Forgive Me Father, For I Have Sinned

Buffy met with the Mother Superior in her offices t tht thing and she gave her a brief tour of the school ending with the gymnasium and where her office would be located. It was situated off of the gym on one side while the locker rooms were off to the other side. She was given her schedule and left to situate her new office space.

She examined her schedule and saw that she would have free periods for the 1st and 7th ones. She had a 5th grade class for 2nd period, a 4th grade class for 3rd period and two 6th grade classes back to back for 5th and 6th period. 4th period was her lunch break. Perfect, she thought, I like having the beginning and ending periods to do my administrative duties. Granted, she had no papers to grade like other teachers but she did have to fill out progress reports and lesson plans and things of that nature just like any other teacher.

There was one other P.E. teacher, Father Charles and he taught the 1st through 3rd graders. They had the same schedules and each used opposite ends of the gym for their classes as it had been explained to her. He wasn’t in their offices though so she figured he did something else with his first free period.

Buffy’s thoughts drifted from her schedule to the man she….err the priest she just met. Father William, she sighed dreamily. Suddenly a forbidden thought of kissing his full sensuous lips crossed her train of thought and she gasped audibly. She abruptly stood and grabbed her gym bag, face flaming and went to the locker room to splash some cold water on her face. Don’t think about him. Don’t think about kissing him, she told herself over and over, mind in panic.

While she was in the locker room, she took that opportunity to change into the schools uniform gym clothes. She couldn’t very well teach gym in a habite cle clothes consisted of a 2 piece plain grey gym suit, a white t-shirt, white socks and tennis shoes. She had just removed her habit and was standing in her bra and panties reaching up to tie her hair back in a pony tail when she heard a gasp and, “Oh God!”

Buffy spun, hair spilling all around her shoulders as she dropped her arms and looked into the face of Father William who was intently staring at her almost naked flesh with a look of raw hunger. Buffy frantically tried to place her hands at strategic spots to cover her near nakedness, finally grabbing her dress off the bench it lay on and holding it in front of her.

“What are you doing here?” they both finally gasped in unison.
“Me?” they both said again.
“This is the boy’s locker room. I was going to change into my teaching clothes out of my soccer practice ones” he informed her.
“The BOYS locker room? I thought it was the girl’s! Oh, God!” Buffy’s face was beet red from embarrassment.
“That’s the next one over. It says “GIRLS” on the outside” William said.

Buffy had completelysed sed the names in her haste to run into the bathroom after the kissing thoughts about Father William.
“I’m so sorry!” Buffy exclaimed. “Ummm...Father… do you think you could…ummm...turn around?” Buffy stammered.
“What? Oh! Oh, Dear Lord. I’m sorry. I’ll leave. Oh…I…I…BYE” William turned red himself and ran out of the locker room, it finally registering in his brain that he was still standing here talking to a half naked woman.

Buffy hurriedly donned her gym suit and grabbed her habit and left the locker room to go back to her office. Father William was waiting outside; head bowed, almost afraid to look at her.
“I’m done. You can go in now” Buffy managed to get out in a meek little voice.
“Thank you, Sister Buffy. I am terribly sorry about the confusion.” He apologized.
“It was my fault, Father William. I should have been paying more attention.” Buffy replied.
“Well…I…I…better go change, have a class to teach. Goodbye Sister Buffy” he ed aed and walked back into the Boy’s locker room.

Buffy went back to her office and tried to get her rapidly beating heart under control. It was almost time for her first class. She should be thinking about the children and her lesson plan but instead all she could think about was that Father William just saw her almost naked. Her face flamed a new. No man had ever seen on her even half the skin of what he just saw. Buffy felt sudden moisture between her legs and a strange tingly sensatiShe She was mortified. She left her office again and this time made sure she was enterine rie right locker room so she could use the bathroom to clean herself of her desire.

Once she had cleaned herself off she checked herself in the mirror. She felt like it was stamped on her head, “Father William saw me naked and I liked it”. She felt dirty and ashamed. She pushed thoughts of him out of her mind and putting on her resolve face went out to the gym to await her cla
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Father William stood in one of the locker room shower stalls. He scrubbed his body roughly trying to ignore the persistent erection he had since seeing Buffy in her bra and panties. He had masturbated a few times before when he was younger but it had been years. He was a 33 year old grown man now, not an adolescent school boy.

