Nothing. Apparently...

You resist to the temptation to look at the clock.

How much time has passed? Two minutes? Five, maybe? More like ten...

The others aren't nearly as anxious as you though and kill time fiddling with their phones.

Come on!

Finally Sarah's phone bleeps.

"Ok, I'll start the timer now." She announces.

You crumple you hands looking at the stairs. You would give an eye to see what are they doing up there.
And Miranda's pussy, of course...

After what seems to you an enternity, the phone bleeps again.

"Time's up." Yell's Sarah, as to reach even the second floor.

Finally!

You look at the stairs.
Nothing.
Still no footsteps.

How much time the hell they need to get dressed and come down?

The wait is killing you.
You ear steps on the stairs.
It's Matt.
He's coming down with a damn smug and satisfied face.

What nerve!

Miranda comes along, a step behind him. She keeps her eyes down, and her hands together, as if she's praying.

"Sooo? The proof? Why didn't you send the picture?" Asks Sarah eagerly.

"Well, it's a bit complicated to explain, you know..."Intervenes Matt.

"I didn't take a picture." Sunddenly interrutps him Miranda.
"It would have been pointless. Because ... well ... there was an accident and the dumass here ... he did use my panties as a friggin' tissue... So, here is the proof."
Continues your crush handing to her red-haired friend what seems to be her g-string with a faint smile.

So she did put them back on, after all ...
Or maybe not ...

This 'accident' is giving you some bad vibes.

Actually, it's possible she didn't put them back on and simply keept them in her pocket untill Matt used them as a tissue ...
But why? Why would she have given them to him?
It makes no sense ...

You think to yourself in attempt to smother your paranoia with logic.

Maybe Matt asked her? ...What? What could he have asked her? How could he know she had them in her pocket?
She seemed so **** to get naked in front of us ... maybe she asked him if she could keep them on, taking advantage of their old friendship and ...
Yes ... and the in the heat of the moment, some of his cum must have ...
No, that doesn't work ...
Her panties aren't simply stained ... They are drenched with Matt's cum!
How could that have happened? He must have cum directly on them ... but how could have his cock come near them while she was still wearing them?
That's impossible! That would mean she let him put his dick near .... She just had to show him ...
Nah... Why would he have let her keep them on? What could he have gotten out of it?
She must have simply take them off and your friend must have noticed them laying on the ground and ... took them to ...

You stop for moment and look at your embarassed friends trying to explain to Sarah the what happened.
In his situation, why would you have take your crush's panties?

"Well, that's...ok. And disgusting." Says Sarah picking the drenched unmentionables with two fingers.
She raises them up agaist the lights, to examine them further.

"Ok. There is no doubt that he has come. Like a firehose i must add. Are you gonna put them back on now, Miranda?" She smirks.

"Yeah ... I mean ... no, not that way ... I was actually hoping you could wash them like Nicole's top." Replies your crush blushing.
"And i need to wash my hands..." She adds.

Suddenly, while lost in your crush's smile, the image of Matt wrapping her skimpy underware around his shaft and jack it off like that, pops before your eyes like a revelation.

"Sure, come with me." Replies the Sarah.

Ok, that makes sense. You think drawing your breath.

The idea is still pretty difficult to digest. He could have also gone as fare as smelling them, but at least he didn't touch her.
Nor she did touch him.
That's the best you could hope, after all.

"Hey Sarah, can we have that break we talked about before?" Asks Nicole.

"Ok, yeah. Ten minutes, guys. You can use the bathroom, have a drink ... Just don't go in the bathroom to jerk off. I don't want your... fluids on all around the house." She says.

"Plus, you'll get a penalty if i catch you doing it." She adds gleefully, pushing open the door.

She and Miranda both vanish in the kitchen.

"I'm hungry." Says Matt, following them.

Tom and Nicole follow as well.

"You coming?"Asks Nicole from the door.

"In a minute. Pop me a beer, i'm thristy." You say smiling.

You get up and start walking towards the kitchen, when a buzzing sound caughts you attention.