Barely held together

With a small yelp, Mackenzie turned as the bathroom door opened. From the back, she looked decent. From the front was a different story. With one hand held towards Alex to help him, her other hand clutched at her clothing in front of her stomach. Her tank top had slipped down her shoulders to hang below her breasts, and her shirt was completely open, held together by the same hand that clutched her pants up in a bunch around her stomach. Glancing down, the open shirt revealed the inner curve of her breasts, and she kept her back turned as Alex put an arm around her shoulders again, her heart fluttering in nervousness as she hoped he wouldn't see her exposure. Alex held several pillows, a sheet set, and a big blanket under his left arm as he leaned on Mackenzie, his own movements seemingly nervous at their closeness...

"Thanks, Mackenzie... Sorry for the trouble..."

Mackenzie turned her head towards Alex's, a short distance away, smiling nervously. She caught a whiff of his breath as she did, smelling the distinct strong mint of mouthwash. Had he just used that? What was he expecting... And what did his lips taste like right now...? Mackenzie's eyes widened at that thought. And now that she had it, she was staring at his lips, imagining being pressed up against his. And with a lurch in her stomach, she realized she was pouting her lips forward, and Alex's eyes were staring at her lips...

As they stared at each other, inches away, Alex took a step too hard on his ankle and disaster struck. His leg slipped, and he fell forward. The bedding fell to the ground in front of him, and he fell forward onto it, grabbing at the only thing he could: Mackenzie's shirt. Mackenzie let out a yelp as everything happened. As Alex fell, he dragged the collar back, and the open shirt fell off her shoulders, pinning her arms to her sides. As Alex fell, pulling her clothing with him, she quickly found herself topless, grabbing at her clothes with one hand as the other hand, freed from her clothes entirely, raised across her breasts, covering her nipples and controlling her breasts but leaving the curve of her side and breasts exposed. With her other hand, she was only able to grab the strap of her tank top, pulling it tight against her ass, the fabric stopping just barely above the top of her ass and leaving her exposed from the waist up, the sudden exposure and self consciousness causing her to curve her back and stick her ass out slightly, her eyes cast down coyly at Alex on the ground as he looked up at her almost worshipfully, his face blazing at his mistake but unable to even look away...