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Silco had always considered himself a faithful servant of God. Ordained a priest at age 33, he had been faithfully serving his Holiness for the past 10 years, and had not once had a single lap in judgement. The sisters and volunteers serving his church listened to him without fail, and were always ready to help with whatever he needed. He was loyal to his God, repeating passages from the Bible on the daily in private and in public. He was a strong public speaker, and many people flocked to hear his sermons. He listened to every sinner that crossed his path and wished to be heard, all while never letting their sins taint his own pure body. He was, in his own mind, a perfect servant of God.
That is until, he met Jinx.
Honestly, he should have seen it coming. A sudden invitation to his friend Vander’s house, whom he had not seen in 2 years? And to a Christmas dinner party, nonetheless. Vander knew he usually only attended such things if it was a fundraiser for the church or for charity purposes. But still, his friend had insisted. Told him he’d heard of how stressed work had been making him lately, and that he thought this might help him unwind a bit and take his mind off of things.
And in probably the worst lapse of judgement since the Trojans accepted the Wooden Horse from the Greeks, Silco agreed to come.
The night had been rather cold, the winter wind blowing small bits of snow loose from the rooftops of cars and houses. Several paths of footprints lined the neighborhood; the snowplow having only removed the snow on the streets. On his way in, he had seen a herd of deer cautiously approaching some Christmas decorations someone had set up a few streets down.
Silco had arrived at his friend’s address at exactly 6pm, not a minute earlier, not a minute later. Knocking on the door, he was surprised to see not the face of his friend, but of a young woman opening the door.
“Oh! Father Silco. You’re right on time.” Said the woman, moving aside to let the man in. Silco glanced at the house number to make sure he was indeed at the right address.
“Hey Vander! Your priest friend is here!” the woman called down the hall, “here let me get your coat.”
“…Thank you young miss.” Silco said gratefully, handing the girl his coat. She was very well built. He could tell just glancing at her form, that she must be very into physical fitness. He could see strong arm muscles bulge slightly as she placed his coat on the hanger near the door. Her fuchsia colored hair was also a very interesting style choice. Eyeing the floor, he was surprised to see not one, but 3 different pairs of boots, all of different makes. Did Vander have other guests?
“Ah Father Silco! Good to see you!” Said a familiar voice. Silco looked up to see his old friend Vander walking towards him. Looking him over, Silco was almost convinced that the man had gotten even bigger since they’d last met. But then again, that could just be the warm wool sweater he was wearing. It was of an interesting make. The main body of the sweater was made of tan wool, with the image of a Christmas tree crocheted in the front. But the tree looked…off. Like maybe something had happened during the manufacturing process, and the design hadn’t quite come out as intended. Vander, noticing Silco eying his sweater, just laughed.
“You like it? Vi’s sister made it for me. Super talented with her hands she is.”
“Vi?”
“Oh! I’m sorry where are my manners? Father Silco, this is Violet, or Vi for short.” Gesturing behind him, the woman who’d taken his coat offered a friendly smile.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” said Silco politely, reaching out to shake her hand. “I’m sorry Vander, but I was under the impression that there would be no other guests tonight.”
“Oh come on Silco it’s a Christmas party!” Said Vander, smacking the priest on the back as he led him down the hall. “Vi and her sister are actually good friends of mine. Vi here’s been working a part-time job as a security guard at the college, and just landed a spot on the local police force. And her sister! Her sister is actually a student there, double majoring in Engineering and Chemistry.”
“…Sounds impressive.” Said Silco, still feeling a bit uneasy. “So…how did you two…?”
“Oh! I met Vander late this summer at one of his volunteer gigs.” Said Vi, following the two towards the living room. “My sister and I were going through, well let’s just say we got in a little financial trouble, and Vander helped us get through it.”
“Financial trouble?”
“Yeah. Sis’s scholarship wasn’t going through at the time, so Vander took us in while we sorted things out. Now we’ve just kind of been living here since.” Silco was surprised at that. Vander just randomly decided to invite two young women into his house, and now they are living here full time?
“I, I’m sorry,” said Silco, sounding a little embarrassed. “It’s just, Vander I never took you to be that kind of man.”
“Hey you said it yourself, we should all try to help those in need when we can.” Said Vander, shrugging the whole thing off. “Now come! Let us have some fun tonight. Jinx! How’s the turkey looking?”
