Mt Summer Job – Part 5

My Summer Job – Part Thirteen (Exhib, Humil, Public Nudity)
BY: Hooked6 (Copyright 2007 by: Hooked6@hotmail.com)

 

Tina handed me my papers grinning from ear to ear. I was pretty sure she didn’t think I would do it. If I had any sense I wouldn’t. But somehow like before, my brain wasn’t thinking clearly. I was all worked up and another part of my anatomy was in charge at the moment. I kept telling myself I couldn’t lose my job. I wanted that apartment and I wanted my mom to be proud of me and the only way I was sure that would happen is if I actually made something of myself. Tracy and Anna had already proved to me that they were cunning. I had no idea to what lengths they would go to just to screw me over if I didn’t do what they wanted of me – at least those were the thoughts running through my mind at that moment.

“So, what’s that short-cut you were talking to me about?” I asked trying to move things along before I changed my mind.

Tina took back one of my papers and turned it over and began drawing making a huge rectangle which I took to be an outline of the mall. “You are here,” she said making an “X” on her drawing, and this is the Food Court. I believe you parked under light pole 321, which would be there. Instead of walking all the way around past the food court and then down to the department store entrance which you originally came in, go this way.” She then indicated with an arrow that she wanted me to go in the opposite direction. “About three stores down from TrenZ is an employee service door. If you go out through that door it puts you right in line with your car, see? It’s a straight shot – save you loads of time and steps.”

“Let me get this straight. When I leave this store, I make a left and three stores down there’s an employee exit. Which side of the mall is it on?”

“The exit is on the right,” Tina said sounding very sincere. “It’s just a plain beige-colored door. There’s no sign saying exit or anything. Just push it open and you’re outside.”

I sighed and looked at the clerk. There was excitement in her eyes as if she was vicariously living this experience through me! I recognized a kindred spirit in her and the tension was contagious. The way she was looking at my naked boobs made my skin all tingly and my nipples as tight as pencil-erasers. For some strange reason I liked the erotic attention. “Okay it sounds easy enough, but, what about Officer Ugly? I need to somehow make sure he isn’t standing outside this store, you know, when I make my mad dash in the buff.”

“I’ll go look and check things out. When it’s clear I’ll rush back and tell you. But once I come back, you’ll have to go quickly though as things could change at any minute.” She handed me my paper and said, “See you in a minute.” I wanted to shout after her as she started to leave and tell her that I had changed my mind but she was gone. My heart began to pound once again as the full weight of what I was about to do hit home.

I prayed that I wouldn’t run into anybody that I knew! I had been a frequent shopper at this mall for several years. After tonight I doubted that I’d ever be back! Just then I heard footsteps approaching. She couldn’t be back so soon, I’m not ready!!! It wasn’t her, however, but some man entering the dressing cubicle next to mine. I heard him clear his throat a couple of times which made me jump!

Then my mind went into over-drive and I began to get all paranoid. She’s been gone a long time, I thought. Something must not be right. I’ve been discovered, perhaps somebody complained and the cops were in the store! I’ll bet it was that old prude of a man that lectured me before. Where are my clothes?! I NEED my clothes!!!!

I started to hyperventilate when the dressing room door opened and Tina stood there before me. “The coast is clear and I saw your Security Guard sitting down with his dinner tray. He’ll be busy for a while so you had best get going!”

I shook my head and she could plainly see I was chickening out. She grabbed me by the arm and forcibly dragged me out of the dressing room into the aisle-way. “GO!!!! NOW!!!!!” she exclaimed frantically.

Instinctively I ran, boobs jiggling and shoes clicking loudly on the tile floor. I didn’t have time to focus on who was watching or what they were thinking. I just ran. I made it to the store’s entrance and bolted through it and turned left as fast as I could. Once in the mall proper I was aware that it was a lot more crowded than it had been and I had to slowly dodge and work my way through the mass of humanity. It was mostly a younger crowd – many of them my age, on Friday nights! Though I didn’t know exactly who they were, I recognized some of them from previous times I had hung around the mall. Here they were, now getting a free show of what I really looked like without clothes!

“THAT LADY’S NAKED!!” I heard someone say.

