NARIA AND THE CHOIR DIRECTOR
"Toby, did I tell you the choir is getting new robes?" I could tell Naria was excited.
"No, you didn't. I thought they just bought new ones last year. Why again so soon?"
"It wasn't last year, Toby, it was three years ago, right after I began playing for the church."
"Really? It doesn't seem that long. But you don't wear one, do you?"
"That's the thing. Steve wants me to start wearing one, so I'll blend in with the choir."
"When do you get them?" asked Toby.
"They should be here in time for next Sunday. That'll be so strange, wearing a robe. I'm afraid I'll get too hot. You know how I get."
"Tell Steve to put you a fan by the piano."
"Good idea, hon, I'll do that."
That Sunday morning Naria found the choir excitedly trying on their robes. As she walked in she heard lots of ooohing and aaahing.
"Here's yours, Naria." Steve handed her a robe with her name already inside the collar. They had been ordered to size for each choir member and instrumentalists, so hers fit beautifully. She pulled it on, zipped it up, and straightened the stole on her shoulders.
"I feel like a queen," said Naria, and several laughed.
"You look like a queen, Naria!" Steve was always complimenting her, either on her piano playing or her clothes, or her hair. It made her uncomfortable at times, but she didn't make a lot out of it. She never even mentioned it to Toby.
"Steve, I think I'm going to get hot in this thing. Can you put a fan by the piano for me?"
"Good idea, Naria, I'll have one there by service time."
True to his word, Steve had a fan placed by the piano, plugged in and blowing softly on her. Even so, Naria perspired more than usual during the service. She kept reaching for the zipper, but didn't want to draw attention to herself, so she left it as it was.
By the time Naria got back to the choir room to remove her robe, only Steve was there.
"I love the robes, Steve, but it's just too hot for me in there. I gotta do something."
Steve was waiting for this and quickly responded, "I don't blame you, Naria. Mine gets hot, too. You know the robe covers you well, and you don't have to wear all your clothes, don't you?"
Naria turned to look at him. His grin told her what he meant; the rascal was itching to see her without clothes, and she just might let him. But she played innocent.
"I didn't think of that, Steve. Thanks! I'll try that next Sunday."
Steve made sure to be in the choir room early that Sunday. He was anxious to see how Naria would get into her robe without all her clothes. He was disappointed. Naria picked up her robe and went into the ladies restroom across the hall to put it on. She took off her dress but left on her bra and panties.
Naria was going to ask other ladies if they did the same but decided against it. No use letting others in on her plan for Steve. She would get him, but good!
The service went well, and Naria was quite comfortable under her robe this time. She felt naughty, being half naked, and she was getting wet. Steve kept glancing her way, more than usual it seemed. She knew what he was thinking.
After the service, Naria again was the last to change out of her robe, and no one was in the choir room. She took a chance, pulled off her robe and picked up her dress to slip it on.
"Well, how did it go today, Naria?" Naria jumped and looked around. "Were you cooler in the robe?" It seemed Steve appeared out of nowhere, and Naria casually continued dressing.
"Oh, I didn't see you, Steve. Hey, will you zip me up, please?" Naria turned her back to him and Steve obliged.
"So, did it help?"
"It did, really! Thanks for the idea."
"You can use the room next door, if you'd like. It's my office, so no one uses it on Sunday. Help yourself." Steve talked nonchalantly and seemed a bit anxious, but that played right into Naria's plan.
"Oh, that's so kind of you, Steve. I'll do that."
On the way home, Naria told Toby about her conversations with Steve.
"He's got something up his sleeve, Naria. What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to give him what he wants, and more! I'll have some fun with him and let him think it's all his idea." Naria's grin told Toby all he needed to know, and he knew Steve would benefit from it, too.
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Naria got to church early the next Sunday and went right to the choir room. She picked up her robe and went into Steve's office. Closing the door, Naria glanced around, looking for something specific. Sure enough, half hidden between two books on the shelf Naria saw the tiny camera. She didn't let on, but walked around some more, then began disrobing.
Naria had chosen some special underwear for the occasion, pink with tiny flowers. She slowly unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders, holding it around the waist. Then, turning her back to the camera, she dropped the dress to the floor, then bent over at the waist to pick it up. She stayed bent over awhile, folding the dress on the floor before straightening. Then, turning back to the camera, but not looking at in, Naria adjusted the pink flowery bra, pulling it down, then back up. She then smoothed her panties over her ass and caressed her crotch a few times before finally putting on the robe.
By the time Naria sat at the piano her pussy was sopping wet. She wanted so badly to touch herself but couldn't. And she couldn't help but think about Steve's reaction when he saw his video.
Steve seemed almost embarrassed during the service. He seldom looked her way, probably feeling guilty for putting the camera in his office. Naria barely made it through the service. She followed the bulletin, playing at the right time, bowing her head for the prayers, trying to listen to the sermon, but her mind was on her body. It was on fire!
It was all Naria could do to wait for the choir members to leave the choir room before going in. She had to go through that room to get to Steve's office. She finally walked in, shut and locked the door, and yanked her robe off. Naria sat down on a sofa, spread her legs, pulled her panties aside and sank her fingers into her soaking wet pussy. And she grabbed one breast and began squeezing her nipple through the material.
"Aaahhhhh!" Naria knew it wouldn't be long. She jammed three fingers up her hole, and with the other hand twisted her nipple, and she exploded. "Ooohhhhh, God! Yessss! Oh, oh, ooohhhhh, God, yes!" Naria was biting her lip, trying not to be loud, but her moans still sounded like yells. "Yes, yes, yes!" Then, a long sigh, "Aaahhhhhhh." Naria sat for a long time, her fingers still on her throbbing clit and her others lightly pinching her nipples, going back and forth between breasts.
When she stood, Naria wobbled some, then dressed quickly.
"What took you so long?" asked Toby, when she finally got to the car.
"Drive, hon, drive! I need you and we can't do it here in the church parking lot."
Toby sped away from the church and found the first place he could pull into. He barely got the car in park before Naria jumped him, pulling up her dress and pulling aside those pink panties.
"Hurry, Toby! Come on!"
Toby quickly took out his cock, growing by the second, with Naria poised on his lap. Neither noticed the delivery truck next to them.
"Oh my God, Toby. I'm so horny! Fuck me, hurry, fuck meeeee!" At that moment Toby rammed his cock deep into her pussy, his pubic hair mixing with hers.
"Good Lord, you're wet, Naria! What in the world?"
"Shut up, Toby! Just fuck me! We'll talk later." Naria began rapidly bottoming out on Toby's cock, then pulling almost out before slamming herself down on him again. Toby let her do the work since she was so worked up.