The day was warm and hazy, but with enough breeze to make parking under the massive oaks in the park for a quick catnap comfortable. I pulled my skirt up as high as I dared, spread my legs to catch every tickle of cool air between them, leaned back and closed my eyes.
I heard the vehicle pulling up in front of me, but I was dozy, sounds and thought blurred. Then I heard the car door slam and voices. I opened my eyes to see “Faith Ministry” on the back of a van parked directly in front of my car – and several men standing at the curb next to the passenger door, checking me out in all my dishabille. I glanced down to see that the edges of my skirt had fallen even further back to reveal the black lace of my panties. When I looked back up a woman was herding the men away, a look of ferocious censure on her face.
Oh well…it’s not the first time I’ve corrupted the faithful, and probably not the last.
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