Oh, dear God... She's so pretty!

She stopped speaking as I moved my hands softly up her thighs, only uttering soft moans, and she bunched up the sheets in her fists as if she was trying to contain her true desires.

Soon my nethers were on fire from seeing her in so exposed a position, so ready to be caressed and asking for it. I gently turned her around, so her luscious ass was inches from my hands. I then proceeded to gently but firmly massage her buttcheeks as more moans escaped her lips. My mind was playing dirty games on me...

Layla: Let us not be timid, Sister Helen. God made us both women and therefore we both know each other's bodies. There is no one else more appropriate to ensure our mutual well-being. I could put my healing hands over every inch of your body and you will soon see how God heals all your afflictions!

I said in an unintended provocative voice.

I have to admit it took me by surprise when she, by her own volition, pulled up her habit beyond her hips, inviting me to further partake of that God-sculpted ass. I rubbed my thighs together, feeling the wetness between them as my dear sister invited me to feel my skin against hers. I glided a hand in between her legs, and with my other hand I moved my skirts to the side so I could touch myself. My lower lips were sopping wet, engorged and ready for action. I'd never thought I would feel this way about another woman, especially sister Helen.

My curiosity had gotten the better of me and I asked myself... It's not a sin if I just take a peek, right?

I pushed her legs apart to get a better view of her intimate part. Meanwhile, my busy fingers desperately rubbed my wet pussy, trying to obtain some relief. She turned around to give me a better view of her while she smiled.

Helen: Thank you so much, Sister. I feel great now. I really hope we can continue studying the Bible together one of these days...

Layla: Yes, I....

Helen: We should hurry up. Mother and Father will be giving the Christmas Eve mass in a few minutes and we don't want to be late. Do we?

She stood up, fixed her clothes and exited the room quickly. I took a deep breath, thinking that maybe it was for the best. I could've done something which I would've regretted in the end.

I waited five minutes to let my body cool down before I went out of the room. Despite, I kept asking myself... What was this flame of desire suddenly taking over my flesh and thoughts with such rage? I thought I was following the path God intended for me. Was He putting me to a test somehow?