Forgive Me Father

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”

“How long has it been since your last confession?” the priest asked.

“It’s been, one week father, “I replied “I’ve done something terrible father, I seduced a married man. My teacher, father.”

“Go on child.” he said

“I’ve always been attracted to him, he’s been my teacher since my freshman year, I’d never really considered acting on it until after my eighteenth birthday, and then I knew it wouldn’t be illegal if I did anything with him.” I told the priest.

“And when did you finally act on these desires?” The priest seemed to get more interested in my confession.

“Last night, I stayed after school to get a little tutoring, although I didn’t really need it. I just wanted to be alone with him.”

“Tell me what happened dear.” The priest was really interested in my confession now.

My confessions had always been short and sweet but not this time, he was asking a lot of questions and they didn’t normally do that. It was weird but by the tone of his voice it sounded almost as if he was getting turned on by all of this. “I wonder what it would be like to do it with a priest” I thought to myself. No, no way, he’s a holy kinda guy, he would never, and I shouldn’t be thinking such thoughts in a church. Before I could let my mind slip away with these dirty thoughts, I continued with my confession.

“Well, I stayed after school. He was going to tutor me in math, I didn’t need it but I wanted to be alone with him. I hadn’t intended on anything happening, it just did. Not that I wasn’t happy with it. Sorry, anyways, he tutored me for a couple of hours, almost to the point of frustration because I kept pretending like I didn’t understand. Finally I gave in and told him that I understood. It was already dark by the time our session was over. I grabbed my things and stood outside to collect my thoughts for a moment.” I explained.

“My teacher pulled up in his car to where I was standing. He asked if I wanted a ride home. He said it was too late for me to walk and he’d hate to see anything happen to me. I agreed, I mean why wouldn’t I, the man that I had been fantasizing about for years just asked me to get into his car.