Yes, she takes it

"Mr. Yawena. I accept the remote position." Alexa said, sounding as business-like as she could muster.

"Miss Johnson..." His voice hung on the phone, as if he was choosing his next words carefully. He had never been a man to wait to think or speak, so the silence made Alexa uneasy. "...I hope you know you made the right decision. I did not want to sway your opinion one way or another, but for your career path, this is the correct choice."

"Thank you Mr. Yawena." Alexa said, looking up from her desk as Carol came in with a pre-dinner snack. Apples with peanut butter, and a glass of chocolate milk. Alexa munched on the snack as the conversation continued.

It took a better part of a hour until their conversation was over. Mostly it was due to paperwork the two reviewed, with Mr. Yawena being a rare example of someone who reads a 100 page long legal document. Squirming in her seat a bit, Alexa reached page 81 with her boss, and felt her bladder protest just a bit.

Page 100 came, and she sighed in relief. The bathroom would soon be there for her.

"So, that is section 1 of the agreement. Section 2 is much shorter, and basically goes over the companies policies on expenses overseas..." Mr. Yawena said as Alexa groaned silently.

Time alone made Alexa lose the fight against her bladder. They were three pages off from finishing, and Alexa squeezed her legs tightly. Pee dribbled into the booster pad, followed by a deluge. Alexa continued speaking normally, trying to act as if nothing had occurred.

"I hope this will not be the end of our partnership Miss Johnson. You may have a new supervisor, but I will always be one phone call away. Remember my most important quote?" He questioned.

"Act as the adult you wished to be treated." Alexa repeated in her soggy diaper. The two exchanged goodbyes, and Alexa sighed in relief. She was ready to be done with work for the day.

Diana had waited to say leave until she could say goodbye to Alexa. Squeezing her in a tight hug, the Amazonian woman made sure to wish her well, and give her a genuine thanks once more about what had happened at the park. Her kids wished said awkward goodbyes, and then it was solely Carol and Alexa in the house.

They reviewed photos of the day over drinks and Chinese food. Carol doubted Alexa's technical abilities for a second, as they had told her you could hook up your phone to the TV, something she had never done.

"Try it now." Alexa smirked, knowing her tech skills would impress. It worked, and photos of the park took over the large movie screen TV. Nature, pictures of birds, Alexa on a rocky section, Alexa's sundress up, displaying her panties, diaper cover, and obvious diaper.

"Um, skip those." Alexa said, face red at her photo being displayed in 4K.

"Goodness, you must just love showing off your diapers or something." Carol teased, glad Alexa had gotten just a bit of karma after talking up her technical abilities.

"Shut up Miss Melons." Alexa said, sticking her tongue out at Carol, who's nightie contrasted well with Alexa's childish nightie.

A photo of the three women popped up, Alexa centre stage. They all smiled, enjoying the warmth of the park. Alexa loved the photo, and asked for a copy of it. Carol sent her the whole batch, including the several dozen shots of her with the sundress turned up.

Alexa laid back, their programming changed from park photos to a movie. Her eyes fluttered a bit, and she felt sleep begin to overtake her. Snapshots appeared in her head. Carol waking her up slightly. Pulling her upstairs. Alexa asking for a glass of juice. Laying in bed. Alexa's bed. Carol leaving the room. A feminine voice.

"Baby, I hope you're doing well..." Carol's hushed voice said, as she giggled. "What are you wearing?"

Alexa's eyes bulged a bit, and she heard Carol obviously begin to have phone sex. Meanwhile, Alexa listened in, feeling her own loins light up a bit. She contemplated stopping herself. It failed.

Her diaper wasn't wet, but the tipsy Alexa made sure that didn't last long. Shakily pulling her phone out, she searched for some material. Rubbing her hand against the warm outside of her diaper, she moaned, biting into her shirt as she brought herself closer....and closer....and closer.....

Carol's voice combined with the picture on the screen, a MILF, to bring Alexa to climax. Shuddering, she cried out a bit, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure. Shutting her eyes, she basked in the moment, both hands silently rubbing the front of her diaper.

"You okay in here?" Carol said, voice sounding genuine with concern.

Alexa looked like a kid who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Her eyes shot down, and she yanked her hand away from her diaper. Carol evidently understood what she was doing, and gave a slight grin.

"I'm all good....Thanks. Nothing going on here." Alexa said, face red with horror.

"Uh huh. Miss Johnson, just what were you doing in your bed before I came in." Carol said, mock strict voice barely stopping her giggle. Her hands on her hip sold the act.

"No-nothing....." Alexa replied.

"Uh huh. Would you be lying to me, Miss Alexa Eve Johnson?" Carol said, her voice sounding strengthen as she walked closer to Alexa. No whisper came from Alexa, merely a look of shame and a head shake.

"Mhm. Why's your phone open to 'MILF Poun...." Carol said, as Alexa shot up and grabbed the phone from Carol's hands before she could finish the title.

"Um, wrong click?" Alexa said, soon beset by Carol's tickling attack on the girl. Struggling to fight back, Alexa gained a bit of an upper hand when she realized Carol was just as ticklish. By the end, both were laughing hard, and Alexa felt just triumphant, as she had stood on her own.

"Phew. Let's get you changed and asleep." Carol said, as Alexa realized she had messed her diaper. When had she done that?

Sleep overtook both women after the change, with Alexa joining Carol in her bed.