Comfort her.

You decide now would not be the time to brush her aside and you give her a comforting smile before reaching around her and returning the embrace.

“I can’t do it. I can’t do this job” she blubbers.

“Don’t worry” you reply gently.

A short while passes and John begins gather herself as you stand there, your arms placed just behind her hips. You look down over her shoulder and notice her pert ass nestled tightly in her black skirt. The sight makes your hands twitch with excitement…