Circe and I washed up and quickly changed clothes.
Due to the intense sex, not only our bodies but also the office floor were a mess.
We cleaned everything up to make it spotless.
Even though the sex was over, we had to stay alert since someone could drop by at any moment now that things had quieted down.
'A beauty like her looks erotic and gorgeous even when changing clothes.'
Circe, her face still flushed, was putting on a black bra, and there was something undeniably seductive about her.
The stockings I'd torn during sex were too ruined to wear again.
Since she didn't have a spare pair of underwear, Circe had to put on her skirt without panties.
'In other words, Circe's going commando right now.'
Was it because I knew she wasn't wearing panties?
The tight, short H-line skirt felt even more provocative than usual.
She'd probably head straight to her room to change into proper underwear soon.
