Standing up she read the note. "Much like change and TV remotes, this is where you'll find your next piece of clothing." Mary thought about it. A couch would be the likely place. She figured she'd have to go down stairs to get to the couches they were most likely in. She thought about how they could be in the ones upstairs, but she had a feeling they were in the ones downstairs in the electronics. So far each piece clothing has been on a different floor than the last, Jenny and Julie meant for the search to take long.
Being cautious now, Mary approached the stairs. She looked over the edge to see if she could spot the cleaning lady. Seeing into the kitchen, she did see her. She was busy away cleaning in there. Mary knew she'd have to hurry and get down there. Right then could be the perfect chance to make it to the stairs.
Running now she approached the stairs. As she went down the first few, she freaked out and turned around. The noise that was made as she ran on the stairs was loud. Unlike the upstairs, the stairs weren't carpet, but a hard tile surface. The noise her shoes made on them was much too loud if she ran. This meant that if she ran, she'd be heard before getting all the way down. If she walked though, it would take longer.
Moving back near the railing where should could look down into the kitchen, she saw the cleaner was still busy. She slowly made her decent down the stairs. Every step made her heart pump miles a minute. She wanted to run, but couldn't . She was there, exposed, and couldn't hide at this point. She wanted to turn back, before it was too late, but now forward was the only option, she was past half way. On the final few steps she stopped. At that moment she let it all sink in. She had made it without being caught. It felt like nothing could go wrong. Could she tempt it any longer? She started counting in her head. She got up to 20, and wanted to go farther. On 33 though she though she heard something, perhaps the cleaning lady wheeling her cart that way. She had to keep moving.
Walking around the stairs, away from the kitchen stuff, Mary made her way to the electronics. Couches lay in front of TV's, and so her search began. She flipped cushions and stuck her hand under between the floor and couches. Her search did actually yield a bit of change and at one point an actual TV Remote. She wondered if they were put there on purpose.
Before finding any clothing though, she heard humming. It must have been the cleaning lady she though. She quickly ran for cover behind a chair as the cleaning lady wheeled her cart right by the area. Luckily the chair was a large black leather recliner, it kept her hidden. The lady disappeared into the backroom soon enough.
Stepping out from behind the chair she decided to check in the chair too, it wouldn't be too odd to find it there. Feeling around the chair, Mary brushed against something. At that moment the chair started to hum. Mary stepped back, surprised at the sudden noise. She then noticed though that it was a vibrating chair. She looked to make sure the cleaning lady was gone for sure. She couldn't pass the chance up.
Sitting down the chair, Mary's eyes widened. The feel was amazing. She didn't know if it was because she was naked, or if it was because of her heightened senses because of the nudity. Either way she told herself she needed to come back one day to do this again. The vibrations felt great. The stress from the fear was slowly easing away. She was almost lost in another fantasy though as she heard a door open. She quickly got off the chair and tried running away. 'So much for being relaxed,' she thought. She didn't shut the chair off though. She hid behind a nearby couch as the cleaner re-entered the room.
This time as she passed though she stopped. She noticed the chair. She stepped over and examined the thing. "I swear, she plays tricks like this on us just to annoy us. What kind of manager does that?" the cleaner said as she found the off switch. She then attended to fixing the couch next to it that Mary hadn't done herself yet. Mary this whole time sat silently. She was so close to being discovered, and it wasn't easy to keep her breathing low. Heart racing she preyed in her head for the lady to go away.
After time passing though, the cleaner was on her way again. Mary got up, and went back to searching through the couches and chairs. In a particular couch she felt something. It was nice and soft, different than the leather of the couch she was searching. She tugged on it and out came her panties. They were quite a cute pair too, sky blue. She pulled them up over the shoes and looked at them. She was finally partially covered.
The panties though, something seemed too nice about them. She then remembered. The panties were the same panties she left on the strangers door that one night. 'How'd they get here?' she questioned herself. Then it hit her. Susan, Susan was the girl in the nightgown that caught her at the door. When Jenny and Julie picked the house at 'random' they really chose Susan's. These panties were actually hers, and Susan had seen here naked before. Mary almost felt betrayed, like they set her up to be caught and scare her half to death. Stopping to think about it though, they didn't betray her trust. Sure she got caught, but it wasn't by a stranger, but someone they knew wouldn't be angry, wouldn't call the police or anything.
She found the clue, but before reading it saw something. Out the front windows she could see the sun rising. She had spent a good amount of time there. Now other workers would be coming in. Mary wanted to find more clothes, but it was getting too late.
She headed towards the backdoor and stopped in the backroom. She remembered what Susan asked, to say goodbye to her before she left. Mary looked back out into the store. She didn't know where she would be. Wandering out she started to search.
It didn't take long until she saw Susan walk through the front part of the store. She had some papers in hand as she headed to a side room. Mary quickly ran over before the cleaner showed up. She didn't shout to Susan though as she walked in the doorway. Mary made her way to the door, and slowly let herself in.
"Why what a pleasant surprise. I can see you found some more clothing," Susan greeted as she was putting papers in a pile on the desk.