“Excuse me . . . pardon me . . .  Let me through, please,” I hurriedly said repeatedly as I pushed, prodded and squirmed my way through the hordes of people. Everyone was getting an up close and VERY personal view of my body. There were so many people that I almost missed my exit door. I had actually passed it before I realized what I had done and had to make an upstream U-turn to get to the short hallway where it was located. In the process I gasped as I felt someone squeeze my ass and several hands “accidentally” brushed some of my more personal spots. I didn’t care. At that point I just wanted to get out of there! I never felt so exposed or vulnerable in my whole life!

I turned down the hallway and there was the door just as Tina had said. I pushed the door open and . . . an alarm sounded!! I jumped back and it was then I saw the sign that said: “An alarm will sound when this door is opened!” I looked behind me and saw that everyone’s attention was riveted on my naked body – now more than ever because of the ringing alarm bells!

Screw it, I thought, shoved the door wide open and went through it anyway. At least Tina was right about one thing – I was outside and I saw my car in the distance directly ahead of me. Mercifully it was dark outside now even though there were many more people milling about.

“It’s YOU!!!” I heard a voice from behind me shouting. “STOP RIGHT THERE!!

I turned around and through the still half-opened door I saw Officer Ugly huffing and puffing his way down the hallway!

CRAP!!! I bolted towards my car running faster than I had ever done in my life!

“LOOK A STREAKER!!!!” I heard some guy say followed by lots of laughter and cheering. I then heard a lot of booing which puzzled me. At first, I thought they were upset with me for running about naked and my self-esteem plummeted, but when I heard Officer Bad Attitude’s voice yelling at me, I realized they were booing HIM for chasing me!

As I ran, I fiddled with my wristwatch trying to unclasp the leather strap so I could get my key. I wanted to be ready to make a quick getaway. It was a good thing that security guard was over-weight and out of shape or he would have caught me by now! Though he was aways back, he didn’t give up though and was still in pursuit!

I made it to my car, opened the door and literally jumped inside. I started the ignition, put it in gear and took off before even closing my door! I was gasping for breath both from my mad dash as well as from fear! My heart was pounding and . . . my vinyl seat was wet! I was so overwhelmed by feelings I didn’t know what to make of it. What a rush!!!! I zoomed around the perimeter road worried that the security guard may have radioed the description of my car ahead to his buddies. By the time I got to the mall’s exit the traffic light was green and I didn’t even stop. I darted onto the main roadway and headed away from the mall.

I then had to force myself the slowdown lest I get caught for speeding! Wouldn’t do to have a real police officer catch me naked!!

Once the actual danger had passed, I began to dwell on just how exciting that was. The danger and my horniness combined to produce a high that bordered on ecstasy and I don’t mean the drug either!

I headed towards my old high school neighborhood eager to get on with my next task so I could get this over with and eventually get home to take care of some personal business, if you know what I mean. Then when I spotted the Pizza-Nut franchise a few blocks from my high school it dawned on me that I was supposed to pick up two pizzas! It would have been an embarrassing enough thing to do wearing just my bra and panties. There was no way I could walk in the restaurant flashing my charms without a stitch of clothing and hang around for a half an hour while the pies were made. Tracy and Anna assumed I would be covered when they made out their instructions. They had no way of knowing that Tina would have altered the plan on the spur of the moment. And I wasn’t bright enough to have thought this through ahead of time before agreeing to Tina’s terms!

That was it, then. I just had to show up at the house without the pies. I figured that showing up at the door naked would more than make up for my lack of food. At least that’s what I was going to tell the judge. I’d even show the original paper that said I was to re-dress before leaving the mall. I kept on rationalizing my story in my mind as I sat idling across from the Pizza-Nut Restaurant. The more I tried to convince myself that it would be okay to skip picking them up the more doubts kept creeping in. “Follow the directions TO THE LETTER,” I recalled Tracy telling me.

Well, I didn’t HAVE any underwear and I wasn’t about to go up to a perfect stranger and ask to borrow theirs, I chuckled to myself at the very thought of doing such a thing! Sitting in such a bright spot as I mentally debated made me very uneasy. I was sure some customer would spot me sitting in the car naked and report me or worse come and check to see if I was alright. As I put my car in gear, I saw it!

The sign right under their illuminated logo said: “Free Delivery call 800-pie-to-go”! That’s it! I’ll call and order the pizzas! I reached into my glove compartment and retrieved my cell phone and placed the call. “Yes, I’d like to order two pizza’s for delivery, please. What type? Um . . . make that one cheese and one pepperoni. Address? That would be 324 Elmwood Avenue. 20 minutes? That would be perfect.”

