I really got myself into trouble this time. A girl that lives in my condo complex happened to have her video camera handy when I put on the show for the workmen. She threatened to give the tape to my husband if I didn’t comply with her demands. Even though I was an innocent victim in all of this, I’m sure my husband wouldn’t see it that way. I decided it would be in my best interests to abide by her requests.
The girl’s name is Linda and she works in the women’s clothing section of a local department store. Roger is Linda’s boyfriend and he works as a security guard at the store. She said that Roger was turned on once when he had the opportunity frisk a young female customer. After the search was completed, he took Linda into a dressing room and had his way with her. Linda wanted to repeat the experience, so she thought that having Roger strip-search me would surely turn him on.
Her plan was for me to try on some clothes and then attempt to leave the store while I was still wearing them. Roger would catch me and take me into the security room where he would make me remove the clothes, then set me free. It sounded simple enough so I agreed to her little scheme. Unfortunately, these things never go as planned when my nudity is involved. I should have known that I’d end up exposed to a bigger audience than just her boyfriend.
I went into the store, entered a dressing room and removed all of my clothes. As I stood there waiting in the nude, Linda walked through the store looking for just the right outfit for me to wear. She finally returned with a skimpy halter dress and nothing else! The dress barely covered my butt and the fabric was so sheer that you could practically see right through it. As I reached up to tie the halter around my neck, I looked in the mirror and noticed that my nipples were visible beneath the pale blue dress. In the light, you could also see the shadow of my neatly trimmed brunette bush, which was barely hidden by thin material.
I poked my head out of the dressing room and said, “Hey Linda, I can’t walk through the store in this dress. You can see right through it, and it’s so small, too. Where’d you find it, in the children’s section?”
Linda threw the curtain of the dressing room open and said, “Just get going. No one will even notice.”
She was wrong. As I walked out of the dressing room, everyone seemed to notice! The flimsy dress immediately began to attract attention and I started feeling a little self-conscious. Even with the dress on, I still felt like I was practically naked. My nipples were poking through the thin material and my pussy hair was even more visible in the store’s bright lights. As I walked, the back of the dress would flip up and expose the lower portion of my bare butt cheeks. I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to run back into the dressing room and hide, but against my better judgment, I decided to carry out the mission and hope for the best.
I acted as if I was going to leave the store, so Linda called security and accused me of shoplifting. A heavyset woman in a security guard uniform took me by the arm and marched me into a room at the front of the store. A man in his thirties was also leading a teenaged girl into the same room. The guy’s name was Don and he worked in the jewelry department. Don said that he saw the young girl stuff a necklace into her bra.
Suddenly Linda burst into the room and said, “Hey Margaret, where’s Roger?”
The heavyset woman holding my arm replied, “He went to a training seminar downtown.”
Then Margaret pointed to me and asked, “Is this your shoplifter?”
Linda muttered, “Yes, but…”
Margaret said, “Thanks. You can go now.”
I whispered, “Wait, Linda. Do something!”
Linda said in a disappointed tone, “Sorry, I can’t. I’ll loose my job. I have to get back to work now.”
Linda had a look on her face like she was really sorry, but that didn’t help my situation at all. She just walked out of the room and left me standing there with hardly any clothes on. Then, to make matters worse, Margaret picked up the phone and asked someone named Paul to take a break and come into the security room.
“Oh great,” I thought to myself, “She’s inviting another man to come in and feast his eyes on my scantly clad body.”
It turned out to be worse that I expected. When the door swung opened, not one, but two guys entered the room. They appeared to be loading dock workers. The older guy, who turned out to be Paul, took a look at my skimpy dress, then smiled at Margaret and thanked her for calling him.
Paul said, “I hope you don’t mind that I brought Adam along.”
Margaret answered, “No problem. I hope you don’t mind if I work while you take your break. I’ve caught a couple of thieves and it looks like I’m gonna have to search ‘em for evidence.”
Paul said, “I don’t mind at all.”
I thought to myself, “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind watching a couple of young girls getting frisked!”
Paul looked to be about fifty years old. The man had grey hair and he was missing his front tooth. Paul was ugly, but he looked like a perfect match for Margaret. Adam, on the other hand, was about nineteen and very attractive with a great body. The two guys sat down at a table in the middle of the room. Don pulled up a chair and joined them at the table. Even though I expected Margaret to frisk me, I felt pretty confident that she wouldn’t strip search me in a room full of men…but I was wrong!
