Dale stuffed the panties into his pocket and got up. Stuffing his hands into his pockets and casually pressing the front of his pants as far as they would go, he strode across his office and opened the door. He didn't make eye contact with anybody, just made a beeline for the bathroom.

Just gotta jerk off, he told himself. Just gonna jerk off, no big deal, not gonna think about how fucked up I am or that my daughter might be as depraved as me (she's sending you her panties, you asshole!); not gonna think about that either.

Dale banged open the restroom door and went as far down...