Undo the belt

"Shit I uhh... Hold on. I got this." I said, suddenly coming up with an idea. The belt I was wearing was probably caught on something, and just needed some slack to get through. I decided to unbuckle my belt, and then ask the young man for some help getting through the window. I reached down to my waist, and with some moans of discomfort, wrestled the belt buckle unclasped. I looked the man in the cast in the eye, and nodded. "Alright. With a little slack, we should have no problem." I said, reaching both hands out. He was able to grab my hands without getting up off the floor, and pulled me inwards. "Urggghh..." We both groaned, as mutual **** began to slide my rear through the gap.

Suddenly, I came spilling out through the window, and barely stopped myself from falling on the man's cast by reaching with both hands. I slowly stood, and awkwardly laughed. "Guess I should probably go on a diet or something. You alright?" I managed, looking down. The man looked up memorized, like he had seen an angel. I chuckled a bit, and shrugged. "Look, I'd love to bask in the glory of saving you, but we need to..." I said, suddenly realizing I felt heat from the door on my bare legs. I looked down slowly, and realized that in my haste to free myself from the window, I had accidentally been pulled right out of my jeans. On display to this man was a white thong, and because I'd turned to my side, he had started to zero his eyes down my body and straight onto my ass.

I reddened in the face, before hastily using my left hand to tuck my shirt down a bit. The material stretched against itself, begging for release as I tried to pull the shirt down to cover myself. Unfortunately, the shirt seemed to be dead set on keeping the waistline directly at the hip, so I ended up exposing my barely covered ass as I pulled the shirt down further. "I... I uhh... My jeans..." I said, looking towards the window. I stood up on the toilet seat, and looked out the window, sticking my head out. The jeans had fallen down to the ground, along with my undone belt buckle. Fire department trucks had started to arrive, alongside a few policemen and an ambulance. I was now stuck in front of this stranger wearing a thong.

I blushed. "It uhh... It fell. The jeans. I... I'm sorry..." I managed, averting my gaze as the man blatantly stared.

"...No... You're fine. It's uhh... I don't mind..." The man managed to say, starting to cough a bit as he stumbled over his words. I realized quickly that smoke was filling the room, and there was no way I could get the man through THIS window.

"Ok. What's the easiest room that is probably the furthest from the fire?" I asked, trying to distract myself. I reasoned that my jeans were still within my reach. If I hurried, I could drop him down to some firefighters, and get them to toss my jeans up before leaping out. Dignity was still a possibility.

He pointed towards the door, and off to the right. "Bedro-" He said, coughing wildly as smoke continued to pour through the crack. I realized that there was no way we could get in the hall with all that smoke, and felt towards the door handle, carefully avoiding direct contact. Sure enough, the door handle was fire hot, indicating I'd have to find a way to open it without burning my hand off. I began to consider my options. Given there were no towels, shower curtains, or anything of substance in the bathroom, all I had to work with were the clothes and shoes I was still wearing. I gulped, realizing I might have to endure some degree of furthered exposure.