You feel the need, but suppress it

You desperately feel like you need to have a good orgasm, but you know that Alex is waiting for you, and you don't think it's a good idea to try to sneak one out. Sighing with frustration, you decide to pull on the rest of the clothes. You move on to the matching bra, and inspected yourself in the mirror. God, in this matching underwear, you looked good! Looking at yourself in the mirror was doing nothing to help your arousal, either.

Shaking the cobwebs from your brain, you pull the tank top on, and notice that no matter how you adjust it, you're either going to be showing your belly, or enough of your boobs that the bra is visible. You try and find a good middle ground, but to no avail.

You hear Alex call from through the door, "Are you done yet? You're taking longer than most girls to get ready."

"Hold your horses," you reply, pulling the jean shorts. Unfortunately, you can only get them but so high before they catch on your ass and don't seem to want to come up any further. You grunt and groan as you pull on them, trying to **** the material over your round hips, but to no avail.

Finally, Alex calls through again, "Seriously, what's taking so long?" The door opens and Alex's head pokes through and looks at you. You stare at him and scream for him to close the door. "You're practically already dressed! Just put the shorts on and let's go."

"Easier said than done," you reply, demonstrating how difficult of a time you're having.