A spill, then a sightinig of undergarments

Lauren stepped out of her house, blinking in the daylight. A truck had arrived, with men loading the boxes Lauren had struggled to bring out into the cart. Lauren saw Vanessa and her mother had come out and were talking to them. Lauren cringed. She didn't want MEN seeing her like this! Her self image was based on two things: the jealousy of rival women, and the adoration of men. It shook her to the core to have men see her in any way but at her absolute best! She remembered the amused looks of the men last night, and felt her great underlying insecurity grow again.

While she was thinking this, Lauren missed the stairs in front of her. With a squawk she pitched forward, dropping the box and falling prone. Everyone looked over. The box spilled out. Of course, this box was full of her secret stash of Spanx and padded bras, which scattered everywhere! Lauren stared in horror as several of the men ran over to help.

"I can get it!" She yelped. The men, wanting to be helpful, moved forward and began picking things up. The first picked up a pair of Spanx, and glanced curiously at them, stretching them into form. The next picked up the padded bra. He lifted it, causing the two large, breast shaped foam pads (complete with realistic nipple) to fall to the ground. They looked to Lauren, still prone on the ground, who's red cheeks and guilty faced gave away that these were her undergarments.

One man helped Lauren to her feet. She smoothed down her ruffled skirt, blushing and slamming her thighs together. The others put the underwear and breast pad back in the box, grinning at the crimson faced Lauren. She brushed past them, eager to just get away.

"Put the box in the truck." Vanessa instructed dismissively, still smirking at Lauren's fall. Lauren, to reach, had to stand on her tip toes and reach upwards. Behind her, her mother called out.

"What is that?!" She exclaimed, pointing at Lauren's backside. Lauren's jaw dropped. Oh no, she thought. The thong!