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Her mother was like an angel, a reminder of my own and I couldn’t leave, not when I was being gifted another chance to save a woman at the hands of a monster.
Over the years I watched Aurora grow into a strong woman, a woman who ignited a side of me that I didn’t know existed. A woman who was temptation itself.
I may be a man of the church, but my questionable faith and desires led me to look for satisfaction… satisfaction I found through porn.
I was weak and I was a sinner to the core. Every time she came to see me, flirted with that temptation, and teased me, I was left wanting, longing for more.
I may have never touched a woman before, but I spent many hours watching them do it online and imagining it was her with me.
I smelt her perfume before I saw her. She came through the doors like a fallen angel hell-bent on seeking redemption. She was my fallen angel, the woman who I prayed to at night while I touched myself. The woman I would throw it all away for if I could. The woman who did not belong to me and saw me as a naughty desire.
She smiled as she approached me and I took in the simple jersey dress she wore, the long sleeves and skirt falling to her ankles but hugging her body in a way that made it even more alluring.
Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and her cheeks were slightly pink, lips glossy and sinfully red.
“Father. I hope I haven’t disturbed you.” She said softly and I had to stop myself from flinching. I hated that she called me that. Put me in the category of a man who was only a kind caregiver but how could I ask her to stop? My position meant she saw me as nothing more than that.
“Aurora. I am never too busy for you. Did you need to make a confession?” I asked, hoping she would say yes. It was the one thing I looked forward to every week. Being so close to her as she whispered her darkest desires to me, asked me to tell her what punishment she deserved.
I was a sick man, perhaps no better than my father for wanting to be the one to give her those punishments. Oh, I had lost count of how many times I had imagined what it would be like to lay my hand across her ass, to spank her as she asked me for forgiveness.
What she would look like on her knees for me, mouth parted as she took my… I shook my head to clear the thoughts, glad that I was in my robe to prevent anyone from seeing just how turned on I was.
“I don’t know. I guess I am seeking counsel, and guidance. I needed to speak to a friend.” I took a step back, shocked at that revelation. Did she think, of me as a friend?
“Well, in that case we can go to my office. I have a pot of tea warm and a comfortable couch.” I said and I watched her shoulders relax as she nodded her approval.
I led her to the small door that held my office and the hallway to the storage rooms, holding the door open for her so she could pass.
Her arm brushed mine and I inhaled deeply, breathing in that sweetly alluring perfume she wore. It was like night jasmine and sandalwood, sweet and yet woodsy, lingering in the air like a siren call.
She settled on the couch as I poured two cups of tea, her watching my every move. I felt on show, exposed in a way that made me uncomfortable and yet I wanted to bare every part of myself to her. Confess to her my every desire and ask for her forgiveness and acceptance.
But I was a forty-five-year-old man, a virgin priest. I was no catch for a woman like her.
“Tell me what is on your mind.” I said as she stirred some sugar and milk into the tea, gently placing the teaspoon down as she reached up to play with the silver cross around her neck.
It was her mother’s and she always played with it when she was nervous. I didn’t think Aurora was truly a believer, I understood her reasons for coming here were to feel closer to her mother.
As she twirled that chain, I couldn’t stop my thoughts from wondering what she would look like naked in nothing but the cross.
“I have slept with two men within twelve hours of each other. Two men who have confessed their love to me and men that I have loved for a long time as friends. Now we have agreed to try for a relationship between all of us and I don’t know if I am doing the right thing.” The words came tumbling out of her in one breath and I found myself torn between jealousy and judgment.
“These men, are they close to you?” I asked, not sure what else to say as I collected my thoughts.
“Yes. It is Gianluca and Kingston.” She took a sip of her tea, and I studied the cup, the way her lip gloss left a perfect imprint of her lips on the rim. What would that look like on my skin?
I knew the men she spoke of. I had known Gianluca as long as I had Aurora and I had recognized the same longing in his eyes that I knew must be in my own. Kingston, I had only met a few times, but I was aware of him and his position with Aurora.
“So, these are men who you are already bonded to in some way. Why do you feel like it is a mistake?” I asked, knowing she hadn’t said that word, but it was implied.
I was more than jealous now, these men had been with her, touched her, confessed their love and devotion to her and I would get nothing. Just the stories she decided to tell me.
“I suppose because I am worried, I will ruin the friendship. I am worried that people will judge me for being with two men at once.” She shrugged and I considered the wedding we had attended not too long ago.
“The Mendez family recently made vows to be together in an open relationship. I also saw the Madden family happened to have a similar relationship dynamic. It is not unusual in today’s society. The judgments of others are not something you should concern yourself with. That is their business, not yours. Do you love them?” I asked, feeling my heart pound in my chest.
Though the legalities meant those weddings hadn’t been official outside of one person, the relationships were considered to be anything but official by the government.
