His boxers

"Um..." the poor high schooler squirmed, trying to figure out the best answer to Juliette's question. "I mean, I can't really get naked on the job."

"I don't need all your clothes!" Juliette said desperately, her butt poking out from under the poster as she crouched down, blushing furiously. "Just... anything? Please?"

The high schooler felt bad for poor Juliette, and he did really want to help her. He realized if he took off his boxers, he would still be fully clothed. Surely that was better than nothing? He nervously asked Juliette to come into the backroom with him. She stepped in, shivering in the cold room but grateful that the customers couldn't see her.

"I can give you my boxers," said the boy, a bit nervous about the prospect of stripping in front of the naked beauty in front of him.

"Oh um, that would be great!" said Juliette.

Gathering up his courage, the boy suddenly pulled down his pants and boxers. Blushing, he immediately tried to cover his dick with both hands, while attempting to kick the boxers towards Juliette. His plan was not terribly well-executed, however, and this only resulted in him stumbling forward. Attempting to get his balance, he accidentally grabbed the poster Juliette was "wearing"! She gasped as it ripped in two, and she was left naked in front of the boy, who had faceplanted in the process.

"I'm so sorry!" he yelled as he wriggled out of the pants and boxers. Despite her predicament, Juliette giggled at the sight of the boy jumping awkwardly to his feet and covering his dick again.

"It's okay!" she laughed. "I'm just grateful for the clothes, really. And this is a cute look for you," she winked, before staring directly between his legs, where the boy was trying (and failing) to cover up a very serious erection. "Are you planning on putting the pants back on, or is this a solidarity thing?" she asked, as she grabbed the boxers and slid them on.

"Oh umm... right," he said, trying to figure out how to get dressed without flashing her. Finally he gave up, and reached for the pants, allowing his dick to spring free. Juliette giggled again, but she couldn't help feeling bad for the young man, who was now going to be **** work, commando, with a rock hard penis. She felt like maybe she ought to help him out...