“I don’t know Mr. Vander sir. The thing looks like it’s gonna hop right out of the oven and devour us all!” Came a younger woman’s voice from around the corner.
“Jinx I just checked that bird 10 minutes ago and it was almost completely cooked!” The voice just giggled, and Silco could hear the rustling of pots and pans coming from the kitchen.
As they finally rounded the corner and entered the living room, the middle-aged man was surprised by the sheer number of Christmas decorations Vander had in his house. It was madness! Almost every open shelf or surface was covered with an elf, an angel, or a toy Santa. The entire living room was surrounded in holiday-colored bows and ribbons, all wrapped around the pillars and molding of the room. A colorful paper chain was draped around the 12 foot Christmas tree decorated in the very center of the room. Upon closer inspection, it seemed each ornament had been hand painted, much like the ornaments the children would decorate at the yearly Christmas fundraiser. Colorful presents could also be seen poking out from the base of the tree, each also decorated with images of monkeys and other animals. Hanging in the windows; paper snowflakes cut into various designs and sizes. To tie the whole image together, the fireplace mantle seemed to be completely covered in fake snow, with 3 large stockings hanging in front of the roaring fire.
“My sister loves to decorate any place she lives.” Said Vi, seeing Silco’s surprise. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a small dorm room or a 4 bedroom house. And she’s just always loved the holidays, and Christmas one of her favorites.”
“I…I can see that.” Was all Silco could utter. Vi just laughed at his speechlessness before leaning close.
“Word of advice, stay away during Valentine’s Day. Last year she painted her entire dorm room bright pink with red hearts everywhere. I thought her roommate was going to kill her. No idea what’s she’s got planned this year but I can guarantee you she already has a plan.”
“Hey Sis! You talking about me again?” Said the voice from the kitchen again. Looking around, Silco could not see the owner of the voice, but he could absolutely smell the turkey.
“Maybe? Come out and say hello Pow-pow!” Vi responded, pulling out a seat for Silco at the dining room table. Like the living room, the table was adorned with small decorations of reindeer and sleighs, but somehow Vander had managed to wedge 4 sets of plates and cups onto the crowded surface. The priest just took his seat quietly, almost afraid to move in case he accidently sent a decoration crashing to the ground.
“Hey Jinx I think that bird’s done! Pull it out will you and bring it out. We’re all ready to go out here!” Said Vander, taking a seat at the head of the table. Seeing Silco’s slight discomfort Vander just chuckled. “I know this might seem to be a bit much for you, but I thought it might be a good change of pace from your usual comfort zone.”
It’s called a comfort zone for a reason, thought Silco, but he said nothing. He should honestly just be glad his friend invited him over to spend the holidays with him. Usually Silco would spend the winter evenings huddled up in his own house, working on and preparing whatever sermon he had planned for Christmas Mass or New Year’s Eve. It wasn’t particularly exciting, but it had become…routine.
The sound of light footsteps approaching tore him from his thoughts, and he stood up to greet Vander’s final house guest. Feeling his knee bump light into the table at the action, the priest moved to apologize, but all forms of speech seemed to die in his throat as he took in the sight before him.
“Father Silco, this is Jinx, Vi’s younger sister.” Said Vander.
The priest could only reach out his hand politely as he took in the image of the young woman before him. She was simply stunning! Dressed in a pair of tight-fitting winter jeans, a thick, white turtle-neck sweater seemed to encircle most of her thin frame. Two thick blue-dyed braids cascaded down the woman’s back, so long they seemed to almost hit her ankles every time she moved. Her pale skin was smooth, almost completely bare of any scratches or early childhood injuries. Her dark brown colored lipstick caused her full lips to appear darker than the rest of her skin. Fingernails alternating between blue and pink tapped on the side of the turkey platter as she set down the bird. And her eyes! They were the most beautiful shade of blue Silco had ever seen on a person.
This woman, was absolutely breathtaking to look at.
The woman named Jinx seemed to notice his staring, and he looked away quickly, feeling embarrassed at having being caught gawking.
What am I doing I am supposed to be a man of God I am above this I will not be taken in by the looks of some young-
“Well well well.” Said the voice of the young woman, sounding almost as sweet as honey. “Aren’t you the tall glass of water.”
“Now now Jinx calm down,” Said Vander, holing out his hand in a light stopping motion. “This is Father Silco. He’s a priest at the local church downtown.” Silco could’ve been imagining it, but he swore he could see a fire light in the young girls eyes at those words.
