Right from the top I want you to understand that my intentions were never anything but good. I never planned, nor even desired what took place to ever happen. It just did.
I had been Rochelle's Youth Pastor for 5 years. She was 13 when I accepted the position at the church. A skinny little girl who hadn't even developed much physically yet. Boy how times had changed, but I'll talk more about that later. I had walked she and her family through a lot over the years. Her moms affair and then divorce from her dad, the marriage to the man she had the affair with, the death of 3 of her 4 grandparents, the suicide of her best friend... Lets just say, the years had been rough on the now 18 year old. This was the summer before her Senior year in High School. She was 18 going into her Senior year, because she took the divorce of her parents so hard that she was held back in the 8th grade. I had a very close relationship with Rochelle, her younger sister Emily and her mother, but the relationship was completely wholesome. Until a couple months ago. What happened was unplanned, but incredibly amazing.
It all started on a hot summer day in the middle of July. I had taken all the Seniors on the annual lake front camp out. Tubing, water-skiing, jet skiing... all sorts of activities around the lake. When it came to water-skiing, I was the designated teacher. Having been raised near a lake, I was a good water-skier and had never failed in getting new skiers up and gliding across the surface. Rochelle and I were waist deep in the water. In front of us was the boat with a driver and 3 other Senior boys. She was wearing a yellow bikini with one of those wrap around float belts instead of a life vest. She had the rope in her hands, was leaning back in my arms, knees bent to her chest, tips up...once she nodded her head to me, I gave the thumbs up. The boat shot forward and started to lift her out of the water, then it happened, she went face first into the water. I was at her side quickly, all of the sudden, we both, along with the boys in the boat noticed, she had lost her top.
Terrified, she turned away from the boys and to me and put her arms around me so none of the boys would see her breasts. I quickly sent the boat away to save her any further embarrassment. She stayed in my arms for at least a couple minutes more, just crying. Finally I assured her none of the boys could have seen anything as she had turned to me so quickly. Then, we decided to look for her top. It was no where to be found. I had a radio on the shore and radioed Mike, who was driving the boat and told him to stay away for as long as he could and radio me back before he returned. Rochelle was shook up and needed some time to calm down.
We walked back to the campsite, luckily it was empty as the rest of the girls had gone to town to shop, they were not due back until supper that night. As we walked back, Rochelle was upset and wanted me to put my arm around her the whole time. I just couldn't stop looking down at her breasts. I don't think she realized I was looking, her mind was still tied in knots. As I said earlier, I was very close to her family. When we arrived and went into the cabin where she was staying, she turned to me, again in tears and put her arms around my waist. I just held her, trying to comfort her. I didn't mean to, but the feel of her breasts against my chest was a little too much for me to handle. I began to get very hard. I honestly didn't know what to do, I didn't think I should push her away, at the same time, I also new that since I was wearing only swim trunks, it would be impossible to hide my growing erection. I just continued to hold her and tried to think of something else.