An Interview with Sinful Urges

I’m very pleased to have Maria, Juan, and their priest, Father Delgado at Decadent Decisions today. Let me say how much I enjoyed the story. I appreciate the way you shared some of your most intimate moments.

Father Delgado, if I may, I’d like to start with you. My heart goes out to you and well, I was very moved at how you felt listening to this couple. My first question is 

Have you recovered from their confessions?

Has this incident shaken or renewed your faith in God? I ask because at one point it seemed as if you’d totally given up.

Thank you for your concern, my daughter. My faith in God has never wavered, however. My faith in myself, as a priest capable of guiding my flock is what is in question, I fear. I am not deserving of my position in the church. I am seeking God for guidance on a daily basis as I try to decide what to do. Who is really worthy to spread the word of God? I am but a mere man…not worthy at all, and I have the urges and imperfections of a man. 

Vaya con Dios.

For Maria. I must say I was blown away by your directness. Just a couple of questions, Were you happy in your marriage before and what really changed for you?

Why did you feel it necessary to seduce Juan?

I wanted him. I always get what I want. There was nothing wrong with my marriage…but a little variety is a good thing, si? Is fun…and oh, Juan is muy bonito. Something about him just—what do you say in America?—floated my boat. Si, he floated my boat…and I invited him into my home to sink it. (husky laugh)

For Juan, wow. I know you struggled greatly with your feelings for Maria. First question, were you happy in your marriage before?

Overjoyed? No. Comfortable, yes? When we had our little one, my wife began to focus on him. Isn't that normal with marriage and children? I saw Maria and that look in her eyes… I wanted to capture that again, the moment of intense desire, lust, and build up. My wife and I haven't had that in a long time. It's all about our little son. She's a good mother though. I would never say otherwise. 

In light of the decisions you’ve made, would you do anything differently?

I think I acted a bit rashly…for what I did, I did to have Maria, but now I can't have her anyway. I don't dare show my face…

Oh, two more questions, Did you plan to confess at the same time? It seemed once one entered the church, the other would follow.

Maria: We confessed at the same time? Aye Dios Mio! That's crazy talk. I simply went to the only Catholic church in the vicinity.

Juan: Maria, do you go to Father Delgado too? Oh, something else we have in common, mi amor… 

Maria: Juan, there is no hope for us…I can barely stand to be in your presence..

What’s in store for you now?

Juan: For obvious reasons, I am fleeing to Mexico. I hope Maria goes with me. 

Maria: (shrug)  I don't think so, Juan. I don't know… it wouldn't be right. Me? I think I shall seek a new lover after a decent period of time, of course.

Father Delgado: I'm debating whether or not being a priest is the right vocation for me. Am I worthy enough to care for God's children? Perhaps, he will send me a sign…

Well thank you so much for allowing me to interview you today. I know you're eager to leave, but help yourself to the buffet and bar.

 

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Follow the confessions of Juan and Maria as they fall prey to lust at first sight. Can they stop themselves before it's too late, or will they become victims of their own sinful urges?

A new neighbor sends Juan running to confession to rid himself of the lustful thoughts he experiences. Each confession becomes more erotic, more sinful than the last. Can Juan stop himself, or will he give in to the desire that threatens his very faith?

The man across the street causes Maria to question her own morals. When she seeks out a priest for confession, she weaves a tale of exotic kisses and stolen moments. How can Maria find sanctuary in her prayers when her body demands she finds solace in her neighbor's arms?

I sauntered outside, tossing my black mane, relishing in the feel of the setting sun brandishing my skin, wishing I could replace it with hot hands. I grabbed the hose from where it was connected in front of the house and, watching from the corner of my eye, I began running water over my car. Not even five minutes passed and I felt his eyes on me. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to turn and meet his stare.

It only took ten minutes for him to come outside under the pretense of playing catch with his little boy. By this point, I was soaked and knew my nipples were visible through my top. The smack of a ball repeatedly hitting a glove was the only background noise I heard as I grabbed a sponge from the soap bucket and scrubbed the roof of my car. I allowed my shorts to climb higher up my buttocks as my hips swayed with my scrubbing movement. I had a very dirty roof. It required me to reach further and further and my breasts squashed against the car windows. I felt my nipples harden under the cold water, but the rest of me, the lower part of me was burning up.

Still, I refused to turn, refused to allow Juan to see my front.

Thump went the ball into a glove.

I maneuvered around my vehicle at a crawling pace, keeping my back to the street. I bent over my trunk, reaching for a spot I had missed in the first scrubbing, the sponge clutched so tightly in my hand that it ached, much like the rest of my body.

Thump went the ball into a glove.

I finished with that spot and finally turned around, allowing my wet hair to swish and slap my cheek as I braced myself against the trunk, pretending to need my balance on the wet driveway. My eyes were closed, and I tilted my head back to catch the last of the sun's rays on my face, the front end of me dripping wet. The inside of my shorts were even wetter.

Crash went the ball into a car window.

I smiled as I realized I had obtained my goal. Juan was mine...