The Vow (Closed)

Micheal's lips closed around her firm nipple. It had been so long he had almost forgotten. He teased it gently with his tongue, her moans of pleasure communing with primal desires of his brain to urge him on. Little signs like her responsive nipples, her beaming smiles, and her gasps of excitement served to reassure him that although she had done nothing prior to signal such desires, deep down she accepted and wanted his advances.

His mouth slipped off her nipple regretfully, but his body urged him on toward their coupling. His lips ran down off her breast, brushing and kissing the pale skin of her smooth, flat abdomen as they went. He found himself going to his knees before her. His mind had begun to flash with images of their impending coupling, like premonitions. He was behind her, inside her, her body pressed against the wall of the confessional as they made love.

In reality, however, he found himself gently kissing the soft curve of the skin above her womb and staring at the button to her pants. His strong hands wandered down to her cheeks at last and took possession of them. He massaged them gently, taking in the whole, incredible experience. Then his hands came round to the button and poised over it. He looked up expectantly at her, eyes burning with need, "may I?"
 
Eden could feel emotions that she had never felt before, because she had only wanted one man. But the man before her was suppose to be for god not for her, was she doing the right thing? So many questions ran through her, she silently wished to god for him to speak. To help her in this moment, to save Riley. She was so afraid of him becoming damned because of his breaking of vows. But silence was all she heard, but that was not what she felt. She opened up her eyes slowly and smiled.

Feeling what he was doing to her she enjoyed everything he was doing to her, closing her eyes again as she moaned. By god she loved him and it was not just a friendly kind of thing, though she had no idea what would happen. If it would happen again or if this was it, so many things ran in her head, like what he said about protection. She knew if things happened it was gods will, so he would tell her. She watched him leave her breast and smiled on ward, watching him rather carefully.

Then hearing his question, she saw the need in his eyes. She did not have the heart to tell him no, she smiled and nodded to him. "Yes" Moving her head up and resting against the wall, she heard him unzipping her pants and bringing them down, she stepped out of them and she just removed her panties, her body well taken care of. Flat stomach, plump ass and breasts. She was the kind of girl that shaved so everything even between her legs was very soft, like babies skin soft. She moaned showing and urging him on.
 
He could hardly believe the visuals, sensations and sounds being reported by his senses were real, having never imagined that such a thing would ever happen to him after having joined the priesthood. Yet, he would never also have imagined that something which was so obviously wrong, could feel so right. The slight sense of hesitation he felt from Eden suggested she felt the same way.

He took in her nakedness at last as her panties slid down to her ankles. Hers was a womanly form, not the form of anorexic movie stars with silicon breasts that so many people lusted after, but the forms that the classics had sculpted. The dim light of the confessional gave her pale winter skin and shaven smoothness completed the resemblance to white marble.

Years of taking confession had made Father Riley intimately, if not personally, familiar with all of the methods that people used to enjoy sexual pleasure without getting pregnant. The church, of course, frowned on these behaviors, as his previous quotation of doctrine suggested. Seeing her now revealed womanhood, so close to his mouth, he was struck by the sudden temptation to taste her. Added to the the other sense, came the musky odor of feminine arousal, adding its own weight to his overloaded input.

He resisted the temptation, although the thought lodged itself in the back of his mind. So much was coming at Eden so fast, and at him for that matter, he wasn't sure how she would respond to something that unconventional. He reached out once more and took her cheeks into his hands, no cold stone these, they were soft and hot with desire, yet with that titillating firmness of muscle underneath. He resumed his massage and began kissing his way back up her body toward her face.

"Oh Eden..." he whispered between kisses. That place where man had lived as god intended. He didn't know what god intended anymore...but he couldn't stop.
 
Eden may not have been a movie star, perhaps never would be as beautiful as them. But she never understood why women did surgeries on themselves, giving them bigger breasts. Trying to smooth out wrinkles. She always thought that one should just let time take its course, though a lot of people told her she did not look eighteen. With her makeup off she looked like she was about seventeen years old, but she always wore makeup. Not a lot or anything since she thought that it was just for touch ups.

She always enhanced her eyes and her lips, not dressing like a "Whore" though if she saw a woman wearing provocative outfits she never thought bad things about them. She was the kind of girl who loved everyone, as long as they respected her in the long run. But right now something different was going on, and frankly she was enjoying every little moment of it. She felt what he was doing to her, closing her eyes as everything just seemed to come to her. All at once she was rather happy.