I drove off feeling pretty clever about my ingenuity. All I would have to do was park up the street a little way from the designated house, wait for the delivery car, get the pizzas before they had a chance to ring the doorbell and after the delivery car left, go up to the house as planned.

Driving around on Elmwood I finally found the house with the number 324. It was a modest place and seemed pretty quiet. I backed down the street a little, shut off my engine and waited. My only worry was that someone would see me sitting in my car and think it suspicious. I nervously looked around but no one seemed to be paying attention.

Twenty minutes passed. Where was that delivery car? I began to wonder if they had somehow delivered the goods while I was still searching for the house! That would be terrible!!

I was starting to panic when I finally saw a small car with a lighted box on the roof. The Pizza-Nut car at last! The driver parked in front of the house and got out. I wasn’t thrilled with making another naked encounter with a total stranger on a dark street but I figured it was at least a better option in my mind than flashing an entire restaurant. I could see his shadow opening the insulating wrap and checking the order before going in. I HAD to make my move.

I quickly got out of my car and ran towards the delivery vehicle. On my way another car seemingly came out of nowhere and passed right by me illuminating my ass in his headlights. I kept going and the car passed without incident. “Excuse me . . . are those for 324?” I asked half out of breath?

The guy looked up and was about to answer when I froze. “Britney?” he said obviously confused seeing me approach his car completely nude. It was Jack Graham from school. I used to think he was really awesome and now for him to catch me like this was so embarrassing!

“Um . . . hi Jack,” I said nervously. “Are those mine?”

Jack smiled and quipped, “I have always heard of people answering the door naked when getting pizza’s but it never has happened to me before – and you don’t even have a door!” He chuckled at his own wit.

“It’s a long story. Please feel free not to say anything to anybody. Here’s the money for the pizzas and here’s a twenty to thank you in advance for being discreet.”

“Keep the twenty, I’d rather tell the guys . . .” I was looking very dejected until he added, “but I won’t mention your name, okay?”

 

My Summer Job – Part Fourteen (Exhib, Humil, Public Nudity)
BY: Hooked6 (Copyright 2007 by: Hooked6@hotmail.com)

 

Even in the dark I could tell he was eyeing every detail, noting every crevice and imperfection of my body. I felt myself flushing with shame. It is a whole lot easier exposing yourself to someone you don’t know than to someone you do.

“Were you expecting someone else? Is that why you are out here naked? You didn’t know it was going to be me, did you? That’s why you seem so embarrassed. You were expecting Jimmy Johnston, weren’t you? It figures. He gets all the babes.”

“No, NO nothing like that . . .” I said feeling a bit sorry for him. “It’s ah . . . just an initiation thing. I’m sorry, it’s not you honest.”

He seemed to cheer up a bit hearing my words and looked right at my breasts and had the nerve to ask, “So . . . would you like to go out sometime . . . maybe?”

“Um . . . gee I’m seeing someone now, but if things don’t work out, I’ll give you a call,” I said lying through my teeth. Standing there naked in the middle of the sidewalk having a conversation about dating was really weird. I mean why date when he’s already seen the whole package – there’s nothing left, there’s no mystery is there? I could think of only one reason to go out with someone after seeing them naked and by the way he was gawking at me I knew what he had in mind.

He just kept standing there and I was afraid the occupants of the house would notice the pizza car and I’d be in trouble for breaking the rules. “Um, don’t you have to make other deliveries?” I asked strongly hinting that he should leave.

“Yeah, I suppose. It was good to SEE you,” he said as he got into his car. In your dreams, I said to myself as he sped away. I used to think he was really something, now I realized he was just like every other guy with only one thing on his mind.

I looked at the front door of the appointed house. I wonder who lives here, I thought. Surely, they picked this house for a reason. Perhaps this is Tracy’s house or maybe Anna’s. No, that would be too easy. I’m sure it’s some boy who’ll get his jollies out of seeing me naked just like Jack the Pizza dude. Oh well, it was time to get it over with. I walked to the front porch and hesitated before climbing the two front steps. I listened carefully to see if I could hear anything helpful. After all, the note said to deliver the pizzas to the party at 324 Elmwood. Maybe there was indeed a real “party” here and I would be seen by a large group of people!! I strained my ears but it didn’t sound like a party going on. Besides, there weren’t a whole lot of cars parked near the house. Still, they could have hidden the cars. I wouldn’t have put it past those two to plan everything in great detail like that. Just then, another car came down the street and instinctively I crouched down next to the bushes until it passed by. My nerves were shot! I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.