“A priest eh? Well, I do love me a challenge.”
Did she HONESTLY just say that OUT LOUD? Silco’s brain was starting to short-circuit.
“Hey Pow-pow you heard Vander, this one is off limits.” Said Vi, giving her sister a warning look. Jinx huffed, folding her arms in front of her like a little girl.
“Now you two play nice.” Said Vander, pulling the attention of the two sisters towards him. “This is supposed to be a fun holiday. Come on Jinx, take your seat over there and let’s dig in!”
“Yes Vander.” Said Jinx finally, uncrossing her arms and taking a seat next to her sister. But she never took her eyes of the priest, not for a single second.
The meal seemed to go by faster than Silco had thought possible. The two girls had dove into the turkey like a pack of ravenous dogs, devouring every piece of flesh on each and every bone.
“Growing up we didn’t always have food in the fridge,” explained Vi, helping herself to another portion of white meat. “So we learned very quickly to eat whenever we could.”
“I’m glad I chose to get the bigger bird then.” Said Vander, filling his glass with another round of wine. “Silco do you want another drink?”
“What? Oh, sure, why not?” Silco was barely paying attention to how much he was drinking exactly. Normally he would cut himself off at 2 drinks, but the unmoving stare of the blue-haired female across the table, it unnerved him.
“So, Father Silco,” said the young woman, leaning closer towards him. “What made you decide to work for the Church?”
“I…I was just…called to join the Church at a young age.” Said Silco, looking the other way. Lord give me strength. “I found the structure it had to be a good source of stability for me in my youth, and just kind of stuck with it.”
“Really? That was your reason for joining the Church?” Said Vander, looking incredulous. “I always thought you’d gotten a handwritten message from God himself or something, what with how devote to His word you seem.”
“Yes well, everyone has their individual reasons for joining. Sorry if mine disappointed you.”
“No no just the opposite!” Said Vander, taking another large gulp of his wine. “I’m glad you found the stability to be a force of good in your life Silco, truly I am. And you seem happy with where you are now, so that’s all that really matters right?”
“I’ll drink to that!” Said Vi, raising her own glass. Jinx raised her glass in mock cheers as well, before downing the whole glass in one swig. Noticing that some wine had escaped her mouth, Silco watched as a light pink tongue slipped from between her parted lips, to catch the running liquid before it stained her sweater.
“I-I need to use the restroom.” Said Silco standing up suddenly. “Vander where…?”
“Oh! Down the hall and to the left.” Said Vander, pointing in the general direction with a turkey wing. “Second door on that side.”
“Thank you.” Silco all but ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. After alleviating his bladder, Silco slashed some cold water on his face, in a vain attempt to calm himself down.
When he would talk to sinners about them cheating on their spouses, many would admit it was due to a moment of weakness. “You just had to see this woman.” Said a man once. “She looked like an absolute goddess! And she was showing interest in me of all people? How could I not?” Hearing this Silco had immediately dismissed the man’s statement. He had seen plenty of women from all over the world in his church travels, and not one of them, had he ever considered goddess level of beauty. Now he knew what the man was talking about. Never before had he come across such a temptation in all of his life. And it terrified him.
“This woman,” he said to himself, looking at his reflection in the mirror. “Is going to be the death of me.”
Taking a deep breath, Silco turned off the water and returned to the dinner party. Next up was the dessert course. All he had to do was make it through that and he would be good. He would be safe. Should be easy enough, right? Making his way back to his seat though, Silco realized that that might be much harder than he had anticipated.
“Hey Silco! Can you grab the whip cream? Vi’s bringing out the pies we got chocolate cream and pumpkin so take whichever you want.”
“I…is it just me, or did the table settings change a bit?” Said the priest, looking at the table. It seemed as if the table settings had shifted a bit. Vander and Vi still were seated at the head and left of the head of the table respectively, but it looked as if Jinx’s placemat had shifted to the right. Across the table. Next to his space.
“Well we had to change the sitting up a bit silly.” Said Jinx’s voice from behind, startling him. “The dessert course is coming up next, so we had to clear the table of all the plates.”
“T-That makes sense, but weren’t you…?”
“Father what are you talking about you’ve been sitting next to Jinx all night right Vander?” Said Vi, looking over at his friend.
“That’s right Silco. You sure you’re feeling ok? Do you need to lie down?”