But then she felt his warm wet lips against her skin, and felt him going up slowly kissing her leg, stomach, breast and when he got closer to her head she smiled even more. Looking up at him and heard him moan her name. She smiled and looked into his eyes, she had something in mind and did not want to ruin the moment. Afraid perhaps if she said what was on her mind it would destroy things. But she felt it was something that was needed, her heart beating quickly as she spoke.

"Perhaps this is what is suppose to happen between us" She said softly looking into his eyes as she stroked his cheek. And wanted everything to be perfect, she knew what was about to happen. And it was easy to tell that she wanted it, all in all everything felt perfect. Looking into his eyes as she ran her fingers against his bare chest. Smiling as her heart was steady and she was just rather happy about everything. It was easy to see she was open and right now it was just so perfect now.
 
Micheal looked at the naked woman before him, beaming at him all trace of grief and loneliness banished from her countenance. So young, nubile, her body called out to him, but even more, looking into her eyes, now bright, sparkling blue, it was if her soul called out to him as well. Could she be right, could this be what had been meant to happen? Everything had always been so clear since he had joined the church, doctrine and tradition had supplied the certainties he had so desperately needed in the swirling maelstrom of his grief. As he looked now into his soon-to-be lover's shining eyes he felt a different kind of certainty overriding his confusion.

Her hands felt so delicate on his chest and he clasped them against him, as if afraid to let their contact be broken even for a moment. His manhood strained against his pants now, desperately yearning to fulfill its designed function. His heart strained even harder against the constraints of tradition. He wanted...needed to unite himself with Eden. Closing his strong hands around her soft, delicate ones, he moved them slowly down his chest until the found his belt buckle. "I...I think it so," he agreed at last with her statement. As her hands reached his pants, he leaned in to kiss her once more, her lips now become familiar, against his own.
 
Eden felt his love against his body it made her curious what else was going to happen, smiling as she continued to remove his belt and let it fall to the ground with a light thud. She unbuttoned his button of his black pants and unzipped the zipper. Her body and eyes even were that of a virgin woman, but not her mind of course. She had thought of many things, and who would have thought this would have happened, she could hear his pants fall to the floor. And tugging on what he wore under his pants.

She smiled as she knew he was as naked as a jay bird, she was afraid to touch him since she did not know what he wanted her to do, what he liked that kind of thing. But then he kissed her deeply and she moaned softly, everything just seemed to stop in that moment around them. Groaning as her hands went right back up his bare chest, feeling the warmth enjoying what he was going to give her. She was relaxed and everything her back against the wall and it was just so perfect.

"Take me..." She whispered softly.
 
“You will not certainly die,” the serpent said to the woman. “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”

They were up against the wall of the confessional, the warning flashed through his mind even as she offered herself to him at last. His penis pressed flat between his muscular stomach and her flat smooth body. It twitched and he shuddered at the long forgotten pleasure as the tip touched her at last. He reached down between them, body aching with need and muscles taut with nervous tension as he realized he was about to take her virginity. He had some experience but it had been a long time. Would he still know how? Suppressing his hesitancy he reached down and grasped his member, lining its head up with her opening. Her lips parted easily for him and he felt himself coated instantly with her copious, hot moisture. He knew that meant her body, at least was ready. Was her mind? "Are you ready...my love? He asked at last, just one gentle push from doing what she had asked, making her a woman, making her his.
 
Eden could think of many things in the bible that would fit this time, but she did not care about it any more. She knew that god was suppose to be loving so he would understand what he was doing, course she also knew priests could get married and have children. The story was though that the church was pissed that when the priest dies the church gets nothing, now if a priest dies the church gets everything. She smiled at that thought and sighed silently, everything was just as it should be she thought.

But in that moment she felt his warmth and feeling his member where it was, she moaned softly. It was then that she heard what he said. "Yes" She said softly looking into his eyes. She was ready for anything, she knew first time hurt but she had a high pain threshold and it was something not to mess with. Her eyes looking into his, it was so nice in this moment. Feeling her body react to him. It was at first hard but all in all everything just seemed different she saw him as a man.

