Sin For Me Novels & Stories

Or I hoped he didn’t. I stepped into the confessional a bit wary, not knowing what to expect. Once I sat down and situated myself I started, “Forgive me father for I have sinned. It’s been two days since my last confession.” “What are your sins,” came Father Michaels’ deep baritone voice from the other side of the booth. “I indulged in pleasures of the flesh with a man who has taken a vow of chastity,” I said carefully. The truth was I did feel horribly guilty about it. Catholic guilt, it’s a conundrum.

“Aah.” I moan in relief as his hands go to my wet pussy. “Honey, we shouldn't be doing this,” he said abruptly, stopping and attempting to walk away, but I quickly grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. “I want this, Mac. Don’t you love me?” “It’s wrong, Bea. I want you, but it just doesn’t feel right.”

“Hmm… this is the first time I’m hearing that from you. That’s odd. But why? He’s like 20 years older than you. Moreover, he is only innocent when he is at work.” Zara smiled, cheeks warm. “Don’t worry about that. I too want to experience some sinful act too. I'm now an adult. No more 24/7 indoors as usual.” Riley grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Okay, bad girl. If you really want his attention, here’s what you do. Unbutton the top two buttons of your shirt before closing time. Bend over slowly when you submit any paper. Make sure he sees a little skin. And smile at him like you know his secret. Trust me, men like him notice.”