the roof, dangling her breasts for me to get in another lick. I slid out of my pants and underwear while she pulled off her panties. The rising sun warmed up the attic space and we were glad someone had left the air conditioning on. The contrasting cool air coming from the lighting opening felt good as she settled back on top of me for some more horizontal kissing.

I reached down around her pert bottom and found her moist pussy with my fingers. "Feels like you're ready, too," I said as I slipped a finger inside. She increased the passion of her kisses as my finger went deeper. After a minute she stopped and said, "Why should the mattress have all the fun." She turned around and straddled my chest taking my throbbing penis in her mouth.

After reveling in that sensation for a minute, I started returning the favor with my tongue on her clitoris and my finger in her vagina. By this time we were getting pretty hot. She finally paused, turned around and told me, "I'd like a turn laying down and I want you in me."

We negotiated the positional swap without either of us banging into the roof. As I knelt in front of her hips with her legs open gently stroking her clitoris, I admired her gorgeous body in the dim light. Her hair spread out on the mattress and the plywood perfectly framed her face as she alternately smiled and winced in pleasure. I slid my penis into her vagina and we both cried out. I started s l o w l y sliding in and out.

I leaned forward to lick and nibble her nipples as I thrust. She pulled me up for a deep kiss and tilted her pelvis along with me. About that time, we heard something from the auditorium below us.

We froze, genitals still locked and listened intently. We heard the faint sound of someone walking into the auditorium. We looked at each other and I held my finger to my lips. I gently, quietly and s l o w l y continued sliding my penis in and out of her vagina, but my attention was divided. I was trying to determine who was down there and whether or not we should stop. If I continued this distracted thinking I was going to lose my erection.

I looked into her eyes and she gently reached down to my ass and pulled me in deeper. This excited me enough that I engaged in some vigorous thrusting. She gasped, then put her hand over her mouth. Her face grew a bit worried over the additional noise.

Then the Fresnels came on.

We froze again. "I thought the church was empty at this time of day." I whispered

"I did too," she whispered back.

I quietly, but gently and s l o w l y continued sliding in and out as we both listened. We heard more walking then, "We're ready in here," followed by "Alright, I'll let them know." Walking faded.

"That's pastor Jim," she whispered. "I don't know the first guy."

"He works sound and lights," I said. "His name is Andy."

She giggled. I put my hand over her mouth until she stopped. She reached down and put her fingers around the base of my penis as I slid in and out. She mouthed, "more." I pushed in deeper. She put her fingers on her clitoris as I thrust.

We heard the sound of more people walking in. They were talking to each other quietly. Then we heard something being rolled into the auditorium. We could not tell what it was. We dare not look down for fear of disturbing the dust and drawing attention to ourselves. So we just looked at each other and kept going, quietly. We figured someone was working in the auditorium either cleaning or doing some kind of maintenance.

I got back up on my knees so I could rub her clitoris while I was thrusting. She was breathing heavily. Then we heard music start playing, something reverent and soothing over the auditorium's sound system. This was surprising, but not enough to distract us. She was getting close and so was I. She started bucking which got me even more excited. I could feel her orgasm. I pulled out just in time to ejaculate on her belly and breasts.

The music stopped. "Friends and family, we are gathered here today to honor the memory of Elizabeth Anne Smith," we heard pastor Jim say over the sound system. We stared at each other in astonishment. I lay down beside her and said in her ear, "I did not know she died."

"I did, but her funeral was supposed to be tomorrow."

"How well did you know her?"

"Not very well. She's my friend's grandmother. What do we do?"

"I think we stay up here for the duration of the funeral."

"I'm supposed to be at work in a couple of hours."

"You'd better text them you might be late." I reached over and pulled her phone out of her clothes, double checked to be sure it was on silent and handed it to her. I grabbed my own phone and texted my wife that I might be late getting home and put it on silent.

We laid there in the rafters on the camping air mattress in each other's arms listening to the funeral service. We heard stories about the wonderful things Elizabeth had done during her life, the loving family she has, funny stories about her and her sister. By the end, we were both a bit teary-eyed. She hugged me tighter and kissed me. I kissed back.

As they sang a benediction, the kissing became more passionate and she pressed up against me. I hugged her to me and whispered, "You think making it again would be a bit irreverent to Mrs. Smith?"

"I can't think of a better way to honor her memory," she replied as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I bowed to the inevitable and quietly kissed her neck and breasts and licked her belly button. As I licked her clit, she took my penis in her mouth. We could hear the congregation below comforting the family members present. Several of them were audibly sobbing.

She pushed me over onto my back and kissed me. Then she impaled herself and s l o w l y started moving her hips up and down. I closed my eyes enjoying the sensation.

When I opened my eyes and took in her sweat-slicked body, I noticed tears running down her face. I took her hands and looked at her questioningly. She leaned forward, but never stopped her rhythmic hip movements.

She kissed me and whispered, "I feel sad she's gone, guilty for fucking during her funeral," she sped up and pushed down harder, "horny knowing all those people are down there," she put her hands on my chest, lifted up for better leverage, went even faster then gasped as she came to orgasm, "and happy as hell to have you here to share it with me." I pulled out and covered her lower spine with sperm and semen.

"That's some funeral fucking I won't forget!"