"I'm ready"
 
Everything else fled from Father Riley's mind in that moment. All that remained was Eden. The sight of her hard, willing tits, the smell of her desire mingling with the incense scent of the confessional and most of all, the blazing furnace of her virgin womanhood as he slowly, slowly pressed himself forward into her. He watched in fascination as her pink lips swallowed the head of his manhood, and the pleasure was almost overwhelming. He slid one hand from her rump, down the back of her thigh, lifting her leg to wrap around him, relishing her smooth thigh against his own body. He pressed further into her, feeling her to be slick and ready for him and turned his attention to his face as he pushed her back against the wall of the confessional. He wanted to memorize her expression as she became his.
 
In the back of her mind she could not help but be surprised about this moment, but it was something she would always remember. In case this never happened again, she had no idea what would play out after this moment. But looking into his eyes, she moaned a little bit feeling the head of him inside her. "Oh Father Riley" She groaned and she noticed how he was looking at her, feeling how he pressed her against the wall. Her one leg against him, it was a nice moment between the two of them.

It was a really happy moment, gazing into him. She could see his true nature, he was handsome and had a beautiful spirit. Her heart was beating, moving her head back as she rested her head against the wall. She knew that this was going to hurt, but knew that it was natural. Though she was not worried about the pain. But feeling just the bit he had in her, it was a happy time between them. Nothing would destroy this moment she knew, she stroked his cheek ready for anything.
 
Micheal took in her face, locking it into his memory forever. Her eyes shone with desire yes, but also...trust? He knew she was his, and he was hers and that was all that mattered. His instinct had begun to take control. He desperately didn't want to hurt her in anyway, but biology overrode his best intentions. He began to press more deeply inside her, her tight virgin womanhood barely giving way before his advances. "Oohhh," he grunted as he felt himself fully engulfed by her at last. He paused there, their coupling was so tight, so perfect and he just wanted to savor the feeling of being one with.

Eden, a woman at last, his woman, heart, soul, and body, how had he lived so long without her? As much as he desperately wanted to enjoy the moment forever, the urge thrust began to grow within him. He leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips, his eyes wide, locked with her sparkling blue ones. "Oh Eden, forgive me, but I must," be whispered. He could no longer restrain himself. He felt his penis drawing back her soft wetness pleasuring him all the way, out of her until only his head remained inside. Then his hips hammered forward, far harder than he had intended, giving him a jolt of incredible pleasure. Bump! That smack of her rump back against the thin wooden wall of the confessional echoed through the chamber. "Oh forgive me," he moaned again, knowing he was being so forceful but unable to stop himself as the thrust into her once more bump!. "Eden..." he gasped, searching her eyes even as their lovemaking spiraled out of his control.
 
Eden enjoyed the way Micheal looked at her, she gasped a little as he went all the way inside her. Moving her head back as she heard what he said about forgiving him. She felt the jolt that he was giving her, wrapping her arms around his neck. Closing her eyes it just felt so damn right, as he began to move into her, her breasts began to move with him. Her heart beating and everything so perfect. She was in a little pain but nothing she could not handle, her heart beating to everything as she groaned.

"Oh Micheal yes!" She murmured loud enough for him she no longer could stand it "I have wanted to be with you for so long" She said softly. "My parents knew the crush I had with you, but please let yourself go take me harder if you wish" She said softly and rolling her head back, in the back of her head she hoped for a child. To be bound in more then one way with him, though she knew no one could know about them. She did not want him to be in any kind of trouble, her insides gripped him hard.

Looking into his eyes she could see love mixed with lust, losing her virginity this way was something she had not expected but all in all everything just seemed nice. Her arms around his neck, her smile only getting bigger with each thrust that he was giving her, he felt amazing. "You feel so good inside me" She said and her eyes never let him go. As his did the same with her, it was nice to be wanted and to be loved. Loved and wanted for all the right reasons, it was more then enough.
 
Micheal couldn't keep himself from stealing glances at the way her incredible, young breasts bounced and jiggled each time he bumped her back against the wall of the confessional. Most of the time, however, he spent enjoying her beaming smile. Her pale cheeks were flushed with desire, and the mixture of peaceful relief and wanton need was not anything he had prior experience with. He found it simply made him more and more aroused.

