I am not a church goer, in fact, I’m an atheist, but this new friend of mine is a very sweet girl, but she is a bit religious and she goes to church weekly. She invited me to go and I didn’t want to insult her and say no, she knew I was not a believer and was not imposing her views on me, she wanted it to mainly be for social reasons, so I agreed. I said I likely wouldn’t go again, but I would this one time. So I got dressed up in a fairly conservative dress and she picked me up and we were going to go out to brunch afterwards.
We arrived and listened to the sermon and it was a bit boring, but the people seemed fairly nice. One thing I did notice though, perhaps inappropriately so, was the priest was hot. He wasn’t one of the old, balding ones that was close to death, he was very handsome and the youngest I’d seen. He hadn’t been at the church long and I couldn’t stop having naughty thoughts about the priest, this man that had sworn off sex for life and I was wondering what his cock might look like and how often he must masturbate. I was such a bad girl.
After it was over and we had brunch, I drove back to the church to see if I could find him and I did in his office and I told him I found him very attractive and if he ever wanted to be with a woman, here was my card. I was shameless. He locked the door and said although he was a good priest, he didn’t personally believe celibacy should be a requirement, like minister’s are not expected to be celibate, so he came towards me and we fucked right there in his office. He had a nice cock and I was getting drilled by it with pictures of Jesus looking on from the walls. I felt like such a harlot when I left, but a satisfied one. No clue if I will ever see him again, but boy, was I glad I went to church that Sunday.