“No, no I’m fine. Thank you for your concern though.” Said Silco, taking his seat again. He knew he wasn’t wrong. Jinx had definitely changed table sides because he could still see the faint monkey scribble she had accidentally drawn on the table cloth across the way during dinner.
“So Father Silco what will it be? Pumpkin or Chocolate?” Said Vi, gesturing to the pies.
“Pumpkin thank you.” Said Silco, trying to ignore Jinx’s gaze out of the corner of his eye. The girl was looking at him with such intensity, the priest almost felt like he was under a spotlight. To her, it seemed he was like an intricate puzzle box, and she seemed determined to open it by the end of the night.
“You know,” said Jinx, placing her hand on his thigh and leaning towards him. “You are totally my type. Something about older men, really do something for me.”
Isn’t ANYONE noticing this inappropriate behavior?!? Silco wanted to scream, but instead he kept silent, trying to politely swipe the hand on his leg away. He was a priest gosh darn it! He should be able to handle any temptation the Devil sends his way without so much as a bat of an eye. This woman was clearly one of those temptations, and he would NOT fail this God-given test.
“Hey Silco you alright there buddy?” Said Vander from his spot at the head of the table. “You’re looking a little red.”
“I can assure you that I am perfectly fine.” Said Silco quickly, placing the last piece of pie in his mouth. There! He was done! Now all he had to do was find an appropriate time to leave and-
“Hey Father you got something stuck to your face.” Said Jinx, her eyes narrowing in a way that sent shivers down the priest’s spine. Before he even had a chance to respond, Jinx had crawled her way into his lap, sitting directly on top of him and grabbing at his face. With a pink-painted fingernail, the girl delicately reached up to wipe away a stray piece of whip cream at the corner of his mouth. Silco felt his pants start to tighten as he saw the girl then place the cream-covered finger in her own mouth, all the while not breaking eye contact.
“Hey Sis get off the priest will you it looks like you’re hurting him.” Jinx only seemed to grin like a Cheshire cat, before jumping out of the man’s lap as quickly as she’d jumped into it. “Sorry about my sister Father Silco. She’s always been one to love physical contact. And she sometimes forgets that other people have boundaries.”
“Sorry Father.” Said Jinx, pretending to look apologetic, but her eyes told a much different story.
“I…I think I should get going now.” Said Silco, getting up from his seat. “Thank you for inviting me over for dinner Vander I-” suddenly, the world seemed to start spinning. Grabbing the edge for stability, Silco was barely able to stop himself from crashing to the ground. Looking up the table decorations suddenly seemed to be tilted slightly. They now all seemed to be leaning a little to the left, and yet, they did not fall over. Did Jinx glue them to the table or something?
“Woah Silco you ok there buddy?” Said Vander, rushing over to his friend’s side. “I was wondering if you’d drank too much.”
“Nonsense I only had a couple of drinks.” Said Silco, trying to stand but still feeling a bit wobbly on his feet. He heard is friend snort.
“Silco, call me crazy, but I think most people would consider seven very full glasses of wine more than just a couple of drinks.” Seven!? Had he really drank that much? Silco tried to rewind his memory, to try and remember how many times Vander or Vi had offered him a drink, but he couldn’t come up with a number.
“Hey Father if you aren’t feeling good maybe you should go lie down in the guest room for a while. Let all that wine work its way through.”
“That’s a great idea Vi.” Said Vander, turning to look at his friend. “You can even stay the night if you need to.”
“No, no I don’t think I’ll need that,” Silco responded, placing his hand to his head. He was now starting to feel the effects of the alcohol kick in. “But I think I will take you up on that offer to lay down for a bit.”
“Sounds like a plan. Vi go put some sheets on the spare bed while I help Silco to the room.” The fuchsia-haired woman nodded, rushing off down the hallway off the living room.
“You know,” Said Silco, head still spinning. “If you saw I was drinking too much, you should’ve cut me off.”
“I would’ve if I’d known you were such a lightweight.”
“I am not a lightweight. I enjoy a glass or two of bourbon every now and again.”
“Yeah, a glass or two. That’s a lot less than seven Silco. God now I feel terrible.”
“Don’t.” The priest responded, stopping for a moment to clear his head. “I should’ve been paying more attention as well. I’m sorry to inconvenience you like this.”
