Temptation From Within

The sun was hot as a furnace today. I cautiously exited my vehicle and closed the door, thinking about having a cold glass of water. Shielding my eyes from the blazing midday sun, I briskly walked up to the quaint restaurant and entered with a pleasured sigh.I paused for a few seconds for my eyes to become adjusted to the interior lights, and then sauntered to a vacant seat near a huge window. The dwelling was certainly beautiful, with pictures of customers smiling and dining, to several celebratory birthdays and graduation photos.Today, like every Thursday, I waited for my eccentric mother-in-law to arrive for our weekly lunch date. Our meeting location wasn't always the same as previous ones, because my mother-in-law likes to be mysterious.A waitress came and took my order, then swiftly returned with my hot drink. As I tentatively sipped on the tea, a priest walked in with a newspaper under his arm and sat at the empty table across from me. The same waitress immediately brought him a cup of coffee and he thanked her with a warm smile. He was a regular customer, I thought to myself.Slowly, he opened the newspaper and read for a moment, then glanced at me and smiled. He reached for the cup and brought it to his lips, thus sipping from the burning liquid. I then returned the gesture and quickly glanced away, sighing as a childhood memory surfaced.~?~When I was a teenager, my mother enrolled me in a boarding school in Sussex. When I questioned her about her decision, she claimed that it was for the best."The best for whom, Mother?" I demanded, "because from where I'm sitting, all I can see is a woman who is giving her only child away!" I declared with rage, as tears filled my eyes. She studied me with her cold gaze, but she never responded.A wearied, but kind Caucasian woman, calmly took my hand and escorted me to a majestic library, and left me there, while the Head Mistress and my mother discussed my schooling.At the end of their meeting, my mother stepped into the library, şişli escort kissed my forehead, and left. I never saw her again.As the years progressed, I grew resilient. However, I rebelled a lot. On my eighteenth birthday, I was given consent to spend the Christmas holidays with my roommate's family, in Brussels. During my stay with them, I'd lost my virginity to their nineteen-year-old neighbor after I'd attended a pool party and binged on several marijuana brownies.When my roommate and I returned to Sussex, I quickly took off to our counselor's office, Father David, to present him with a book, but he wasn't there. I was then informed by his secretary about his sudden illness. With a heavy heart, I went to my room and unpacked my suitcase. The poor soul would be sorely missed.Usually, on a Thursday, he would perform a special assembly, with the swiftness of a sloth, which always resulted in the students falling asleep, and him making a joke about his lullaby sermon.Father David's alternate was sent in a few days later, to join the school board. I had overheard that the alternate originated from Spain, but came to Sussex to further his education in Modern Science when he was in his late teenage years.On the day of his arrival, I was in the Head Mistress' office; as usual, getting an earful. There was a rapid knock on the office door, and, as she gave a curt order, in walked the devil himself. This gorgeous man was towering, with raven hair. He appeared to be between the ages of twenty-six and twenty-nine years old.He came into the office wearing a black, short-sleeved shirt and matching tailored pants. His shirt stretched across his muscular form, attracting awareness to his toned biceps. His name was Father Mateo Callista, and I remembered that his eyes were of the palest gray. I continued to stare at him, trying to memorize his features, until I heard my name being called.Reluctantly taking my eyes off him, I answered softly, "Yes, Head Mistress?""Excuse mecidiyeköy escort yourself, Amaris, and I will be calling upon you after my meeting.""Yes, Headmistress," I responded and leaped out of her office.As time went by, most of the young women had grown to trust him enough to divulge their school problems as well as home adversities.I, on the other hand, didn't give a flying fuck about confiding anything to anyone. What I was interested in was giving him an erection, as he gave his sermon at assembly.So, in the second month of his visit, I decided on my intentions. I planned the event down to the very letter. As everyone gathered in the hall, I made a late entrance just to be noticed by him.En route to my seat, I glanced at his solemn expression and smirked, then took my usual position, which was facing the podium.Seating me there was the Head Mistress' idea, she claimed that it was to keep an eye on me. As if her pointless stares could stop me from doing what I was about to do!As Father Mateo began his morning prayer, he asked everyone to close their eyes and bow their heads. This included staff as well as the pupils.I did neither. What I did do, was gradually pull the hem of my skirt above my knees, until I knew for certain that he could see between my legs. You see, I wasn't wearing any panties that day, and I knew for certain that he was looking at me in astonishment because I was also staring at him in fascination.~?~I heard someone clearing their throat and I briefly came out of the memory. Glancing up, I noticed a waitress standing at my table, "I'm sorry, but did you say something?""Yes, ma'am. Do you need a refill of tea?""I'd love a refill, thank you," then she proceeded to fill up the cup, and I once again noticed the handsome priest staring at me. Turning away from him, I gazed out of the window and reminisced.~?~When I glanced around, I noticed that everyone had obeyed his request. Rather than heed his command, I slightly opened my legs, seductively lubricated my fingers, and set them on my clit, briskly rubbing the nub until he launched into a coughing fit.Snickering, I cautiously went on with my wicked deed, until I climaxed silently. Closing my legs, I slowly licked my slippery fingers, straightened my uniform, then gazed at his flushed face. Also noticeable was the growth of his erection. Mission accomplished, I thought.When the assembly was over, he walked over to me and declared with outrage, "¿Qué le pasa, señorita López? ¿Quieres que te acompañe a la oficina de la directora? ¿Nunca vuelves a hacer ese acto repugnante? ¿Me entiendes? De lo contrario, habrá una consecuencia inequívoca." "What is wrong with you, Miss Lopez? Do you want me to escort you to the Head Mistress' office? Don't you ever do that disgusting act again? Do you understand me? Otherwise, there'll be unequivocal consequences."I scoffed at his warning and stormed out. For months after that first occurrence, I conspired to tease Father Mateo. And each time, he would either groan lowly or gently grab my arm and whisper, "Estás jugando con fuego, Amaris." Then he'll walk away mumbling to himself. "You're playing with fire, Amaris."However, his warnings never stopped me from my continued mischief.Then on the eve of my graduation, I lay awake, pumped up about tomorrow's events. As usual, my mother never called or shipped me a congratulatory gift. Sighing in frustration, I kicked off the bed sheet and screamed into the pillow. Abruptly, my bedroom door opened, and I assumed that it was my roommate returning from the washroom, but then I remembered that she had left for the weekend and would be returning tomorrow morning.As the intruder entered my gloomy room, I got off the bed cautiously and then stood my ground. When the figure came into focus, I realized that it was the man of the cloth, Father Mateo!Placing a finger to his lips, he tentatively reached out his trembling hands and cupped my warm face. "Me has estado tentando durante meses, Amaris, y ahora estoy aquí para redimir tus proposiciones," he whispered. "You have been tempting me for months, Amaris, and now I'm here to redeem your propositions."