Page 53 of Sin With Me

“Do you need me to do anything?”

“It would help if you could stay at base, wait for them to return, and mark down each student. Or just be there if they’re fumbling with their equipment.”

I saw her cheeks turn pink as she caught onto her words a few seconds toolate.

“I can definitely do that. Will they be venturing behind the cabins in the forest?” I asked, feeling my brow rise, watching her face with more interest. The beautiful shade on her cheeks intensified to a full rose bloom. and I felt a sudden rush through my veins. Was she thinking about last night? And why did I want her to? Why was I trying to influenceher?

“Well, a little, but not too far. We wouldn’t want them to getlost.”

“I have some good news for you, then. The maintenance guys said that the washrooms will be fixed and we’ll have running water by the evening.”

“That’s wonderful because some of these teens sweat like… well, animals.”

“It’s all right to say pigs, because they do sweat likepigs.”

She chuckled. “I for one can’t wait for a nice shower later on. It’s a wonder how humans survived without running water.”

“There are always rivers, lakes, and streams,” I suggested.

In fact, there was a wide stream just west of the camp, about a five-minute walk. With the heat wave they were forecasting for the remaining two days on the retreat, a swim in a river would definitely feel refreshing.

“I guess you’re right. May as well use what God gave us, right?”

She had no clue that at her words, my mind drifted in a more intimate direction. With a body like hers, it would have been a sin not to imagine it being used for what it was intended to do; and at this moment, I wanted to believe that she had been created only for me, to use as I pleased. She was created to sin with me. Except I couldn’t.

“Right.” The limits of my self-control were being tested as the tightness in my pants became more uncomfortable.

Kate set her fork aside and finished her coffee. “I’m not trying to be rude, but I have to drag Lola out of bed. She was talking all night about…” she paused, and I wondered what she wanted to say. “…girl things.”

Girl things. What did that evenmean?

“She’s having trouble forgetting someone.”

“Oh, well, don’t let me keep you, then.”

“I’ll see you later, Father.”

A little dejected, I watched her walk away and decided that I was definitely much happier aroundKate.

I finished my breakfast and returned to my room to check my messages. There were none, which meant that I was doing my job right. It meant that I could stay at this parish until I found where Cortez had moved to. I was so close, I could feelit.

You find Cortez and you’ll find the woman. I recalled my brother’s words.

The morning of geocaching passed smoothly. Maybe I should have expected that from tech-savvy teenagers. My bigger issue would be fulfilling my role as a respectable priest around Kate. When I’d agreed to be assigned to this parish, I hadn’t expected this beautiful woman to be filling every spare second of my thoughts. I hadn’t expected to find anyone this captivating.

Once the students had caught all their treasures, we had lunch, followed by an hour of quiet time. Taking the peaceful opportunity, I grabbed my towel and headed out into the woods. The small creek nearby had been calling my name through every scorching second of this heat wave, and the black thick clothing I was wearing didn’t help with the sweat factor. If I waited until the evening for the bathrooms, I was afraid I’d attract a few skunks from the woods.

Moments later I was staring at a peaceful creek. I removed my shoes and clothes, folded them at the shore, and walked in waist-deep before submerging. The heat washed off my body in an instant. I lay back on the surface and let the stream carry me a few feet, and then swam back to my spot. It felt like barely any time had passed since I’d been living a carefree life. One where women were plentiful and my balls never got a chance tofill.

The good olddays.

I swam to the other side of the shore and then back, when I heard a splash. I turned toward the sound, but no one was there, and so I swam forward, down the stream and around the curve, where I saw her. I stopped and stood in the middle as Kate swam with her back turned to me. I could have called out to her, but watching her move around so flawlessly was much more rewarding. She stood up, water dripping down her bare back right over the upper curve of her pear-shaped ass, and I realized that like me, she was naked. I didn’t dare move and run the risk of her hearing me. Watching drops cascade down her body was a much better option. The water pushed against her lower back, just above the crease of her ass. God, was she ever gorgeous and perfect!

When she turned around, all I could do was watch her. I stared at her perfect silhouette as she twisted, imagined my hands on her hips pulling her closer, my mouth on her skin tasting her flavors, and my body fully pressed against hers, learning to blend with her curves. My imagination was running amok, and my dick swelled withlust.

Our gazes finally connected. Her mouth opened slightly as she scanned me from the bottom up and back down again. Though I was waist-deep, it didn’t stop her from taking an inhalation of appreciation. After what seemed like forever, yet not long enough, her hands flew up to her perfect breasts where her pink nipples had peaked, coveringthem.

“Father! I’m so sorry,” she called out, then submerged down to her neck. “I didn’t think anyone else would behere.”

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