“Don’t even worry about it Silco.” The pair had finally made their way down the hallway. Looking in the spare bedroom Silco could see it was pretty average. A small dresser with a round mirror sat in the far corner of the room. Next to it was a door Silco assumed led to a small bathroom. The single circular light hanging from the ceiling cast faint shadows across the room. A twin-sized bed was pressed up against the wall, the window above showing a view of the outside world. It had started to snow again, the delicate white flakes beginning to erase the footprints he had made in the driveway on his way up to the house.
“Now, take all the time you need Silco.” Said Vander, helping the man to the bed. “If you need anything, just give a holler. I’ll see if Vi can whip up some of her hangover cure.”
“Thank you Vander,” Said Silco, his head still spinning.
“I’ll come and check on you in a bit?” The priest could only mumble a quiet ‘Mm-hmm’ before he heard the door shut behind his friend.
Finally alone, Silco allowed himself to take a big sigh. First the girl, and now the wine. Fine party this was turning out to be.
Covering his eyes with his forearm, the middle-aged man tried to center himself. It had been literal decades since he had drank this much. He really should’ve known better. He knew his limits better than anyone. But that girl…!
Groaning, Silco felt his pants start to tighten again at the thought of the young woman named Jinx. She was unlike any person he had ever met. Beautiful, headstrong, and apparently incredibly smart, if that double major was anything to go by. He had barely spent more than a few hours in her company and he could tell that she wasn’t the kind of woman to let adversity stand in her way. If she wanted something, she would get it, one way or another.
He didn’t hear the bedroom door open and shut again before it was too late.
“So Father,” Said a familiar female voice from above him. “How’s the hangover treating you?”
“Jinx!” Shouted the priest, sitting upright on the bed. “What are you doing in here?”
“Well, I was coming in to deliver some of Vi’s patented hangover cure,” said the girl, placing a cup full of green fluid on the dresser next to her. “But I can see you might help in other areas as well.” Silco followed her line of sight, and was horrified to see that a slight tent visible in his pants.
“You know,” Said Jinx, taking a seat at the foot of the bed and leaning closer to the older man. “I meant what I said about you being my type. And if this reaction is anything to go by, I’d wager my favorite wrench that I’m your type as well.”
“…I don’t have the slightest idea what you’re talking about.” Said Silco, crossing his legs to hide his embarrassment. The girl gave an exasperated sigh, sitting back on her heels.
“Look, I saw the look you gave me when Vander introduced us. Honestly I thought you were going to try to take me then and there. Not that I would’ve minded of course. Having an audience could be fun~.” Silco felt his whole face break out in what he could only guess was the reddest blush his face had ever mustered. Had his attraction really been that obvious?
The girl continued. “I have to admit teasing you all night was quite the treat for me. Wasn’t quite sure how a Church stiff like yourself would respond and you certainly didn’t disappoint. When I climbed in your lap-”
“That is enough!” The volume of his voice shocked both of them. Jinx just looked at him, eyes surprised, her mouth slightly open.
“This is not a game you want to be playing with me, girl.” Said Silco in a low tone. Oh God he hoped he sounded intimidating. If he let this little escapade go any further…
Jinx only seemed to laugh at that, her whole body seeming to lean into the action. “Oh come on Father is that the best you can do while you’re drunk? You need to loosen up a bit, live a little you know? Ugh no wonder Vander said you needed a release.” And WHAT exactly did she mean by THAT?!
“I am serious girl.” Silco continued, ignoring the heat rising to his face again. “I am a man of God, and refuse to be a toy to use for your own amusement.”
“Who said anything about my own amusement?” Said Jinx, looking down at his crotch again. The tent in his dress pants seemed to be getting bigger. “I think you are the one in need of a little amusement.” Before the priest could even come up with a good response, a searing flash of pleasure seemed to race up his spine. The girl had reached down with her left hand, and was now cupping his bulge.
“Like that do you, Mr. Priest sir?” Said Jinx, her voice sly. Silco wanted to stop her, tell her this was inappropriate and that he had to leave, but for some reason, the words would not come to him. Was it the wine? It definitely had to be the wine. He swore that should he survive this night, he would never allow alcohol to touch his lips again.
“I’m going to take your silence as a yes.” Silco could only cover his eyes with his arm as he felt the young woman reach into his trousers and pull out his now incredibly obvious hard-on.
“Oh wow. Honest I didn’t know what to expect exactly but damn!” The heat in his face only seemed to intensify at her commentary.