Finally, all was quiet again and I swallowed hard and mustered up my courage to go up to the front door and ring the bell. I waited scared half out of my wits but nothing happened. I rang the bell again and waited. I began to worry that perhaps I was too late, that I had missed that secret deadline by wasting time at the mall. That was so unfair of them not telling me how much time I had to do all these things and keeping the deadline secret until the last envelope.

Just then I heard footsteps approaching the door from the inside. The porch light came on bathing me in blinding illumination! The door opened and I SCREAMED! Not one of those little half-hearted screams like in a Hollywood movie, mind you, but a real, blood-curdling, ear drum popping howl! It was Mr. Hardgood – the principal of my former school!!! His eyes got huge and his mouth fell open as he stared at the sight before him. In a panic, I dropped the pizzas on the porch and ran literally at the speed of light down the steps and out onto the sidewalk and up the street, heading towards my car.

I could hear him yelling “COME BACK HERE!! If I ever figure out who you are, you’ll be EXPELLED! YOU HEAR ME?? DAMN TEENAGERS!!!!”

I ducked under a large bush as another car was approaching up the street. It gave me time to catch my breath as it passed. Before leaving my hiding place, I looked back towards the principal’s house. The porch light was now off and I saw no signs of anyone chasing me. I figured I had better get out of there before he called the cops. I darted out from behind my cover and ran to my car. Just as I put my hand on the door handle, I heard laughter – lots of laughter. It was Tracy and Anna.

“You looked RIDICULOUS!!” Anna said barely able to get the words out she was laughing so hard.

“What in the hell are you doing naked? You were supposed to be in your underwear.” Tracy asked as she put her arm around my shoulder.

“It’s a long story,” I sighed. “Listen I need to get out of here!!!”

“Have you got your paper signed?”

My eyes widened, “Don’t tell me that HE was the judge??!!”

The two girls laughed all the more. “No, you dummy, we are! Give me your paper.” Tracy replied.

I opened my car door and handed her my instruction sheet which she in turn signed. She then handed me another envelope.

“You mean there’s more??!!!!”

“I hate to be the one to break this to you but if thought this was bad, being naked like you are, you’re going to hate this next one.”

I started to panic again. “Listen it’s not my fault that I’m naked. Can’t you help me out here?”

“Nope, this is even better than we had planned. Best get a move on. Time is running out.” Anna said with a smile.

I nervously tore open the envelope and read its contents. “Go to the Megaplex Cinemas on Fourth Street. Use the magic marker included in the envelope and obtain FOUR autographs from any passersby, one on the upper part of each breast and one on each butt cheek. After you have obtained the autographs go to the ticket window and ask for Brooke. She will verify you have the required autographs in the proper locations and sign your paper. Bring ALL of your signed instruction sheets back to the parking garage downtown near your office building by no later than 11:00pm.”

“I CAN’T DO THAT????? I can’t approach 4 people naked and get them to you know . . . then walk up to the ticket window!! That place is mobbed on a Friday night!!”

“You weren’t supposed to be naked sweetie. The fact that you are naked is YOUR problem. Just deal with it.”

“You mean I can figure out a way to get a bra and panty set and then do my task as long as I complete everything by 11:00pm?”

“I never said that,” Anna said snidely. “If you can’t keep track of our stuff, that’s your problem. Just be thankful we aren’t holding you accountable for breaking the rules. Now If I were you, I’d get a move on; it’s almost 10 o’clock!”

 

“Yeah,” Tracy added, “It will take at least twenty minutes to get there and at least another 25 minutes to get back downtown. That only leaves you 15 minutes to get those autographs.”

 

I cussed at them both under my breath and got into my car. During the entire way there I tried to figure out what I was going to do. How was I going to pull this off? I thought seriously about cheating and writing the names myself but I couldn’t figure out how to write on my butt without totally screwing it up. I must have thought of a dozen ideas but I ended up dismissing every one of them for one reason or another. Eventually I ended up at the Megaplex Cinemas, though I’m not really sure how I got there. Man was it packed!!! There were so many cars I had to circle the lot twice before finding a place to park.

