Marys Game In The Store Ch 02

Once in the backroom of the store, Mary stared at the various items of stock back there. She perked up though when she heard Susan start explaining things. Something about Susan made Mary want to listen. Mary was a good girl at heart, and always made sure to listen to authority.

"Well as you probably know, your clothes are hidden about here. You have as much time as you want to take, but I warn you, once the employees start coming, you're in trouble. I will make sure no security tape is taken or kept of you. Try to not break or mess anything up; I'd like the place ready for business in the morning. You leave when you think you have enough clothes. I'll be wandering around the place to keep an eye on things. In about an hour a cleaning lady will be here, so watch out. I'll try my best to get you out of any jams if you happen to run into her."

"Oh, we forgot to mention, whatever clothes you find are what you're wearing to the special adventure we have set up after this is done," Jenny added in.

Mary looked around the back room. She didn't even really consider not doing it anymore; she figured it was pretty safe. It couldn't take more than an hour to do it. "What if I get stuck though?" Mary queried.

"You can either find me, or you can use the phone behind the front desk to call these two. Speaking of you two, don't you two have somewhere to be?" Susan asked.

"Yeah, we should be going now. Don't worry Mary; we're just going to go have some fun of our own nearby, perhaps the gas station or something. We won't be gone more than hour. When you're done, we're parked outside. Love you!" Julie said as the two were walking out the door.

Mary thought about how she was miles from home and her clothes. She thought about how her ride was now leaving her there. If she didn't hurry, she'd be stuck naked in front of employees and maybe even shoppers. She quickly started to walk out into the store.

"Not so fast, forgetting something?" Susan asked. Mary stopped to think. She didn't know what she could be forgetting, not like she brought anything. "The first clue," Susan said holding out a piece of paper.

"Oh, sorry," Mary said taking the piece of paper. "Thank you very much."

"Don't mention it. Also you don't need to apologize sweetie." Susan said as she wandered out into the store herself.

Mary looked out the door to the store. From there she could see it led straight into the electronics section. Not too far from there were the front doors. In the center were the stairs heading to the second floor. She looked down at the clue for the first time now.

"These whites are not for the tooth fairy." was written on the piece of paper. Mary stopped to think. The answer seemed obvious; it had something to do with a pillow. Perhaps these clues weren't too hard. Mary started to walk out into the store looking around for the beds or pillows.

Bright light started to appear everywhere suddenly. Mary screeched and looked up and around to see the store was lit up as if it were open. She, out of instinct, covered up. She then heard in a loud voice, "Sorry if I scared you sweetie, figured you'd like a bit of light to help your search!" Mary realized it was Susan shouting. Mary could look down and now see her entire naked form lit up. She ran her hands down her chest to her stomach, then back up. She pushed her breast up admiring them for a moment. "It's always so hard to fully believe this is happening," she muttered to herself.

Wandering past the TV's and stereos, Mary couldn't help but notice how exciting this was. In a few hours there would be people walking through here constantly. She was in a store, and completely naked. With the lights on it was hard to even tell the store was closed. Mary was half expecting someone to show up behind her and ask if there was anything she needed help finding. She toyed with the idea in her mind. She pretended she'd ask for her clothes. How embarrassing it would be to be led around by a sales person to find her clothes, and in front of customers.

She had made her way to the center of the store, in front of the stairs. She did not see beds anywhere in eye site. She looked up the stairs and could tell there was cabinets and other things there, so she decided to make that her next location.

Climbing the stairs pushed Mary's nerves farther. Not only were the lights on, but the stairs were a lot of open space. They were ten feet wide, and no cover to hide behind. If anyone were around they would see her and all of her at that. She wrapper her hands around her body, almost as if she had a chill.

At the top Mary was able to see the beds towards the back. She quickly ran back there happy to get her first clue done fast. When she got there though, she discovered a new problem. There were over 20 beds there, and no sign of clothing. Thinking about the clue though, she knew she had to check under the pillows most likely.

She went bed by bed, flipping the pillows over. Each time not finding anything. She couldn't go quick either. She wanted to make sure she had checked well, and that she remade the beds. She didn't want to be rude and leave the beds a mess for Susan. She had checked over half the beds now and still found nothing.

The beds left over now though were large king sized ones. There were three rows of beds. Two back to back, a gab, and then the last row was up against the wall. Mary was now in the middle aisle. She looked at the first one and how large it was. She had to actually climb on top of with how it was so raised up. Once on the bed she flipped over the pillows. There underneath them she found a pair of white socks. She quickly slipped them on. She wasn't surprised she got the least important item of clothing. She wasn't disappointed though, she had been enjoying the nudity.

Mary was still sitting on the bed when she finished putting the socks on. She couldn't help but tell how nice the bed felt on her naked body. She lied down on her back and closed her eyes. She rolled and tossed on the bed, feeling all she could of it. Lying on her back she spread her legs and day dreamed for a moment. She thought about what it would be like to fall asleep there; she was tired after all from staying up so late, and being found by customers the next day. "I'll take the bed with the naked girl on it if you'd please!" would say one of the shoppers. She sighed as she lay there with her eyes closed. She sat straight up though. She realized she was getting awfully close to actually falling asleep.

She started to wander back into the rest of the store. She couldn't believe the fantasies she kept having. She really was starting to get hooked on these nude adventures. Just then though she remembered that she needed the next clue. She quickly scurried back in just her socks.

Looking around on the bed she was able to find the missing clue, and after fixing the bed a second time, she read the note aloud, "The Fisherman may have caught only a boot, but it was a meal enough for him. It's almost like they were forcing a joke or something." Mary crumpled the paper and slipped it into her sock. She figured that there wasn't fishing gear in this store, so that would mean the next best bet would be to check the kitchen stuff with the mentioning of cooking. She guessed it would be her shoes next.

