It was an accident, of course

"What happened to your panties!" I regretted yelling that so loudly while we were still walking down the street, but I couldn't contain myself.

"Oh, you can tell?" Sarah said, speaking far more casually than I would have liked given the situation. "I didn't think it would be noticeable under my shirt."

"You're shirts pretty see-through right now!" I managed to calm myself and lower my voice, I didn't want everyone walking by to notice us. "How did you lose them!"

I couldn't believe she would just take them off in front of a random stranger. Not without a good reason at least, but what possible good reason for her taking them off could there be?

"I'm sure it was just an accident." Callum said, sounding as smug as ever.

I grabbed Sarah's hand, stopping her from walking on forward. We needed a serious talk now, and I wasn't about to have it with Callum constantly chiming in.

"I need to talk with Sarah Callum. You go on ahead." I stared him down, letting him know I wouldn't take no for an answer.

He began to say something, but Sarah stopped him. "It's alright, we'll catch up." It was a bit emasculating seeing him listen to Sarah over me, but at least we could talk alone now.

"It was an accident, like he said." Sarah told me, anticipating my question.

"Tell me what happened, from the moment you walked in that room till you walked out." I couldn't stand the uncertainty. Did Art see her strip the panties? Did he slap her bare ass? I needed answers from her.

"Do you not trust me?"

"I trust you completely." I caressed her face, gently holding her hand. "I don't trust all these other men not to take advantage of you."

"I'm not a child Liam, I know how to handle myself!" She was clearly getting frustrated with me again, but I had to see this through.

"Please, I'm going along with this night of new experiences. But I don't want my mind filling in the blanks with worst case scenarios."

Sarah went quite for a moment, taking in what I said. I really hoped she knew I trusted her, but I needed some reassurance.

"Ok, I'll tell you." She didn't seem the happiest about it, but that couldn't be helped.

"I walked in and Art showed me his, ummmm, problem."

That would be the tight space she needed to reach through then.

"It was big and I didn't know if I could handle it. But like we talked about, I wanted to try!"

She seemed nervous to be telling me all of this, but everything seemed normal so far. Maybe I had been putting too much pressure in her.

"I used my hands at first, I needed both of then to get a proper grip on it."

"Wouldn't that just make it harder?" I asked. Surely trying to grab the bottle with both hands would only make the tight space worse to navigate?

"Oh it definitely did!" Her nerves seemed to be passing the more she told me. "We were both getting pretty close so Art started using his hands to help me out."

Right, that must have been the slapping sound then!

"So Art didn't touch your butt at any point?" I asked, just to be one hundred percent sure.

"No, not my ass." She said confidently. "We were so close but my hands weren't enough, I needed to use my mouth."

Her mouth? I didn't understand how that made sense, but maybe her hands were busy holding other boxes back?

"Wouldn't that have hurt?" Holding a bottle up with your mouth couldn't have been easy.

"Art got a bit rough with me, so yeah it did a bit. But that just made the finish feel even better!"

That made sense, I know coming home sore from a hard day's work always made me feel accomplished.

"So that's when it happened, Art was pulling me off him and his hands got caught in my panties! They ripped right off me. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd worry!"

"So.... did he see anything..." I was almost too scared to ask, but I needed to know.

"No I don't think so, he was pretty preoccupied."

That was a relief, though I didn't like how his hands must have been around her if he got caught in her underwear. But everything sounded much better than I had feared.

"Thank you for being so honest with me." I pulled her in for a passionate kiss, letting her know how much I loved her. The bottle must have done something to her mouth because her lips tasted different, but I didn't mind.

"Let's hurry back to Callum." Sarah said, pulling out of my kiss.

"I want to see what outfits he'll pick out for me!"