Time to shower finally

Jack waited to hear Beth's bedroom door close before he got up. He opened his top drawer and grasped Beth's panties in his hand, they were still very damp. He tried to hold them in a way where the cum wouldn't seep out onto his hand. He put his phone in his pocket and quickly dashed across the hallway into the bathroom. He didn't want his parents coming up the stairs to find him holding his sisters panties.

He locked the door and started taking off his clothes; he put the panties underneath his pants and shirt like he planned, but made them stick out the side a little to make them easier for Beth to find.

He put his phone on the counter and turned the hot water on. He stood looking at himself in the mirror as the steam started to fill in the edges. He flexed his arms to try and muster any sort of muscle that might be there. Jack had never worked out in his life. He never really saw himself as the kind of person who worked out or cared about what came with it, but what's so bad about caring about it? Why did he look down on these people who wanted to look a certain way. Maybe he would like working out, maybe he'd enjoy--

*bzzzt*

He looked down at his phone; Zelle was texting him.

[Heyy]

[Hey :) how you feeling?]