She tries, and fails, to flee

"For fuck sake!" Amy screamed again, casting one last look back at James before turning her back on him. "I'm not sticking around like this!" she cried, taking one step, hindered by her jeans around her ankles, quickly bending to pull them up.

Spinning around and struggling on the wet floor proved to be too much for her balance and she stumbled forwards, landing flat on her face, feeling her right shoe slide off her foot and thus allowing her jeans to vanish too, now only held on by her left shoe.

James however continued to stand there staring. This woman that he'd had a secret crush on was now on all fours in front of him, her flimsy pink panties so see-thru that they left nothing to the imagination. In fact he could feel his cock twitching against his jeans as he stared at her.