She starts the washer

After contemplating my options for a few minutes while looking down andleaning against the machine (which was exposing my toned ass to the three individuals also in there with me), I decided since my clothes were trapped in there then I should at least start to load so that when I get help to open the door I can just transfer the wet clothes to a dryer. I reach down into my bag and exposed my bare ass and pussy lips to the three people in the room, completely lost in my thoughts of how to deal with this huge problem. I sway my butt from side to side as I hum one of my favorite songs to myself as I pick out the quarters from the bottom of the bag. I didn’t hear the squishing my pussy was making as each sway would could a very little sound to escape, which indicated my unaware excitement. I grab the six quarters and insert them into the coin slot, which forces me to have to reach up again and flex my ass cheeks once more for the onlookers. I select my soap and bend down one last time to collect my empty laundry bag.

I ball it up and shove it under my arm. I notice that the three chairs in the room are occupied by the others that are waiting for their load and they appear to be staring at me. I give them a courteous smile. “I can’t believe I chose the one washing machine that was out of order,” I tell them trying to lighten my situation. I am unaware that my jacket is wide open and I am flashing my bare tits and pussy slit once more to them. The two young men are adjusting their raging boners and the older woman just smiles kindly while trying to gesture to my open jacket. I take her gesture as a “that’s ok sweetie. It happens to the best of us.”

Now that my clothes are washing I should probably go find someone to help me get my clothes out once they are done. I notice the time is gonna be an hour so I open the door and head out to find someone to help me with my situation. The old lady was even nice enough to wave good bye to me.