He realized they were making quite a bit of noise, but there was never anyone in the church at this hour, besides, people sometimes became quite...distraught during confession. He could feel her pushing back against him just a little now, as she became, perhaps, more accustomed to the novel sensations. Given how long it had been for him, they were quite novel to him to, but it all felt so natural. How could it have been denied to him all these years? His lust addled brain wondered.

His emotions were a heady brew of lust and love but they drove him inexorably onward, especially now that she had given him permission to have his way with her. The lustful part of him wanted her, just to please himself, as she was surely doing, to hammer her back against the wall harder and harder until they were both spent. The loving part...remembered the incredible joy of releasing his seed into the woman he loved. There had been another such woman, but she had been gone, along with the rest of his family. Now there was Eden and...he wanted that again.

His body responded to its own urges, as well as the wishes of his mind and he began to pump more forcefully. "Oh Eden, your body is incredible!" He enthused as he slammed her hard against the wall now, over and over. He began to pant with exertion and he felt a sheen of sweat building over his body as their lovemaking became more energetic.
 
Eden had no idea what got into either of them, but she had wanted to be with him for so long. It was amazing how love could unlock so much. Things you had never dealt with before, but all in all everything was as it should be. She did not care what people thought of the relationship, though its not like anyone she knew would even know. Since everyone she knew were dead, but right now that did not matter to her. She was thinking of everyone in her life that had been at one point or another.

But knew that she was safe with Riley and knew all to well how much he loved her. Lust and Love went hand in hand, both lusting and loving each other. She enjoyed what he was doing to her, she did not know what would come of this but did not care. They both needed this, but her insides began to throb as she felt a sensation she had never felt before. He pinned her against the wall as she moaned his first name. Her heart was beating pretty fast, as her eyes closed and felt every inch.

"Oh Yes" She groaned loudly feeling as he was thrusting into her harder and even faster, her breasts bouncing as his hips shook her whole body. When she opened up her eyes she smiled, stroking his cheek. Her legs wrapped around his waist and knew that what ever happened this was meant to have happened. Her pants could be heard easily since they were close to each other. But because she was enjoying herself, getting even wetter for him as he took her over and over again.

"Harder...please" She panted
 
Micheal had never realized everything that he had been missing all these years. He now felt an incredible sensation of oneness with Eden, their bodies so tightly intertwined. He could only barely believe the vista stretched out before him. Eden's body, so young and nubile one moment pressed tightly against his own, the next spread out against the wall, nipples erect. Her melodious soprano calling out his name, moaning in ecstasy, begging for him to go...harder?

He could fell his balls now tingling, aching, wanting to release his seed deep within his lover and make her the mother of his children. Is that not how god intended such activities to end? He had scarcely contemplated the consequences, it just seemed right. Though they had never known it, they love on another, shouldn't that be enough?

Still, there was a warring desire, the desire to make this moment of their coupling last forever. He knew it would not be their last, though he wasn't sure how Eden would react after it was all over, it was impossible that they should be apart. He would not be able to stand it, and he knew that now. And yet, this time was special, it should last. Though female climax played no role in the procreative process, which the church taught was the primary aim of intercourse, he yet longed for Eden to enjoy and treasure this moment as much as he did.

Obedient to her plea, he began to thrust harder still. He held her entire weight in his palms, cupped around her cheeks and her legs clung to him in a way that he just hours ago would have found obscene, but now found to be wonderful. Their bodies were now slick with sweat and he felt their mingled sweat and her lubrication running down the inside of his legs. Their coupling made rapid, echoing thuds against the wood paneling as the through all his might into their lovemaking. "Eden," he gasped, kissing her deeply because he had nothing else to day, hoping that he could somehow transmit all his wild thoughts and feelings to her in that single word.
 
Eden did not know how much more of this she could take, her body a little sore but honestly did not hurt her. She knew every woman was different when it came to losing your virginity, and she had more mind over matter then anything. She was enjoying every little thing, how he thrust into her made her feel so wanted and loved. She had a feeling this was not going to be it, she wanted so much more out of life. All in all everything was really nice, closing her eyes as everything just seemed right.

Thinking about the future made her wonder what was going to happen, now all she could do was wait and enjoy what was going to happen here. Her heart was pounding and did not know what would happen if people found out about this. She just hoped to god that everything would turn out okay in the end. She did not want him in trouble, but the more she thought of the future the louder she became. Groaning rather loudly as everything just seemed so right, and so perfect right now.

