Not much choice, is there?

After a pause Laylah finally announced, “okay… yeah I think that can work…"

There was a pregnant pause and then, "Hooowwww clean are those boxers, David?” Laylah said with an audible wince.

“I put ‘em on right after my shower this morning, okay? Jeez!”

“Okay, okay, man, just asking…” Laylah sighed and said, “alright. I’ll do it, beats being… y’know.”

“Yeah.” David agreed and then got to work unbuttoning his pants, looking both ways to see if anyone was around, and then quick as he could removing his lower clothes, fishing the boxers out of his jeans, and getting his pants back on, making sure to zip up carefully. He then took off his shirt. With white tee and dark blue boxers in hand, David said “okay, you ready? I’m coming over to give you the stuff.”

“I’m not ready, but come over anyway.” Laylah admitted.

David did his best to hand Laylah the garments without catching sight of the naked woman just behind the beech tree. He’d already seen both of her tits today, but this was different.

He waited on the other side of the tree as she got her new clothes on.

“Ugh.” Laylah whined.

“What is it?” David asked.

“They're… moist.” Laylah whimpered.

Embarrassed, David rebutted, "Its a hot day, cut me some slack, of course I’m gunna sweat a little! What, you think your panties weren't a little sweaty?”

“Okay, okay, point taken! Sorry.” Laylah said, her embarrassment audible in her candor.

After a little while longer, Laylah sheepishly walked out from behind the tree, clad in her new clothes, “thanks for… bailing me out… again.”

She looked so embarrassed and defeated, David couldn't even focus on the fact that his boxers were way to small on her ample rear, revealing almost all of the bottom of her ass and that his white teeshirt looked like it was about to explode due the sheer size of the payload they now carried. Ridiculous as she looked, it was better than being nude in public and he felt she was having a bad enough day as it was so he simply said, “no prob.”

She smiled and looked down at David’s stomach.

“You could really stand to do a few sit ups.” She joked.

David smirked and pointed to Laylah’s own little bit of belly fat exposed by the amount her chest was lifting the bottom of it over her abdomen, “you first.”

The two laughed and as the jovial moment passed they stayed silent for a beat.

“So um… you wanna go home?” David finally asked.