Part 1
Suzie hung up the phone, having finished ordering some room service. It would be awhile until it was done though. She sat down on her bed, kicking her feet, thinking of what to do next.
She had saved up some money so she could go somewhere fun for the weekend. It being summer break between colleges classes meant it was time for relaxation. Just her luck though, it was storming out that night, meaning she had to stay indoors. She had dressed down to some shorts and a tank top and was ready to relax the day away. The clothing was old, but she thought they were comfortable and good nightwear. She also had socks on to keep her feet warm.
Suzie noticed that she was low on ice, and figured she might as well fill it up. She got up and grabbed the bucket and headed out the door.
Suzie didn't mind too much that she was walking through the hall in her night clothes. She wouldn't have hit the town like that, but she figured it was Ok since it was just a hotel and not many people were around. She did giggle a little at the trough of being out in the hall with only socks on her feet though.
When she got to the ice machine down the hall though, she saw the 'out of service' sign on it. She sighed and mumbled, "Just my luck."
She wasn't about to give up of course. She figured if she went a floor up she could find a working machine. She entered the nearest stairwell, and headed up a floor. She exited it, and she soon found herself another ice machine, a working one this time.
Humming to herself, she made her way back to the stairwell, happy to have completed her mission. She had both hands on her bucket of ice, so she turned her back to the door and proceeded to push it open with her rear end to get back into the stairwell. Suzie didn't notice though a loose screw on the door and it had snaked its way into a gap in the seam on her shorts.
As she pushed her way through the doorway and began to turn and walk away from the door, Suzie felt a tug at her shorts. It didn't register what was going on, she just felt resistance. She naturally just tried to pull away from it, but since the heavy door wasn't about to sway with her, her shorts were quickly torn down their entire seam!
In a moment Suzie was left in just her tank top and bright red panties. She had enough foresight to keep her screech quiet as she crouched as if to hide. She looked down and saw just how bare her legs were now with only her panties and socks below her waist.
Suzie held the ice bucket in front of the front of her panties as she slowly stood straight up. She looked around and was thankful that she was alone.
Suzie wasn't too surprised something like this would happen; it was typical of her luck to land her in situations like this. She felt she was lucky enough though that she was still relatively dressed and her room wasn't far. She hadn't seen anyone on the way to the ice machine, and hopefully wouldn't on the way back.
Suzie quickly walked down the stairs, not planning to show her panties off to anyone. She could see and feel her legs were completely bare, and the cold stair well reminded her of that as she head down to her floor.
She stood in front of the door leading to her hallway, and she set the ice bucket down. She tried tugging at her tank top, but the tight material couldn't be stretched nearly far enough to cover anything. With her shorts gone, she regretted not having a bra on either. Even though the shorts were really only a small bit of fabric, and she was showing only a few extra inches of skin, she felt almost naked.
She took a deep breath and opened the door. She took a long look down the hall. She didn't see any other guests, so she picked up her ice bucket and left the stairwell. Now as she passed door after door, she knew she wouldn't be able to hide and anyone could walk out and discover her.
She tried to not stare at the doors and think about anyone catching her. Too many times in her life she had been seen undressed, and although no one at the hotel would know her, she hardly wanted to be the subject of anyone's' "what happened over summer vacation" stories.
Suzie was lucky to get to her room undetected. She set her ice down and quickly tried to get into her room. Yet as she pulled at her door handle, nothing happened. She tried and tried again, but the door refused to open. It didn't hit her right away, but she realized that it of course wouldn't open, she didn't have a key!
She didn't know why, but she somehow forgot her key. She had managed to lock herself out of her room, and with her awful luck, she wound up without her shorts on top of it.
She stood, trying to quickly think of something, anything to do. She didn't want to admit it in the end, but it seemed like she was out of options. She would have to somehow make it down to the front desk and get a new key for her room.
She felt vulnerable standing in the middle of the hall though, so she made a dash back for the stairwell to try and think it over again. She hated the fact she had to run away from her room, panties out on show, but she reasoned it would be safer in the stairwell.