Panting loudly as she moved her head back feeling him going into her harder, he seemed surprised. Probably because of what people thought, all women hurt like crazy when it was there first time. But Eden felt strength in losing herself and it was rather nice to be able to feel each moment, but then she felt his lips to hers. Moaning into the kiss as she held her arms around his neck groaning and kissing. She loved him more then anything and would take this to her grave, even if she did become pregnant.

She would not let anyone find out, but she felt her insides clenching onto him and cried out even more. Everything seemed rather still for her, her heart was pounding like crazy. She cried out in the kiss and her heart was about to explode. Her insides gripped onto him and she cried even more allowing her first orgasm to take her over the edge and back. Feeling something she had never felt before. She was amazed by what he could do to her, pulling away as she gasped and groaned slowly.

"Oh Micheal" She whispered looking into his eyes "I love you" She said honestly. "Would it be bad if I told you that I am hoping to become pregnant?" She asked being honest in wanting a child with him.
 
Micheal felt her suddenly stiffen as he kissed her. Her delicious thighs tightened around him and he felt the rhythm of her deepen. Then he felt her insides clench down on him, her muscles formed a tight, rippling band right around the base of his member where it felt the best. He felt a surge of masculine pride as he realized the extent of the pleasure he was giving her, and that it was her first time. Beyond that, he was genuinely glad to know that he had made her first experience memorable in a good way.

She pulled back from their kiss as he felt her coming down from her orgasm, she had a content but slightly glazed expression on her face as she spilled forth her innermost desires. After all they had shared their bodies in that way, it felt right that they should know each other's hearts. "I have to say, that its not something I've given much thought before today, Eden, but I realize that I do love you and with all my heart I would like to give you something that would give you such joy. So let us not restrain the thing which god has created."

He had paused his thrusting while she had her orgasm since she had been tickling his sweet spot with her insides anyway. He had continued to hold still while they talked briefly, and his stimulation had backed away a little from the brink of orgasm. Now, however, he felt a surge of blood flowing to his member once more as he made up his mind at last, he had already made Eden his lover, now perhaps she would become the mother of his child as well.

"For you Eden my love," he gasped as he began to pump vigorously in her once more, driving himself inexorably toward climax. He locked his eyes with her, wanting to see all of her expression as they completed their union. His whole world narrowed until it was only Eden, her body, the sensation of her insides on his member. "Oh Eden, its the best thing I've ever felt," he sighed to her as he felt himself pass the point of no return. He began thrusting wildly, feeling his balls tighten up. Time seemed to stop as he felt his seed begin to surge through his insides. He wondered if it felt as wonderful for Eden as it did for him.
 
Eden felt what true bliss was with him she was able to see so much, and he helped her to see the world in different colors. When her parents died she only saw black and white, there was no gray in between at all. It made everything that much harder for her, but here she was with a man who knew what loss was. And perhaps that was what made them so good together, she just did not care what gold would think. She was always told things happen for a reason, and had to think that there was a reason to this.

Her stormy eyes looking at him as she felt him moving into her, her insides not giving up to well and right now everything was as it should be. Her panting had turned into a relaxing breath, she was beyond happy and thinking of a million things she just did not know what was to come. Sometimes she wished that she could see the future even if just for a moment. Or to be able to ask god a question, since she knew what it would be. If things truly did happen for a greater reason no one understood yet.

But as he pumped into her she groaned happily, and heard what he said. Eden smiled at Riley and had to agree with him, she stroked his cheek as she felt him going even harder and faster into her young body. She did not care how old he was, did not care he was a priest. But what she cared about was the man beyond the white collar. So many people thought that priests had a simple life, everything paid for. To be with a church who gave you the world if the priest wanted it no matter what.

But she felt him explode inside of her, she moaned smiling very happily as she felt him release inside her body. And it was warm and felt a bit strange, but it was something she had wanted for so long. Amazing how a body could do this to someone, stroking his cheek as she looked into those kind eyes she grew to fall for. Sighing softly as she just allowed herself to relax, and right now things were calm. Her heart beat was relaxed and had no idea what he felt, and hoped much more would happen here.