“So, dear Father of the great Church in town,” Said Jinx, her lips leaning over the head of his erection. “Do I have permission to help this poor man in need?” For a moment, Silco’s mind seemed to snap back to its old self. The girl is giving you an out! The logical part of his brain screamed at him Take it!
But something dark had seemed to settle into his sluggish body over the last few minutes. Just that one touch from her hand had caused fireworks to appear behind his eyes. He had never felt anything quite like it before. It was maddening. Addicting. And he wanted more.
Deep down, there was a part of him that was afraid of this. Afraid of her. Because he knew that once he went down this path, he would never again be able to return to the man he once was. Pure. Holy. Untainted.
But then again, said the dark voice in his mind. You were already doomed to this the moment you set eyes on this girl.
“Do it.” Silco gritted through his teeth, and then he was lost.
The sheer warmth of Jinx’s mouth was almost enough to send him over the edge. She took him in slowly, agonizingly slowly, beginning with his head and stopping part way down, before hollowing out her cheeks, and dragging her lips back up again. Silco inhaled sharply, his hands balling into fists in the sheets at the motion. God that movement felt absolutely heavenly. Sensing his enjoyment, Jinx moved down on him again, this time taking him in a little further. Reaching up with her other hand, she began to massage his base as she began a steady rhythm. Silco could only watch with hooded eyes as more and more of his cock disappeared past her lips. Every once in a while, she would release him, and instead lick intricate designs along the bottom of his cock. He hissed loudly when she flicked her tongue against his frenulum.
“Jinx!” the priest groaned, the fists in the sheets tightening their grip. Jinx laughed, the air from her mouth blowing across his wet cock and causing him to shutter.
“You know,” She said, placing a hand on his. “You don’t have to restrain yourself.” Grabbing his hand, Jinx led it to the base of her head, encouraging him to weave his thin fingers through the loose strands that had fallen out of her braid, before going down on him again. When she felt the grip on her hair tighten he felt her moan, the vibrations on his dick causing his head to snap back.
“Oh dear God!” Silco could barely contain himself. It took every ounce of control he had not to start ramming himself into that sinfully warm mouth. Every time she moved around him, it felt like paradise. The fire pooling in his stomach seemed to be growing by the second, each pass of her lips bringing him closer and closer to the edge of something. She seemed to really enjoy his hold on her hair. Well, two could play at that game. Using his other hand, he wound his wrist around one of her long braids and pulled. Jinx released her mouth from his dick and let out the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
“See?” Said Jinx, her eyes lidded as she looked up at him from the base of the bed. “I knew you would figure out what to do.” And with one swift movement, she swallowed him whole.
“Oh FUCK!” Ok, this was definitely going to be his undoing. As the head of his dick rammed against the back of her throat, he could feel his orgasm approaching.
I should warn her he thought, trying to pull her head away from his crotch. But she would not budge. If anything, she seemed to intensify her efforts; her movements on his cock increasing in speed and urgency.
“Jinx!” He growled, trying to make a coherent sentence. “Jinx I’m-” He didn’t get a chance to finish that sentence before a violent orgasm shot through him, cutting off most of his higher brain functions. She had just swallowed around his cock, while using her left hand to gently roll one of his balls. He felt his seed shoot down her throat, his back arching like a cat, before finally collapsing on the bed, his breath feeing ragged. The younger woman popped her mouth off of him, a dribble of cum seeming to slip past her lips.
“Wow. Less than 3 minutes. Gotta say that’s almost a record for me.” She said, using her thumb to push the stray white liquid back into her mouth. Silco said nothing, still trying to catch his breath. “I’m curious, how long has it been since someone went down on you, old man?”
“T-That is none of your business.” He managed to stutter, feeling his blush returning. In truth, it had been over 20 years since he’d seen any action, but that was in part due to his job. Priests were supposed to remain celibate, and for most of the time, he found this rule fairly easy to follow. But then again, he had never come across a woman like Jinx.
“So, Father Silco.” Said Jinx, sitting up on her knees. “How long do you think you’ll need before you’re ready for round two?” Round Two?!? As if to answer his confusion, he saw the young woman stand up. Reaching on either side of herself, Jinx slowly pulled the thick white sweater over her head, before reaching down to pull down her skin tight pants as well. Silco felt his mouth go dry as he took in her almost nude form. He didn’t think it was possible for someone as beautiful as her could get even more enticing, but gosh darn it, she had.