When I did finally find a space, I pulled in and shut off my ignition. I put my key back on my watch band like before and looked around. There were a few people at the front entrance but most people were already in the theatre. Who was I going to get to sign my body?

Then I spotted an older man walking towards the entrance and I got out of my car. At least that would be one signature. Then I thought of that crotchety old man that lectured me at the mall and decided against that idea. Too prudish-looking, I figured. I spent another five minutes scouting around but nobody was in the parking lot. Figures, I thought to myself, most of the features probably started at 10:00 or 10:30. Anyone arriving now would be late. What in the hell was I going to do??

I could always go up and ask the theatre employees to sign. No, it was bad enough I had to walk up and get Brooke’s attention. Besides all the commotion I’d cause would only draw the manager’s attention and I’d be screwed for sure.

Then I saw a car pulling in the lot. This looks promising, I said to myself. I watched where it pulled in and saw that 5 people got out, four guys and a girl. With time growing short I knew I had to take a chance. I ran out between the rows of cars trying to catch them before they got too far away. When I got close enough, I called out, “Excuse me!” They didn’t look my way but kept on walking. I yelled louder, “EXCUSE ME!!! COULD YOU HELP ME PLEASE?”

“My GAWD she’s naked!!” one guy said.

The girl immediately took control and started barking out orders, “Tom, call 911. She’s in some sort of trouble. Jim, take off your shirt and give it to her! Quickly now, hurry.”

“NO WAIT!!!!” I shouted as I saw the young man pull his smart phone from his pocket. I ran all the faster and caught up with them. “DON’T CALL. I’m fine, honest.” I was so out of breath I could hardly breathe let alone talk.

“Calm down. What’s the matter?” the girl said grabbing the shirt and trying to wrap it around me then, while giving the boys a disapproving look, added “You guys turn around. Where are your manners?”

After catching my breath a bit, I said, “I’m so sorry to trouble you that is . . . please don’t be mad at me, but . . .”

“Go on spit it out,” the girl said encouragingly. “How can we help you?”

“Could I get your autographs?”

The girl looked at me as if she couldn’t believe her ears. Just when I thought she was going to slap me silly for scaring her to death she said, “I think you have us mistaken for somebody else. We’re not famous.”

“Now, now,” one of the boys said giggling. “If she thinks we are and was willing to run over her naked just to get our autograph I think we should oblige her.”

“Happens to us all the time, miss” another boy said as they all turned around.

“Since when?” the girl asked sarcastically.

“Well . . . I have my groupies you know. I DO play in a garage band.” The first boy said.

“Is this some sort of joke?” the girl asked growing more disgusted.

“Look,” I said as sincerely as I could, “I have to be honest with you. I’m trying to get into an exclusive club at school and I have to collect four autographs, see?” I then showed the paper to the girl who looked it over carefully reading the instructions I had been given.

“Oh . . . college prank, eh? I’ve heard about stuff like that.” She said handing me the paper back. “Okay, I’ll sign. She took the marker from my hand, gently took hold of my left breast sending chills up my back and proceeded to write her name. The marker gliding across my breast felt weird! Her touch was so sensuous that I was sure she knew what she was doing to me. She lingered in inordinately long time and I began to get very aroused. I couldn’t believe that another GIRL’S touch would do that to me!

“MY TURN,” Jim shouted and took the marker away from the girl. He duplicated her exact technique taking hold of my right breast to steady it in his hand. After writing a letter or two, he re-cupped my breast and then continued with the next letter. It took 5 or 6 so-called adjustments with his hand before he finished his signature. I was totally on the edge by the time he was done! If he had spent another second I would have climaxed right then and there in front of them all!

“Give me that thing,” another boy said grabbing the marker. “You’re having waaaay to much fun with that!”

 

 

My Summer Job – Part Fifteen (Exhib, Humil, Public Nudity)
BY: Hooked6 (Copyright 2007 by: Hooked6@hotmail.com)

 

This boy also took hold of my breast and was about to sign just above my nipple when I quickly stopped him. “NO! The next one has to be on my butt cheek.”

“Spoil sport,” he has giggling and spun me around. He knelt down on the pavement and instructed, “Bend over.” I did what he asked without thinking. It wasn’t until I heard them laughing that I realized what a view they had.

I jerked myself upright and said, “HEY! Just sign my ass and get on with it.”

