They should be naked by now. There's been a lot flirting, kissing and posturing, but what is the point of holding off anymore? This scoundrel can't think of anything.

As Carol finishes the wiggling to get out of her bra, he decides to use the little bit of seperation they already have to push his briefs off. Funny how such a small piece of clothing can seem stifling in times like ... well, this one. He's got a good size - maybe on the large side, if she cares to steal a glance, though she's not gonna get a great look with them practically on top of each other.