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There is just something about her that draws me in. A soul like mine perhaps, or maybe the opposite. Or just maybe my pure girl is the other half of my soul. Heartbreak for one of us is inevitable if we continue on this path.
What was she thinking, sinking to her knees for me in my office? I know the answer. She wasn’t.
What I didn’t want to tell her earlier is that I am, in fact, conflicted about what just happened. I want her, fuck I want her so badly, but I just broke my vows to God. Vows that do mean something to me. I’m just not sure how much or what exactly.
Knowing she broke vows as well doesn’t help the situation either. Even with her being just days or weeks away from leaving her husband. We shouldn’t have done what we did.
I was meant to be reformed. Changed. Repented.
Instead, I let Avery in. The worst part about it is I fucking know my thirst for her won’t be quenched just by seeing her like that one more time. I’m eternally fucked, now that I know what it’s like to have a small part of Avery in my life.
Back at home, I’m lounging in my grey sweatpants and white shirt, looking anything but priestly.
Fuck, I’m already addicted to this woman. I’m trying to distract myself with any fucking show on my television, but it’s not working. I can’t get enough of Avery. My mind is consumed with thoughts of long, blonde hair, pouty lips, and sad, blue eyes that come to life when she sees me.
What is she wearing right now? Can I reach out to her or is her soon-to-be ex-husband at home too?
I sure as hell fucking hope they don’t still fuck. I’m not sure how this all works, but if she goes anywhere near his dick again, I’m going to kill him. I need to find out what’s going on with them before I fall over into the deep end. I’m just going to pretend like I’m already not.
All I want to do is text her and see if she’s doing what I asked of her earlier today. Is she fucking herself to thoughts of me? Do her perky tits have hard tips as she fantasizes about riding the outside of my cock like it’s her gateway to heaven?
I have to know. Regardless of the fact I really fucking shouldn’t.
What I should be focusing on are the vows I made to fucking God instead of trying to fall further into Mrs. Avery Matheson. My new addiction after only one taste.
Tonight, I will not be a man with vows to God but rather just a red-blooded one who had a golden-haired beauty riding his cock earlier that day.
How do I approach this with her husband possibly there… It’s not too late, so this should be fine if he does ask who she’s texting with.
Me:
Avery, it’s Father Lachlan. Thank you for the help today.
Avery:
I’m alone. Kevin is spending another night “at the office.”
Me:
How’s my perfect angel doing then, Goldie?
It’s way too easy to slip into this new version of me. Fuck it. I’m in this now.
Avery:
Today wasn’t enough for me.
Me:
Me either.
Text bubbles appear and disappear. I wonder what she’s debating sending me. This whole situation isn’t normal. I get it. I just don’t want her to stop right now.
Avery:
I think I miss you. Is that bad?
Me:
