The Day I Decided To Commit Sin – The End
I stood there, mixed with millions of feelings, fixing my eyes with the guy I was about to commit sin with.
I must confess, Fidel is ok, he wasn’t looking bad.
He is even better in real life than in picture.
I was still lost of the courage to do what I came to do.
Fidel who couldn’t wait to have me, drew me inside and started kissing me.
His breath wasn’t fresh, the odour was hard enough to turn me off, but my mind was fixed on the images I already have of him and the crazy things I planned doing with him. So I forced my mouth off from his, and allowed him concentrate on other areas.
From our flirty chats, he was always romantic, killing and spoiling me with words I was eager to hear.
My husband is the gentle type, and Fidel, the crazy and rough type.
I can guess it was that rough part that drew me to him.
After he drew me inside, roughly but romantically, he started doing those things he said he would do to me.
Fidel was good and crazy.
My people. I did it. I committed the sin.
And here’s the main reason I’m confessing this sin.
My conscience has never left me since then.
I did it, I enjoyed that few minutes excitement, but till today, the guilt is still consuming me. I regretted ever doing it.
He was so rough, yea, the whole reason I accepted to meet him, but I abhorred how he manhandled me. Anytime I remembered how he was roughly touching and kissing his smelly mouth all over my body, I will feel like throwing up.
My husband adores my body, and anytime he is making love to me, he will be so gentle, saying that I’m his queen, and needs to be treated with care, so that, I will enjoy every bit of the love making. 🥺🥺
After I went home, in the evening, my husband came home, looking sad. He said, he lost the contract he had been pursuing for a very long time.
He asked me a question that kept piercing my heart, each time I remember it.
He said, “Does it mean you did not pray again? This is my first time of loosing something ever since I got married to you. I never knew they would be awarding that deal to another firm.”
I was drenched all over and I began asking my self, if it was the punishment of what I did.
I went and focused my mind, everything on Fidel and forgot that my husband needed my prayer.
Though, I wouldn’t say, that my lustful act was the reason he lost the contract, but I still haven’t evaded the guilt.
I hated Fidel the moment my husband shared the sad news to me and I blocked him on social media and also his line.
He tried contacting me with another number, and I told him to focus on his wife and never call me again.
This guilt is killing me and I don’t know how to save myself from it.
My husband loves me so much, he adores me and keep granting every of my wish, but what did I do?
I allowed another man, who doesn’t know he should brush his mouth very well before meeting a woman, to touch and insert his thing in me and also enjoy me to his satisfaction.
Oh Lord…….. forgive me…… I have sinned.