Still, he couldn’t very well go teach English with his pants tenting out now could he? He hesitantly took his cock in his hand and began to tug on it. After a few strokes, the sensation overtook any guilt feelings his conscious was having. He braced himself with one hand on the wall and stroked himself with the other. He closed his eyes and envisioned Buffy. That was all it took for him to spurt warm semen all over his hand. He quickly rinsed himself off. He dried off and dressed.

He left the locker room just after he heard the bell ring and several boys were walking in to change into their gym clothes.
“Hi Father William” they waved at him.
“Hello Scott, John, Mark” he nodded to each of them.
“Did you check out the new gym teacher? Whoa!” one of the 11 year old boys waggled his eyebrows to his other friends.
“That’s Sister Buffy to you and you will respect her!” Father William, having overheard, stopped and turned back to the boys.
They all straightened their backs, “Yes, Father William. Sorry, Father William” they all said in unison.

Buffy ’t s’t see Father William again until 4th period lunch. Apparently he had the same lunch period. She didn’t know whether to be excited or afraid. She got her lunch from the cafeteria and then walked to the more private teachers lounge. Father William was sitting at one of the tables reading the paper and eating a sandwich. Evidently he brown bagged it. She set her tray down on another table across the room from him and sat down.

“You don’t need to sit all the way over there by yourself” Father William had put hiper per down and looked at Buffy.
“Oh…well…You were reading. I didn’t want to bother you” Buffy blushed.
“No bother. I’d love for you to join me.” William smiled.
Buffy got up and carried her lunch tray over to his table and sat down, in the farthest chair away from him.
“Thank you” she said shyly and opened her carton of milk.
“Are we the only staff who have lunch now?” Buffy asked.
“No, Sister Tara and Sister Willow have this period as well. They should be along anytime now. Oh and ycouncounter part, Father Gunn does too but he rarely lunches here. He usually sits outside at the picnic table area.” He answered her.
“Oh. I’ve met them! They live with me. The sisters that is. Not Father Charles. Well of course they live with me. We’re nuns. Nuns live together. We live together. I mean, not you and I but Sister Tara and Sister Willow and I and I’ll shut up now” Buffy babbled turning red.

“So how did everything come this…err I mean go this morning?” William asked tripping over his own words as he recalled his shower session in the morning.
“Very good. Thank you. I had 5th and 4th graders this morning. I have the 6th graders this afternoon. It was a get to know you session more than physical activity for today at least. I did have them do some stretches.” Buffy explained.
“Yes, it’s good to get to know someone before initiating physical activity” William said then blushed himself, realizing how that must sound.
Buffy looked down and paid more attention ttingting her food than was warranted.

Thankfully they were saved by the door opening and the two previously mentioned sisters came through carrying their lunches.
“Sister Buffy!” they both exclaimed as they came over and sat down with her and William.
“Hello Sister Willow, Sister Tara.” Buffy smiled.
“We see you found your way. How did your morning go? Oh, I see you’ve met Father William” Willow said.
“Yes, we met this morning before school, actually.” Buffy replied.
“Before school?” Tara looked perplexed.
“I had my boys out at early soccer practice before first period and poor Sister Buffy got knocked in the head by one of the soccer balls while she was walking by.” William explained.

“Oh my! I’m glad you’re alright. I bet that was a thrilling way to meet!” Willow said.
“Yes, thrilling” Buffy repeated then snuck a peek at William and they both blushed as their eyes met.
“Well, I have to get off….get going! See you tomorrow, Sisters” William walked to the trash bin and threw his lunch sack away and then left the lounge.

“He’s such a nice man.” Sister Tara said. “He gives a wonderful mass too. You’ll see on Wednesday. He does Wednesday evenings and Father Wesley does Sunday mornings.”
“I’m looking forward to it” Buffy responded.

Buffy finished the rest of her day with no incidenceptcept her lingering thoughts of Father William. Her afternoon classes had gone well and she and Father Charles got along well. He was witty and kind. She changed back into her habit at the end of the day, making sure she was in the right locker room before doing so.

She walked home to her living quarters. Once she got into her room, she fell tr knr knees and began praying for guidance. She could not keep her mind off of Father William and she begged God to help her.

Little did she know that several buildings over, Father William knelt in his room as well, praying her same thoughts.

Continued in Chapter 2- Running Into You