"That...was wonderful"
 
Father Riley felt the advancing stream reach the tip of his manhood. His who body stiffened and shuddered as he made one last thrust deep inside her as far as he could go, driven more by reflex than thought. He began to spurt forcefully with in her, burst after burst. An incredible sensation of joy and peace washed over him as he stared into her welcoming eyes, completing their union at last.

It was an odd experience for a man who had kept his body and his mind under rigid control for decades, to have that part of his body acting completely outside his own volition, he couldn't have stopped it if he'd wanted to. Perhaps it might have been also symbolic of a part of his mind which had been unleashed at last, free to pursue his desires and loves in a way which had never before been possible.

He smiled dumbly at her as he came down from the incredible high of his climax, still meeting her gaze. She continued to return his look with a kind smile. The strength began to drain from his muscles as the incredible exertion of the last half an hour, had it been that long, took its toll on his highly trained, but no longer young muscles. His member had begun to soften with in her as well as his orgasm completed.

He was still almost entirely supporting her weight with his arms and by pressing her against the wall, slowly he began to gently lower her to the floor, being forced to pull out of her as he did so, he felt a void inside as their coupling was broken. He seated himself next to her, wrapping both arms around her still gloriously nude torso and kissed her gently on the cheek. "Are you well Eden my love?"
 
Edens breath was no longer pants but more relaxed then anything, it was an action between two people that was meant to be. Even her heart was more relaxed, she smiled a little bit enjoying the thought of what he did to her and what she did to him. He always seemed so controlled and wondered what finally broke him down, though people would say what he did was a sin. In her heart she knew better.

She felt when he lowered her on the ground, she stood up on her own two legs. And smiled very contently, she felt his arms around her and closed her eyes enjoying the contact with him. Father Riley was everything to her, it was like two kindred spirits were doing what they had been wanting to do for so long. But no one dare utter or even think of such pleasures in life, her stormy eyes a pure blue now enjoying him. She felt him kiss her cheek and she heard what he asked her and she smiled.

"Very much so"

Eden was so free and happy to be herself, she stroked his cheek and kissed him lovingly on the lips. Something she hoped she would get better at, she held him close to her and looked into his eyes. "This was meant to be, I know the history of the church, Priests use to be able to get married and have children. But the Vatican church in Rome did not like it because when the priest died everything he owned would go to the family instead of the church. Even greed struts around among priests" She smiled.

"I love you and I have wanted to be with you for so long"
 
Father Riley listened to her offer her justifications. He didn't know what he thought about things...spiritually at least. His heart said that this was right and his doctrine said it was wrong and as the euphoria of their intercourse faded to a dull but pleasant contentedness, he realized that he still had a lot of thinking to do. Her points certainly had merit, but in the end, it was that last sentence about loving him that mattered most of all.

"I...I'm honored to love you Eden," he groped for words to express his feelings. "I'm not sure how, or when we can meet again, but we must! For now though, it might be best if we got dressed, I'd hate to think what would happen if someone else, or Father Bob decided to drop by just now." He gave her a wry grin and started gathering up his scattered clothes. Even now he got a little thrill of excitement as he encountered Eden's undergarments, flung hastily about the confessional. If time weren't an issue...

He finished dressing and pulled Eden in for another long kiss. "I'll see you again soon," he promised as he finished straightening his clerical collar.
 
Eden perhaps talked to much but right now she was just happy to be with him, and hoped he would never regret the choice to be together. She did not want him to choose between the church and her, she would never expect him to do that. But right now everything just seemed nice, he did make a point however. She grabbed her things and got dressed, making sure nothing was left so that no one ever found out about this. She looked at Riley and knew that he would come to her that much she knew.

When he pulled her in for a long kiss she returned the kiss, it was amazing how he could make her feel so happy. She nodded to him and stroked his cheek "I love you" she whispered in his ear and she headed out first. Making sure no one saw and of course no one was around, she headed home for the night thinking about what they had done. In the back of her mind hoping for results for what they had done. But right now nothing would be pushed, she cuddled up on her couch to enjoy a book to finish out the night.

She was content.
 
Several Days Later...

To say that the events of that evening weighed heavily on Father Riley would have been something of an understatement. He didn't regret what he had done, he still believed that he loved Eden, in fact, he could hardly wait to see her again and yet...