“Okay, okay, don’t get your panties in a wad. Oh wait, you don’t HAVE any panties!” They all laughed at that – even the girl.

Like before, the third boy wrestled the marker from the previous boy when he had finished. He put his fingers between my thighs at the lower level of my butt-crack and pulled the skin downward driving me insane! I could feel his wet fingers on my skin and I knew that he had discovered just how wet I really was. I wanted to make him move his hand as he was obviously just getting his jollies but I was afraid to say anything lest I call attention to my aroused state. I couldn’t believe how wet I was. I was so embarrassed!!

After getting all four signatures I turned around and thanked them for their help.

“HEY! What about me? I didn’t get a turn!” the last boy protested.

“She only needs four, Jim” the girl explained. “You’re out of luck. Let’s go before we miss any more of the movie.”

They started to walk away when I had a whale of an idea. “Jim, I make you a deal,” I said nervously.

“You can sign anywhere you want, IF you go up to the ticket booth, ask for Brooke and get her to come out here to me.”

“SWEET!” he said reaching for the marker.

“Not so fast. You can sign AFTER you bring her here.”

“Okay, but why will she come out here with me anyway? She doesn’t know who I am.”

“Just tell her what you all did to me and I’m pretty sure she’ll follow you. If she doesn’t just tell her I’m naked.”

“Okay, but you had better not leave without letting me sign.”

“I won’t. Please hurry though I’m on a deadline here.” I said as they all walked away.

I moved closer a little at a time and eventually hid myself by crouching down between some parked cars. I watched as they talked with a girl at the booth, then another girl joined them. They all seemed to be having a good laugh at my expense. I could only imagine what they were talking about. Finally, one of the girls left with Jim and headed my way.

When the girl reached my position, I stood up and thanked her for coming out to me.

“Holy CRAP you ARE naked!!” I didn’t believe them but you really are!!”

I just blushed. I then pointed out the signatures front and back then asked, “Would you please sign my paper?”

“Not before I get to. I get to sign first!” Jim said uncapping the marker. Brooke just shrugged her shoulders as if to say that she wasn’t going to interfere. In fact, I think she kind of liked the idea of getting to watch my embarrassment.

“Fine, where do you want to sign?” I asked.

“Spread your legs apart.”

“WHAT??!!”

“You said I could sign anywhere I want so I want to sign on your inner thigh. I can’t do that if you keep your legs clamped shut, can I?”

“Oh . . .”

Brooke was laughing hysterically now. I chided myself for being so dumb. And, of all places to hide, I picked a spot right under a streetlight! I stepped aside and spread my legs a bit.

“Farther,” he said with a smile.

“You can write now, there’s enough room,” I protested. Jim gave me a very puppy-dog look. “Oh, all right!” I said resigning myself to further humiliation. I really spread my legs even farther apart giving Jim and Brooke quite a view between my legs. “Happy now?”

Jim smiled as he bent down on one knee, moved his face closer to my pelvis while moving the marker high up my inner thigh and tried to write. I could feel his warm breath on my clit and it was aching for release. If he took much longer, I was going to cum! I was brought back to reality when he said, “Hey it doesn’t work. It’s too wet in here . . . oh sorry,” he said realizing the significance of his comment.

Brooke was really laughing in hysterics. She was obviously enjoying this!

 

When he was through, he thanked me very politely and left to rejoin the others. I could only speculate about what story he would tell all his buddies later.

Brooke shook her head in disbelief as she signed my last form and said, “When Tracy told me about her plan, I never thought it could possibly be true. I wondered what they possibly could have over this girl to have her demean herself for their amusement.” I was about to make some lame excuse for my behavior when she answered it for me, “Now I see why – you actually are into this aren’t you?”

I lowered my head at a loss for words. “Oh, don’t worry,” she said, “your secret is safe with me.”

I got into my car and took off headed for downtown. I had just barely enough time to make the deadline. I cursed every slowpoke I met along the way and had to once again chastise myself for speeding undressed such as I was. I finally pulled into the garage with two minutes to spare. I parked in my usual spot but to my horror, Tracy’s car wasn’t anywhere to be seen!

Don’t tell me they had left already, I yelled at myself. I’m EARLY!!!

I waited another five minutes and finally I spotted her car.

“We saw you come in,” Tracy said as she exited her car. “Why did you park all the way up here?”