The sweater had been hiding an entire sleeve of cloud shaped tattoos; cascading all the way from her right shoulder all the way down her ribcage and ending at her hip. A single, solitary cloud could be seen peeking out from the white lacy bra she had on. An odd choice, he thought, looking at her small chest. Not that he was complaining. If anything, the sight of her small, petite chest seemed to invigorate him. And then there was her lower portion. Unlike her bra, her underwear was a pale blue color, almost seeming to match her eyes. Looking down, Silco could see the unmistakable dark spot that had started to form in between her legs.
Seeing him eye her Jinx smiled, twisting in front of him to show herself off.
“Like what you see?” Silco found himself blushing again. Jinx grinned, reaching in her undergarments and beginning to touch herself in front of him.
“If you can’t get it up again that’s fine, but if you don’t mind I’m going to continue.” As she said this, the young woman removed the hand in her underwear and brought it up to her lips, placing her moist finger in her mouth.
She’s tasting herself. Silco felt the blood rushing towards his groin again. Never before had he been turned on again so quickly. Seeing this was getting the reaction she wanted, Jinx continued to play with herself, hands slipping under her bra to tweak at the small buds underneath. The older priest could only watch in fascination as the dark spot in her underwear grew with each of her ministrations.
After a few more minutes of watching her pleasure herself, Silco found that he had managed to get back to full hardness. Noticing the transformation, Jinx let loose another Cheshire grin, before reaching down at removing her stained underwear. Sitting down on the end of the bed, she spread herself wide with her finger, showing herself in her entirety to the priest.
“Let’s see what you can do, Father.” She said coyly, motioning him over with a finger. Silco moved so fast he actually surprised himself. Groaning, he grabbed the end of one of her braids and puller her close, allowing her to fall on top of him. Grabbing her hips, he rolled his hard-on along the inside of her thigh, causing her to shiver with anticipation.
Celibacy celibacy celibacy! The logical part of his brain tried to scream at him, but he completely ignored it. He had never come across a woman quite like Jinx, and he wanted her. He wanted her so bad it almost hurt.
Reaching behind her, Silco pulled off the last garment she had on and took one of her pale nipples into his mouth. Jinx seemed to moan at that, rolling her hips into his again. He could feel her hands start to wander under his shirt and up his torso.
“Take this off, please.” Said Jinx, sounding a bit breathless. She said it so sweetly, how could he possibly resist? Once removed, Silco grabbed hold of a braid again.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, sounding a bit hesitant. “I don’t have any protection.” Jinx snorted.
“As if I expected a celibate priest to carry a condom with him. Luckily for you, I got an implant a few years back. When you’re a college student, it’s a good idea to always be prepared.” Silco groaned as he felt the girl line himself up with her entrance.
“I’m warning you, I might not be very good at this. It’s been over two decades since-” Silco’s words were cut off as Jinx wrapped her legs around his waist, and pulled him into her. Both of them groaned in unison at the sudden contact.
“I. Don’t. Care.” Jinx panted, her grip on his hips tightening. “Just fuck me already.”
Silco sent up a quick prayer for forgiveness, before granting her wish. Dear GOD she was wet! Silco found he was able to pull almost completely out, before slamming back in with almost no resistance whatsoever. And each time he did, he could feel the young girl above him moan in pleasure. Reaching down, Jinx grabbed the back of his head, pulling his lips into a passionate kiss. He could still taste the remnants of himself in her mouth. Snarling, Silco moved his head down slightly to take her other nipple into his mouth, rolling so he was on top all the while continuing his hip movements.
Jinx was starting to tremble beneath him with all his ministrations. Grunting, Silco began trying different angles. He was trying to find her sweet spot. He remembered with his last partner that when he tilted his hips just right…
“Oh god YES Father!” Moaned Jinx, now starting to move her own hips in time with his. Her back was completely arched off the bed, her face flushed a beautiful hue of pink. Reaching between them, Jinx started to rub furiously at her clit, her own hand movements getting more and more erratic as Silco increased his speed.
“Right there Father please don’t stop I’m so close!”
“I’m close too, child.” He managed to groan out. He could feel her walls starting to tighten around him. When he felt her nails scrape down his back, the coil in his stomach finally sprung, and he released himself deep inside her. This seemed to be the trigger his partner’s body was waiting for. At the feeling of being filled, the girl below him screamed, her walls constricting around him so tightly it was almost painful. Suddenly feeling spent, Silco collapsed on top of the girl, his heart raising and blood pounding in his ears.
