[Warning: The chapter has a volcanic explosion of smutty goodness. Read at your own risk. You might need a pillow to cry into after reading it.]
He was a man who took responsibility. Of course, he needed to make her feel better.
He inched closer to her and tucked her hair behind her ears before sliding down. The girl was wearing one of his shirts and just her panties like she was waiting to pounce on him the moment he got inside the room.
How unfortunate that he had too much work and missed out on her innovative approaches.
That being said, he hooked his finger on either side of her hips and pulled her panties down.
"Turnabout is only fair," he whispered with a devious smile. With the panties down to her ankles, he hurriedly removed them and flung them across the room.
Useless things, he thought to himself.
