At church

Since graduating high school, the church Barry attends had made him the defacto youth leader, meaning every Sunday morning he had to stand in front of the church and present a brief message. That usually consisted of one bible verse and his explanation of what it meant. Afterwards the youth choir would sing a couple of songs and then they would all go back to their seats.

The youth song leader was Sherry, another recent graduate...and the preacher's daughter. Also a girl he had had a crush on since the second grade. While the old saying was that preacher's daughters were always wild and slutty, she must have been the exception. She was a knockout blonde. Although beautiful and seemingly built to be a cock loving slut, she was one of the most buttoned down and conservative people Barry knew. She was always covered and never showed off much skin.

Although he always did his best to ignore her during the youth group's Sunday's music, due to his "problem", this week he found himself staring at her face. She really was beautiful. Her face was almost perfect, and completely free of make-up, except for a faint hint of pink lipstick. He imagined that it tasted like cotton candy and pictured himself tasting it.....

Barry felt a stirring in his pants and looked away and found his grandmother's proud, smiling face in the congregation. Getting a raging boner in front of the entire church would be the most awful thing he could imagine. Grandma was the least sexy thing he could think of in the entire building, so he focused on her. It also helped that the youth group was standing directly under an air conditioner vent and it was quite cold this morning.

Much to his relief, he managed to get through the youth song set without embarrassing himself. His family already thought he was something of a pervert, at least his church family didn't know about that part of his life. Both of his parents, his sister and even his grandmother had all caught him jerking off at some point in his life. He had tried explaining his "condition" to his father, but he was pretty sure he didn't believe him.

After the song, Sherry's father took the pulpit and thanked the kids as they filtered down off the stage. Barry paused to politely let his crush off the stage first, and she smiled at him with her pink lips. Out of reflex he found himself scanning her body. Below her angelic face she wore a white, sequined dress that completely covered her large bust.

Apparently Barry wasn't the only one who had been cold under the AC vent. Sherry's nipples were rock hard and visible even through the sequins.

Shit...he thought as he looked quickly away. Grandma. Grandma. Grandma.

As they started up the center aisle of the church, one of the babies of the youth group ran up to Sherry with her arms reached out. Directly in front of Barry, Sherry bent over and scooped the child up in her arms. In that five or ten seconds life screeched to a halt.

As Sherry bent over, the back side of her dress went up, revealing everything. He could see both ass cheeks and her navy blue panties. His eyes went to the gap between her thighs and the strip of fabric that covered her pussy, where he could see tufts of blonde pubic hair shining against the dark cloth and a covered but visible 1970s sized mound of pubes.

Nobody had seen but Barry, yet that did nothing to stop the rock hard, raging hardon swelling in the front of his khakis.

He rushed down the center aisle and out into the lobby, doing the best he could to cover his crotch with the song book he was carrying. Willing to let people believe he had a diarrhea or some other embarrassing issue, he headed into the men's room to take care of his problem.