Embarrassingly

Chris held all his clothes in her hand and said, "Yeah! These are mine now!"

"Well then, your shirt is mine too!" Sam said, indignantly.

"I suppose you are correct. Fair's fair. How about I trade ya? My shirt for one item?" Chris said, waving his underwear around. Desperate to get his underwear back, since Sam was having a difficult time concealing his manhood or calming it down, he said, "Deal!"

Chris held out her other hand, waiting for her shirt. Still attempting to cover up with one hand, Sam quickly bent down, grabbed the shirt and placed it in her hand, immediately holding out a hand, yearning for his underwear. Chris put his underwear on the table, with Sam's other clothes. "Hang on, let me put this back on" She put her shirt back on slowly, drawing out Sam's nudity. He was getting more and more uncomfortable. After she had put it on, she turned around to the table with all of his clothes, and went to grab the underwear. Except, she didn't?? She grabbed a single sock and placed it in his hand.

"No!! You promised me my underwear" Sam complained.

"No I didn't. I promised you one item. Besides you gave me the first thing I took off, so I'm doing the same. Why would I give you the last thing?"

Sam was shellshocked. His burned redder than ever before, but his cock also throbbed noticeably in the single hand he was using to cover it.

"Interesting" said Hateya, taking notes, "Looks like Sam is exhibiting signs of both extreme embarrassment and extreme arousal. Almost like the former is causing the latter. Is that normal or is Sam an anomaly?" She continued, as if they could not hear her.