As she got close to the door to the stairwell, Suzie's heart nearly burst from her chest. She heard the elevator's chime and heard what sounded like its doors opening. No more than a few feet away, someone was going to get out of the elevator, and see her. She would have normally taken the time to check the stair well, but panic set in and she just opened the door and rushed in.
On the other side, Suzie was lucky to be alone. She let the door close and she took a few steps down the stairs and sat down.
She rubbed her hands up and down her legs. She couldn't believe something like this was happening to her again. She couldn't imagine a situation where she could get out of this without being seen.
She tried remembering the lobby. She thought about ways to sneak up to the counter, but she wouldn't be able to hide from anyone on her side of the counter. She stood and felt out the back of her panties. She knew anyone would be able to see her pantied butt if she did this. Yet there were no other options she concluded.
She gathered up all the courage she could, and began her descent down the stairs. She had an agonizing five flights to think about what she was about to do. She told herself to not stop though, that she had to get it over with. She spent the last flight telling herself to not even stop at the door, to just walk out of it and enter the lobby and get up to the counter as fast as she could.
Her resolve wasn't nearly strong enough though, and as she opened the door and felt the air from the room flow through the doorway and across her bare skin, she let go of the door and quickly scurried away from it. She tried to collect herself, waiting wasn't going to help she convinced herself.
On her second attempt, Suzie didn't run away. She made it out the door and was in a small alcove attached to the lobby. Two elevators sat on each side of her, and around the corner she knew was the front desk. She could hug the wall and hope the counter was high enough to hide her panties, but she knew that the front doors and the entire lobby would have view of her. This also depended on there being no one at the desk too. She didn't want to risk peeking around any corners either, that way she didn't raise suspicion.
"Maybe if anyone sees, they'll just think it's a swimsuit," she consoled herself. She subconsciously adjusted her panties, to make sure they were at least well adjusted.
Before someone could come across her standing in the elevator alcove, Suzie began to walk out, right into the lobby.
The lobby was very well lit; in no way would anything be hidden by shadows. Suzie turned right away so not to walk into the middle of the room at least. She sighed in relief seeing no one standing in the lobby. She also was happy to see the counter was indeed high enough to hide her lower half.
"How may I help?" the girl behind the counter asked Suzie as she walked up. Suzie didn't know what to say, she wasn't quite prepared to actually talk to anyone.
"Oh, um... I was uh locked out of my room!" she said as she looked around. She knew she was looking suspicious, but at any time someone could enter the room and see her.
"Ok, do you have you ID on hand?" The lady asked. Suzie almost wanted to comment on her lack of pockets to put anything in, but she wasn't about to flash her panties to the desk lady.
"I um don't..." she meekly said.
"Oh well you can probably guess I can't just give you a key to a room with nothing to prove who you are," The desk lady explained. Suzie wasn't sure what she was doing, but out of the corner of her eye she saw someone walking into the room. It was two girls just a year or two younger than her probably. Both stopped and looked Suzie up and down. Before they could even react, Suzie looked back at the desk lady, not wanting to know what they thought.
"Please, I need to get back in my room. Isn't there something I can do to prove it? Like the card I used to pay for the room ends in 1234, and I've been here only two days now, and I just ordered some room service!" Suzie said in panic, wanting to get out of there.
The lady at the desk started to type on her keyboard some. "Ok, I suppose that will do. Just give me a moment." Suzie was left waiting there as the desk lady did some more work on the computer. Suzie dared to look behind her. The two girls were gone, but a man in a business suit was doing a double take as he came through the door.
Suzie quickly turned away from him, not wanting to make eye contact. She began to blush, knowing her red panties weren't hidden from that man's view. She subconsciously raised her right foot and rubbed it against the back of her left calf. The soft cotton of her socks reminded her how bare her skin was. "Hurry up, hurry up," she pleaded in her mind.