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Father Mike said a brief prayer, stood up and left his church. “I think now would be a good time to visit Alice.”
It was getting rather late and the children had been in bed a couple of hours when the woman in question received a knock at the door.
“Oh Father, good to see you. What brings you here at such a late hour?”
“Forgive this intrusion,” the priest replied as she welcomed him inside.
“Oh don’t apologise,” Alice said. “To be honest I’m glad of some company. Today hasn’t been a good day.”
“I understand. I won’t keep you long. I just wanted to explain more about the memorial service that’s being held next week, and a few other things that I didn’t want to discuss in front of your children.”
Alice smiled. “Ok. Well can I get you a drink? Tea?”
Father Mike nodded. “Yes, thanks.”
How sad that she was widowed at thirty. Her husband killed in a road accident.
He removed his glasses and sat on the couch, slyly observing her as she entered the kitchen. He’d always found Alice very attractive, but for obvious reasons had kept such feelings deeply hidden. Being a close friend of Alice’s deceased husband had meant frequent visits to their home, allowing the opportunity to get to know Alice quite well. He knew she trusted and respected him. He’d even overheard her telling her husband once that she thought “Father Mike was a fine and charming man of the church.”
He smiled as he recalled this. Oh yes, he’d show her just how charming he could be. Father Mike watched her reach up into the cupboard. She was just wearing a plain white top and brown skirt. Despite having two children, she had a fantastic figure, curves in all the right places. Even in flat shoes, her shapely legs looked amazing…he could feel himself getting hard. There was nothing he wanted more than to rip her skirt and panties off, bend her over and fuck the living daylights out of her right this minute.
“Control yourself, don’t blow it. Wait until the right moment…God, give me the strength I need…”
He composed himself as she entered the lounge and offered him a cup of tea.
“Thanks,” he replied, catching a glimpse of her cleavage as she sat down in the armchair opposite him. He averted his eyes quickly, not wanting to get further aroused.
“I’m sorry büyükesat escort I was short with you the other day Father,” Alice said. “It’s just…everything’s been so hard to take in.”
“I understand completely,” he replied, playing the shoulder-to-cry-on card to the max. “And you have nothing to apologise for. Perhaps you’d like to say a quick prayer together? Let us pray for Charlie.”
Father Mike took another sip of his tea.
A hand on his shoulder almost made him drop the cup. He hadn’t noticed Alice stand up and walk over to him.
“Father, are you sure you’re alright? You look so pale.” She sat down beside him.
“Believe me, you will get through this,” Father Mike replied, leaning closer, his lips almost touching hers…she didn’t pull away as he moved a little closer, kissing her softly. She gave into the kiss, and at
that point he moved away quickly.
“Alice I am so sorry, I had no right to do that! I don’t know what I was thinking of.” He stood up.
“Father, it’s alright, really, don’t worry.”
“No I have intruded on you too long and it’s time I left. I-I’ll be in touch,” he muttered, rushing to the door.
“Please,” she pleaded, with tear-filled eyes as he opened the front door. “I need you…”
Father Mike could barely believe his luck. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
He grinned as he embraced her. As he did, his conscience surfaced for a moment and spoke to him.
“Father, you are a man of God, and God sees you. Are you really going to take advantage of this poor, grieving woman?”
He gritted his teeth, silencing the voice. Shut up. The needs of the flesh, I can resist no longer. I am prepared to take punishment for my sin. Besides, she needs me…
His kisses were intoxicating to Alice. Warning signs were flashing in her mind. It was too soon. She was betraying her husband…the memorial service hadn’t even taken place yet. He was a man of the church and sworn to celibacy. Yet she was unable to resist his actions…she couldn’t deny that she found him attractive either. He was much older than her husband. He was tall, clean-shaven and slim, early fifties, with a thick head of silver hair and steely blue eyes.
“Tell me exactly what you want, my child,” cebeci escort Father Mike asked her. It was always better to ask directly.
“Well, you know…” Alice whispered back.
He said, “I know exactly what you need.”
“I want you, Father.”