I didn’t recall seeing anyone on the first couple of floors as I pulled into the garage. I was sure she made that up but she did seem rather convincing so I accepted her statement. “Oh, well, this is my usual spot. I figured that this is where you’d look for me.”

“Got all the papers?” Anna asked.

“Right here, every damned one of them signed, see,” I said as I proudly waved them in front of her face. In fact, I WAS proud. I had EARNED these. I pushed myself to do things I never thought possible and I was proud. I doubted whether either one of them had the guts to do what I had done. Damn right I was proud!

Tracy then noticed the smudged mark between my legs. “What’s that?”

I blushed and shrugged my shoulders. With all my wetness the mark was no longer recognizable as someone’s signature and I wasn’t about to try and explain why I let someone sign such an intimate spot when I hadn’t been instructed to do so. I think they both figured it out though by the looks on their faces but neither one said anything.

“Great job,” Tracy said folding the papers. “We have to be going now. We’ll be in touch. Just wait until you see what we have planned for next time!”

“I can hardly wait,” I snipped, “But um . . . before you go, can I have my clothes back now?”

Anna looked puzzled, “Clothes, what clothes?”

“My WORK clothes,” I snapped growing rather impatient.

“Oh THOSE,” Anna replied, “I imagine that the boy at the mall still has them in the box. Gee, I wonder what he’s doing with your panties right about now. Anyway, sorry, gotta run, later babe.” They both got back into Tracy’s car and left without saying another word.

“YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME HERE LIKE THIS!” I protested but to no avail. They were gone. Once again, they shafted me. When was I going to learn?

At least I still had my keys. There was no way I wanted to risk another naked confrontation with my mom either. I just HAD to get some clothes. Of course, there were plenty of outfits in my office and I did after all have a key. But that would mean I’d have to walk down the garage stairs, out onto the downtown city sidewalk, then hike two blocks to my office! I thought about that idea for a minute. I told myself that it would only be a one-way trip without clothes as I would be dressed for the trip back. Then I thought about all the risks I’d be taking and what would happen if I was caught and pretty much talked myself out of it.

That didn’t leave many options though. A little voice said: it was dark and quite late. No one really is about now. They roll up the sidewalks in this town after 6 o’clock. Call me stupid but I decided to do it. I don’t know if it was really out of desperation or my hormones doing my thinking or even if it was the thrill of trying something so outrageous but I had finally convinced myself into trying.

I put my car and office keys on my watchband and took off for the garage stairwell. Once inside I treaded my way down each step being as quiet as I could be. The sound of my dress shoes echoed loudly if I wasn’t careful and I certainly didn’t want to attract any attention. Upon reaching the bottom I carefully opened the door and looked about. Just as I suspected, it was quiet and the streets pretty much deserted. I could see my office entrance stairway up ahead. It didn’t really seem that far. I could do this and I would really be exposed for all that long. Of course, there were really no places to hide if I needed to. It would have to be one continuous run. There was no going back.

Before I could change my mind, I stepped out of the stairwell and heard the door latch shut. The coast was still clear, so I took off running. I decided to keep close to the buildings staying in their shadows as much as possible. The feeling of exhilaration was intoxicating. I found myself wishing I could be naked all the time. Of course, if people COULD be naked all the time without getting into trouble it probably wouldn’t be as much fun.

I had made it half way to my office when I heard a car approaching from behind me. I froze literally hugging the wall hoping whoever it was had not seen me. I heard the car slowing down and eventually stopping!!

“Hey there!” a pleasant male voice said. I turned around and saw a middle-aged well-dressed man sitting in his car looking right at me. “Are you working?”

“No, I was earlier but I’m off now.” I said naively.

“Too bad,” the man said. “Say, I couldn’t talk you into working a little longer, could I?”

What was he talking about? I thought. He wasn’t my boss! He didn’t even know what kind of work I did . . . oh my gawd, he thought I was a HOOKER!!!

“BEAT IT, PERVERT” I said angrily and gave him “the look.”

“Okay, okay you don’t have to get all huffy about it.” He then squealed off down the street. I ran as fast as I could to my office and down the entrance stairs. Once inside I couldn’t resist taking a few moments to pleasure myself. It had been a long and tension-filled evening and I needed some attention. It felt weird doing such an intimate thing in the office but I was very needy at that moment and didn’t really care.

Eventually I picked out an outfit that I could explain to my mom if she saw me, made it back to my car and headed home. What a night!!