Sunday after the Wednesday evening of "Deeper, deeper, inside, inside", in fact it was Sunday, December 5th, 2004, Belle and I were caught kissing in the copier room.
Belle and I intended to be naughty that day. We each had our own ideas of what and where. I thought that we would both go down the elevator together. It's only two stories, so it is a short trip, but it is private. Well not so private, we would still have to be quiet as voices carry in the elevator shaft.
Belle had other ideas. Her idea won out. I was easily led. There is an adjoining office to the chu_rch, and it was available to us. She led me to the break room. We kissed. We kissed deeply and passionately. She was wearing a nice arousing outfit with a furry kind of jacket top. It was kind of slutty, really, so lolita, if I may say. She knew how her outfit looked. She wore it for me.
I had to see her breasts. I had not see any of her delicate parts. They were always under cover. I stepped back and pulled her top down enough to expose her right breast. She gasped, you're so excited. I fondled her breast. She was excited too. She had more sense than I, though, and quickly covered up again. I had seen her breast. I was thrilled. We kissed, again, deeply, in a warm embrace.
We composed ourselves. She said, 'you have lipstick on you.' 'I do?' 'Yes', and she wiped it off of my lips.
We went back to the sanc_tuary (a meeting room, really). We sat in the front row on the right side. Her family usually sits on the right side in the second row. We were so bold, sitting together.
We held hands. I remember so well, holding hands. The warmth of our hands flowed between us. We were so warm, hot even, just from holding hands. There was an energy charge between us. I shall always remember that.
It was Commu_nion Sunday (the first Sunday of every month). We took commu_nion together. We held hands throughout the service. I was so happy.
After the service, I think her mom asked me to make a copy of something. Now, I actually don't remember who asked me, or what was to be copied. I went to the office and, of course, Belle went with me. I started the copier. We hugged and embraced and talked. I made copies. We were embracing and kissing. The door opens and in walks Belle's mother and another woman. I was facing the door with Belle in my arms. I know that we just looked like we were hugging. But, I know that our reactions gave us away and it probably was very obvious that more was going on. Although, our heads were probably face to face rather than side to side in a hug.
The other woman quickly retreated. I barely saw who, and didn't quite recognize who it was. I found out for sure later. Belle's mom covered for us with the other woman and gave the excuse that we were close friends and were hugging. Belle told her mom, we were just hugging. Fooling no one, of course.
Belle and I didn't have contact until later that evening on chat. We were both scared, very scared that day. Belle said her parents we talking (arguing?) all day, but she hadn't talked to them and hadn't said anything. We both knew that she and I and her parents needed to talk. It had already been planned for me to come over the coming Friday. But, after this blow-up, I was anxious to deal with this sooner, if need be. It was a very stressful and scary week, waiting to find out what her parents reaction was to our relationship. Belle reported to me that it went back and forth that week between her father being okay with it and her mom not being okay with it, and then vice versa.
Perhaps a recap would be good right now, in case you're new to my story. Our passion began three days before Belle's seventeenth birthday, when Belle started kissing me, and Her parents fostered our relationship. I am member of the pr1est_hood. Less than two months later, I was asked to surrender my pr1est_hood card. Belle broke up with me, and it was finally over one Sunday this January.
This first Sunday in December was the beginning of the end.
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Belle and I intended to be naughty that day. We each had our own ideas of what and where. I thought that we would both go down the elevator together. It's only two stories, so it is a short trip, but it is private. Well not so private, we would still have to be quiet as voices carry in the elevator shaft.
Belle had other ideas. Her idea won out. I was easily led. There is an adjoining office to the chu_rch, and it was available to us. She led me to the break room. We kissed. We kissed deeply and passionately. She was wearing a nice arousing outfit with a furry kind of jacket top. It was kind of slutty, really, so lolita, if I may say. She knew how her outfit looked. She wore it for me.
I had to see her breasts. I had not see any of her delicate parts. They were always under cover. I stepped back and pulled her top down enough to expose her right breast. She gasped, you're so excited. I fondled her breast. She was excited too. She had more sense than I, though, and quickly covered up again. I had seen her breast. I was thrilled. We kissed, again, deeply, in a warm embrace.
We composed ourselves. She said, 'you have lipstick on you.' 'I do?' 'Yes', and she wiped it off of my lips.
We went back to the sanc_tuary (a meeting room, really). We sat in the front row on the right side. Her family usually sits on the right side in the second row. We were so bold, sitting together.
We held hands. I remember so well, holding hands. The warmth of our hands flowed between us. We were so warm, hot even, just from holding hands. There was an energy charge between us. I shall always remember that.
It was Commu_nion Sunday (the first Sunday of every month). We took commu_nion together. We held hands throughout the service. I was so happy.
After the service, I think her mom asked me to make a copy of something. Now, I actually don't remember who asked me, or what was to be copied. I went to the office and, of course, Belle went with me. I started the copier. We hugged and embraced and talked. I made copies. We were embracing and kissing. The door opens and in walks Belle's mother and another woman. I was facing the door with Belle in my arms. I know that we just looked like we were hugging. But, I know that our reactions gave us away and it probably was very obvious that more was going on. Although, our heads were probably face to face rather than side to side in a hug.
The other woman quickly retreated. I barely saw who, and didn't quite recognize who it was. I found out for sure later. Belle's mom covered for us with the other woman and gave the excuse that we were close friends and were hugging. Belle told her mom, we were just hugging. Fooling no one, of course.
Belle and I didn't have contact until later that evening on chat. We were both scared, very scared that day. Belle said her parents we talking (arguing?) all day, but she hadn't talked to them and hadn't said anything. We both knew that she and I and her parents needed to talk. It had already been planned for me to come over the coming Friday. But, after this blow-up, I was anxious to deal with this sooner, if need be. It was a very stressful and scary week, waiting to find out what her parents reaction was to our relationship. Belle reported to me that it went back and forth that week between her father being okay with it and her mom not being okay with it, and then vice versa.
Perhaps a recap would be good right now, in case you're new to my story. Our passion began three days before Belle's seventeenth birthday, when Belle started kissing me, and Her parents fostered our relationship. I am member of the pr1est_hood. Less than two months later, I was asked to surrender my pr1est_hood card. Belle broke up with me, and it was finally over one Sunday this January.
This first Sunday in December was the beginning of the end.
PS: Please excuse the underscores in some words. I am dodging religious keywords from being indexed on this post. Otherwise, some innocent person researching some religious matter might inadvertently be directed here.
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