Had he really just done that? He thought, trying to get his breathing under control. Had he really just broken one of the main rules of being a priest? All because of the looks of one girl?!
“That…” panted the girl below him, her own breathing struggling to get under control. “Was one of the better experiences I have had recently.”
“…Huff…huff…I highly doubt that.” Said Silco, feeling himself begin to soften inside of her. Carefully, he pulled himself free of the warm heat, and groaned when he saw some of his seed spill out of her. Rolling onto his side, he could feel just how tight of a fit the bed was for the two of them.
“Oh don’t be so hard on yourself old man.” Said Jinx, turning to look at him. “You did great for your first time in what did you say? 20 years?”
“22 to be exact.” Jinx whistled in a low tone.
“Damn seriously? And how old are you now?”
“…43.”
“43?!” Said Jinx, sounding shocked. At this, Silco felt a twinge of worry settle in him. Oh no. Here it comes. She sees how old I really am and is going to regret this.
“So you’re on the younger side on my spectrum then.” Silco’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He was considered young to her?
“Honestly, with the way you performed back there, I’m surprised you haven’t boned someone since your early 20s.”
“Priests are supposed to remain celibate.” Said Silco in a low tone. Jinx snorted.
“Yeah I know but there’s got to be some exceptions to that rule right?”
“No, not really.” Great, now his own guilt was starting to set in.
“Right, just keep telling yourself that Father.” She said, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. They sat in silence for a few moments, before Jinx opened her mouth again.
“So…you planning to stay the night?” Silco chuckled, looking up at the ceiling.
“Unfortunately I believe I have drank too much alcohol to get behind the wheel of a car safely, so yes, it looks like that is going to have to be the case.” Jinx giggled, pulling him into a side embrace.
“You know,” she said slyly, her fingernail tracing intricate patterns on his chest. “If you ever feel like you need another ‘release’ from your work,” Jinx sat up and reached into the pocket of her discarded jeans. Rejoining him, she pressed a thin piece of paper to his hand. “You can always give me a ring.” Looking down at the 10 digits scrawled in alternating blue and pink number, Silco let out a content sigh, before grabbing the paper with his other hand.
“I will keep that in mind.”
-_-_-_-_-
On the other side of the door, a ways down the hall, Vander took a deep drag from his pipe.
“Sounds like things went well on their end.” Said Vi, placing a cup of hot coco down beside him. Vander chuckled, the action causing small puffs of smoke to rise out of the round opening.
“Sounds like Silco really did need some relaxation time.” Vi just smiled, taking a seat on the couch.
“Honestly I’m surprised the two of them made it through dinner.” She said, taking a sip of her own coco. Vander sighed as he looked down the hallway.
“Are you sure you are still ok with this Vi?” He said suddenly. “Setting up your sister with someone much older. I can’t help but feel like maybe you’ll regret this later.”
“Oh please.” Said Vi, rolling her eyes. “Powder is old enough to make her own decisions. If she didn’t want to go through with something there would literally be nothing we could do to change her mind.”
“That’s true.”
“Plus it was my idea in the first place, so don’t feel too bad. As soon as that friend of yours sent us his picture, I knew Pow-pow wouldn’t be able to resist.”
“I only showed you that picture so you could help me find someone to get him laid.”
“And I did didn’t I?” Said Vi, taking another sip of her drink. “Think this little “escapade” will be enough to remove the stick out of his ass for a while?”
“Well, we’ll have to see what they say about it tomorrow.”
“Speaking of which, you gonna call her?”
“Oh. Right.” Said Vander, pulling out his phone. “That’s probably a good idea.” Scrolling through his contacts Vander found the name he was looking for and tapped it. The line rang a few times before it was answered by a gruff sounding woman.
“So?” The voice asked, sounding slightly irritated.
“Based on the sounds Vi and I heard, I’d say that the mission was a success.” Vander heard the woman at the end of the line take a deep breath, before letting it out slowly.
“Thank you for doing this Vander.” The man could almost smell the tobacco from the woman’s cigarette on his side of the phone. “The Father was becoming so insufferable lately. The sisters and volunteers here thank you for your help with this.” Vander just chuckled again, before taking another drag of his own tobacco.
“No problem Sister Sevika.”