He grinned deviously. She needed a release from the grief and trauma she’d been burdened with. They kissed with a passion, Alice pulling him down onto the couch. Oh yes, she was up for it all right.
“The children…mustn’t wake them,” she murmured breathlessly as he planted kisses on her neck.
“Don’t worry about the children, Alice. Just relax…”
Alice reclined on the couch as Father Mike lay on top of her. He unfastened his black cassock and pulled her close to him. She slid her tongue into his and circled it between his lips and gums. He slowly brushed against her breasts and ran his hands up under her skirt. His probing fingers reached up further, grinding her mound whilst he searched to get under her panties to touch her bare slit.
“Oh dear God, she gasped.
“Do you like that, Alice?” He asked her calmly. “Would you like me to continue?”
“Y-yes,” she whispered.
It dawned on Father Mike that this sort of foreplay was new to Alice. He rolled his eyes. Eight years of marriage and Charlie had never pleasured his wife life this. He intended to show her exactly what she’d been missing. He continued fingering her, enjoying her little moans as he teased her clit gently before slipping a finger inside her silken folds. He removed her white panties and went down on her; his tongue had a holy mission of its own to complete. Alice was delightfully juicy downstairs just as he’d imagined; she didn’t disappoint him. He slid his tongue past her plump labia, savouring her juices, whilst she cried out for more.
So much for worrying about waking the children…he didn’t care though. This woman was unbelievable, and such a good Catholic, reciting a prayer as he continued working on her. He’d never felt as aroused as this in his entire life and his cock strained painfully against his trousers, begging for release. He gripped her voluptuous white thighs and quickly brought her to orgasm as he oralled her.
“Oh Father…oh God yes!” She cried, kolej escort sweat breaking out on her forehead.
Father Mike said nothing and grinned broadly at her as he unfastened his belt, before unzipping his black trousers. Alice’s face flushed crimson as he lowered these and his underpants; she hadn’t expected him to be so well-endowed.
He could tell from her expression that she liked what she was seeing. He gripped his member tightly, rubbing it slowly. “Well…do you want me to?”
She nodded. “Yes Father.”
I knew you would, he thought. I bet Charlie hadn’t ravished you for ages, him being too preoccupied with working long hours as a delivery driver. Not to worry, my gorgeous lamb, I’ll make up for lost time.
“Very well.” He entered her quickly, his hardness sliding into her wet cavern with ease. She was able to accommodate him fully, yet her walls were still pleasingly tight. He moaned as she gripped his cock like this and began thrusting rapidly, digging his fingernails into the sides of the couch as he hilted her good and proper.
Father Mike wasn’t a young guy but he had no shortage of stamina.
“That’s it Alice, cry out for me, don’t hold back,” he grunted, loving her moans of pleasure. “You are blessed.”
Alice couldn’t remember the last time she’d experienced anything like this.
“Come for me, Alice,” the priest murmured, and that tipped her over the edge. She gave into him fully and climaxed a second time. A few moments later, he climaxed also, filling her with his seed.
“Oh Alice…” He sighed as he withdrew from her and planting a kiss on her lips. “Do you feel better now? Shall we finish with a prayer?”
“Yes Father,” came her breathless reply. Then guilt hit her and she came to her senses. “But what have I done? I- We…we’ve committed a sin! We’ve betrayed Charlie.”
“Ssh,” Father Mike said, holding her close. “We haven’t betrayed him, Alice. We could never do that. We cared about him too much. But I care for you deeply too and I was just helping you when you needed it most. Just as Charlie would’ve wanted me to.”
That seemed to pacify her. “Yes…she nodded slightly. Just as he wanted. About the memorial service…I’ve already said I’ll attend…will you sit by me?”
“Of course, Alice. I’ll be with you every step of the way. You’re strong, you’ll be just fine. The Lord shall be with you too.”
“About tonight…”
“Nobody else knows about tonight, Alice. It was just you and me. It’ll always remain that way. As a priest, I can never tell a soul.”
“But God knows.”
“God forgives us our sins, Alice. Now let us pray.”
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