Kayla had spent the day decorating the church office for Christmas. She wasn’t through, but it was time to go home. Just as she was ready to leave, Pastor Greg came out of his office.  He explained Jeff Williams, the loan officer from their bank, had just called and made an appointment for 10:30 in the morning to discuss the funds to build a new sanctuary. Wanting to make a good impression, he asked her to wear a dress rather than the slacks she usually wore.

The alarm was set for 7:00 am, but twenty-two-year-old Kayla hit snooze, hoping to drift back into the dream that had her dry-humping her bed because she was so close to an orgasm.  Unfortunately, she found herself wide awake with her body sweaty and her shorts soaked.

Getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom and stripped off her drenched clothes. She started the water in the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. She ran her hands over her body, thinking about how the dream felt so real. Her breasts were aching, and her waxed pussy was screaming for attention. She wished she could remember that dream.

Suddenly, Kayla’s backup alarm went off. She sighed and climbed into the shower. The warm water felt invigorating but as her hands moved down her body the frustration became unbearable. she decided to use the shower massage to relieve the tension. The jet from the shower massage spraying on her clit and pussy didn’t take long to bring her to orgasm. The release had her feeling refreshed and ready for the day. 

She picked out a matching set of thong panties and a pushup bra to enhance her small breasts. Kayla wore a blue skirt that came mid-thigh and a white pullover blouse that would show a little cleavage. She didn’t feel it was too sexy for church, but not too conservative either.

Kayla arrived at the church and opened the office. She ensured the conference room trash was empty and everything straightened up. 

When Pastor Greg arrived, he said, “Kayla, I need you to print out the financials along with a list of the regular financial contributors to the church.”

Kayla started printing the information requested. When she finished putting it into folders, she looked at the clock and saw it was 10:10. Since the meeting was supposed to start at 10:30, she started a fresh pot of coffee and made one last survey of the conference room.

The loan officer, Mr. Williams, rang the bell at 10:20. Instead of just buzzing him in, Kayla went to the door, opened it, and said, “Good morning Mr. Williams, it’s good to see you again. Pastor Greg is in the conference room and expecting you. Would you like a cup of coffee?”

Jeff Williams said, “Good morning to you as well, Kayla. Please call me Jeff; I’m sure we’ll be seeing a lot of each other as we work on the financing. And yes, I would love some coffee, cream, and sugar, please.”

He watched the sway of her hips as Kayla showed him to the conference room and as she walked away to prepare his coffee. She placed the cup of coffee on the table and asked, “Is it okay?”

Jeff took a drink and smiled, “Perfect.”

Kayla closed the door when she left the conference room. She decided to finish up the Christmas decorations. Grabbing the step stool out of the workroom and dragging the huge, nearly empty tote that still contained the decorations for the windows, she took out the garland. Kayla realized that she would have to hike up her skirt to climb on the step stool, but the men would be occupied for at least an hour, so she felt it was safe. As she worked, draping garland around the doors and window, her thoughts went back to her dream, and she lost track of time. 

Kayla was startled when she heard the men’s voices. She turned to look in their direction, lost her balance, and fell into the large tote. The problem was she fell bottom first into the tote and was stuck on her back with her legs and arms in the air.  Her skirt, which had been hiked up to her hips, was now at her waist, and her thong was exposed for both the pastor and the banker to see. With her thoughts having been on the dream, her pussy was swollen. She frantically squirmed, trying to turn over and get out of the box, but that just put tension on her thong, and it was now embedded between her labia and rubbing on her clit.

Both men ran over to help Kayla. Being in their 50s, they were trying to be gentlemanly but still reacted to seeing Kayla exposed in such a way.  As he stared, Jeff asked, “Are you ok?”

Kayla was humiliated and started to tear up, “Y-yes, but I’m s-stuck.”

The two men reached for her arms and pulled her to her feet; she quickly pulled her skirt down. Crying, she said, “I’m sorry,” as she ran out of the office.

Jeff shook Pastor Greg’s hand and said, “Well, that was unexpected but also unforgettable. I’ll get back to you with the information you requested. Tell Kayla accidents happen; please don’t be embarrassed; it could happen to anyone.”

Pastor Greg laughed and said, “I’ll tell her, but yeah, not going to help. I look forward to hearing from you.”

Kayla waited until all was quiet and came out to find Pastor Greg still there. Her face flushed again with embarrassment, and she asked, “Is it ok if I go home?”

He said, “Yes, but you don’t have to. You did nothing wrong. We were both just glad you were okay. Jeff said to tell you he looked forward to seeing you next time!” With that, Pastor Greg walked back to his office with a smile on his face.