He still wrestled with the doctrinal aspect of what he had done. On any sane level it was unjustifiable, but his heart told him it was right. He struggled mightily as he prepared his sermon for mass, it being his turn to speak. Then there was taking confession. Needless to say the confessional had taken on a new, and rather different association for him. A layperson would have been shocked to realize how often parishoners of both genders used that opportunity to confess activities of a sexual nature, which only pushed his thoughts harder in a most distracting direction.

Finally there was Eden, and the new aspect of his body that she had helped him unlock. She visited him in his dreams, always nude, always inviting. So far he had managed but it had been days now. Micheal sat at his desk wrestling with all this and contemplating whether he needed to return to a long forgotten method for relieving such temptations when he heard a knock at his office door. He removed his wandering hand to a more appropriate place on his desk, "Come in."

Portly and bald, Father Bob bustled into Micheal's office. "You seem troubled Micheal," he offered with a serious look replacing his usual jovial smile.

"Its just there is so much work to complete what with Amy gone these six months and more." It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.

"The archdiocese has promised us another sister."

"Time and past time," Micheal frowned, wondering how long it would take them to dig up an ever more scarce nun to run their treasury.

Father Bob suppressed a grin at Micheal's grouchy tone, "Good things come to those who wait," he said glibly, "unless you had another idea Micheal."

"I was thinking perhaps we might hire one of the parishoners. We would have to supervise them, of course," he interjected immediately as Bob frowned at the thought of trusting their money to someone not ordained, "but they might help with the bookkeeping at least."

Father Bob scratched his stubbly chin thoughtfully, "did you have someone in mind?"

"As a matter of fact..."

Ten minutes later Bob headed off with Eden's number in hand, better that it be done this way...just to be safe.
 
Eden had not seen Micheal for a few days hoping everything was okay, sure he had a job to do but still. Perhaps it had been wrong to make love to him, she prayed about it off and on. Wanting a sign from god that everything would be okay, right now it was to the point where she was desperate but right now she just tried to focus on other things. Her heart was beating quickly thinking about the man, he was special that much she did know for a fact. But right now it was to the point things grew different.

She had been working on a piece for church, she had been asked to sing a song for Sunday and was trying to come up with a good song. She was picky with the lyrics and perhaps that was a fault of her. But right now she was just rather content with how things were going, sometimes life could be just that simple. To love who you love without condemning you, that was how she looked at what she did with Micheal. She regretting nothing and hoped that in the long run he did not feel bad either.

Eden had been working on the song for a few days, ever since last Sunday actually. She had four more days to fix it up. She wanted to be sure it was the kind of song that would be good to sing, since really music was a way to express who and what you are. Music is a language everyone in the world knew, music had no language. Music never judged people like human nature did, every day she saw the good and bad of humanity. Looking at the piano she had no idea what kind of lyrics to put on it.

She had the melody to it done that was half the battle, but the other half of that battle was the lyrics. Since her music communicated with peoples hearts, it was how music should have been. Before her parents died music was her life, and she wanted to do everything right in gods eyes. But right now she was at a cross roads. She needed to step away for a bit, and grabbing her phone she began to go for a nice simple run. Something she did to help her come up with creative things.

At first she actually did not hear her phone even with it on full blast, that was the kind of person she was. Sometimes she would get so caught up that she would miss simple things, but it made her snap out of it. She shook her head a little bit and took her cell phone out of her pocket, she looked at her caller I.D and noticed it was the church's number. She swallowed hard hoping he had not been found out. She cleared her throat and cracked her neck, taking a deep breath then letting it out quickly.

She opened up her phone and put it up to her ear "Hello?" Eden said softly. She wondered if it had been Father Riley, but she would not take such a chance. Hence why she just said hello, it was simple, not rude and to the point. It was nice actually to be able to see some things, but right now it just did not matter to much. By that time she was at the park which was across the street from the church, sitting on the bench she sat back. Hoping that everything was okay, and she waited.
 
"Hello, may I speak to Eden Wolf please?"

"Hi, Ms. Wolf, this is Father Robert Gregor from St. Mary's, could I have a moment of your time?"

"Well, to get straight to the point, the church is looking for someone to help with bookkeeping for the treasury. I've heard that you might be looking for work. The position doesn't pay much, but it would sure be a great help to us, and its only for a couple of hours a day."
 
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