Going back down the stairs Mary made her way to the kitchen stuff. With no real good place to start, Mary just started searching. She looked in ovens and microwaves; she opened the drawers, and checked inside the kitchen sinks. She found in a drawer a pair of oven mitts. She slipped them on her hands and covered her breast with them. She put on a face of surprised, pretending to be caught naked. She then imagined herself there, cooking food naked. She grabbed a frying pan and pretended to be flipping pancakes. Perhaps she'd be wearing an apron to keep herself a bit protected though. Looking behind herself she stuck out her bum picturing how everyone would see it sticking out as she cooked all the customers' breakfast.

Breaking out another fantasy of hers, she tried to get back to the task at hand. Putting the mitts away she continued to check around. Finally she was able to find a shoe inside a pot atop a stove. Just one shoe though, the clue was tucked under the laces. "Two halves make a whole. Much like how these lamps match." Mary didn't even think this was a riddle like the others. It was obvious this was for the next shoe. Somewhere there must be two matching lamps.

She remembered upstairs there were lamps, so that's where she headed. She left the one shoe behind, figuring having only one would be silly. She'd come back to get it when she had both found. Heading up the stairs she was feeling less and less worried. She felt she was getting things done plenty fast, even though she didn't know the time. Getting to the lamp section she started looking for the two lamps that looked the same.

Walking by the many bright lamps, Mary could not find what she was looking for. The lamps were sometimes similar, no clothing or anything nearby, nowhere to be hidden either. She continued to wander when the living room set up displays caught her eye. Seeing lamps in there, she headed over.

She checked under tables and such near lamps of a matching kind. No results though. She sat down for a small break on a couch. She posed herself laying down, pretending to be some type of mannequin, of course though people would be seeing her naked there. 'Oh the site they would see.' She thought to herself.

Getting up and off the couch, she continued her search. Once wandering enough though she saw something. Sitting atop a table was one of her shoes. She rushed over to it and found a clue inside. She looked around though, there was no sign of another lamp like the one next to the shoe. She then caught site of something. It was herself. She saw a mirror there on the wall. In the mirror she could see her whole nude body from head to her knees. Also in the mirror was the reflection of the nearby lamp, the matching pair obviously. She really only got lucky on this clue though, by noticing the shoe first.

Still standing in front the mirror, Mary looked over herself. There she was fully nude in the store. She then remembered the socks though. She then lifted a foot up and held it up with one hand balancing on the other foot. She looked at her sock covered foot, the only covering she really had. This pose left her exposed though, very exposed. She almost dropped her foot right then and there out of modesty. She hesitated though. She looked at the image. So much intimate detail could be seen in that pose. She slowly put her foot down, but kept them apart. She kept seperating her legs farther and farther by small amounts. She giggled at the site she was giving herself. With her legs as open as they were, she could actually see the moisture running down her legs. She cupped her hands over her pussy in false modesty, imaging people around her staring at the same site in the mirror. She moaned at the feel of her hands putting pressure there. Suddenly though she heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Looking behind her she knew someone was coming. She remembered the warning of the cleaning lady. Suddenly this easy adventure could turn quickly into a nightmare. Mary looked around and quickly ducked behind a couch. Waiting silently she waited to see where the noise was headed. It go quieter though. Did they leave? She peaked her head out from around the couch to look. She saw the stairs, but no one there. Her right hand found its way between her legs though, not forgetting the pleasure a moment ago.

Mary was breathing deep. She was now really close to being exposed, she knew it. The risk and thrill though, it only heightened her arousal. Moment after moment it just increased as she though about the possibilities. She was almost going into a full blown pant at this point. 'Where is she?' She though to herself.

Then Mary felt a hand on her shoulder. This single thing made Mary freeze. Behind her now someone had caught her naked, fully naked in a store. Sure she had socks, but they hid nothing. This person now found her, it was too late to hide or anything. Not only naked, but she had a finger pressed hard against her clitoris, and it kept putting more and more pressure down. Mary was close to going over the edge now. Fear and arousal had her paralyzed, unable to think or move.

Her frozen state was broken though. The hand pulled her around, simultaneously releasing her hand from between her legs, ending the pressure against her clit, barely stopping orgasm. Mary was now able to start to focus. She heard her name being said.

"Mary, Mary. Mary! You Ok sweetie?" said the lady. Mary looked and saw that it was only Susan. Mary suddenly got a lot more bashful though. Her cheeks burst into a deeper shade of red, and her hand returned between her legs, this time to cover up.

"Oh I wasn't doing what you think I was doing , I didn't mean to offend at all, I'm sorry!" Mary bursted out, embarrassed. "I just got a little carried away! I didn't leave any stains or anything!" She tried explaining.

"I thought you just said you weren't doing that sweetie," Susan joked as she turned behind her. "Here you left these downstairs, and these over there by the mirror." Susan than handed both shoes to Mary.

"Thank you so much. Why'd you do that?" Mary said, surprised at the help.

"Seems the cleaning lady is hear now. I was hoping to help you out a bit. It's not like the shoes will help you anyways sweetie. Now get back to finding yourself some clothes. Be sure to stop and say goodbye to me before leaving though." She said as she got up and walked away.

Mary stopped to think for a moment. She was awfully close to being caught by a stranger. Why did it turn her on so much? What could have happened.

Another thought crossed her mind though, Susan. Something about Susan seemed familiar. She didn't know what though. It's almost as if she has seen her before. Mary got up and sat on the couch. She retrieved the clue from the shoe and put them on. Her nudity seemed only enhanced by the shoes though, but she did admit it was nice.