Kim said, “That is for you to figure out. I will take your clothes to the car and be waiting in the parking lot for you. It will take a couple of minutes for me to get to the car, so don’t get there too soon. Lisa will be watching you from somewhere in the store, so don’t even think about getting something to cover up with.”
Lisa said, “I’ll also be recording this on my cell phone so that Kim can see what happens. And since you earned a punishment for complaining, you are going to have to find an employee and take a selfie with them before coming to the car.”
I said, “WHAAAAAT!”
Kim giggled and quickly said, “You better shut up now or we’ll add another punishment.”
Lisa advised, “You better pick a young guy who will be less likely to call the cops!”
I didn’t say anything else for fear of something worse, though I couldn’t comprehend what could be worse.
Kim disappeared with my clothes and my heart sank. I looked up at Lisa pleadingly, but she just laughed and walked off, leaving me there naked in an open store with only my cell phone! MY CELL PHONE! That reminded me I was going to have to find some guy to take a selfie with! This was going to be torture.
I was still crouching down behind the carpet samples, now naked and alone. I could feel the heat rising from my pussy. The smell wafted up to my nose. Suddenly, I heard some voices from a couple of isles away! A man and a woman were talking about flooring for their bathroom. How appropriate I thought because I’m about to shit! I have to get moving because it sounds like they are coming this way.
My stomach was in my throat and I felt like throwing up. I’m completely naked in the back of this store with no clothes anywhere near. And Lisa was somewhere watching me. Oh yeah, I still have to find somebody to take a selfie with me before dashing out of the store.
I stayed crouched down and sort of waddled from isle to isle along the back of the store, checking each isle for trouble before continuing. As I got to the appliance section, I saw a man typing on a computer. He had a beard and looked like he was in his 50s. He might not be the best choice for the selfie. For one, I was still in the back of the store and I thought it would be better to do it towards the front, so I could make a mad dash out the door afterwards. Second, maybe he wouldn’t think it is funny and call the cops. I would be better off finding a young guy. But what if I get to the front of the store and don’t find anybody else? I would have to come back. I’m overthinking this. Just then, there were more voices. I had to get moving again.
The appliance guy wasn’t looking, and I didn’t see anybody else, so I made a dash along the back of the store to the lumber area, figuring there would be less people there. Hiding behind a stack of wood, I stopped to catch my breath. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. I ran a finger along my slit and confirmed I was soaking wet. My nipples were like rocks and were aching to be touched. I was scared to death, shaking and still hot as a firecracker! This is unbelievable. No time for this now. Have to get the selfie and get the hell out of here!
I realized that so far, all I had done was go from one side of the store to the other, still at the far back. I was no closer to the exit than I was a couple of minutes ago. So, I started moving toward the front, through the lumber section. Scurrying from isle to isle again, I stopped behind a display near the drills and saws section. I peered around the corner and saw a young male employee fiddling with a drill. It was now or never!
I couldn’t believe I was about to do this, but I whispered, “Pssst, sir.”
He looked my direction and I stuck my head out from around the display I was hiding behind.
I said, “Would you come help me?”
He said, “Sure, just a second.” He couldn’t tell I was naked because all he could see at that point was my head.
I impatiently waited, feeling like I wanted to throw up again as he approached me with a smile. When he finally got to the display I was hiding behind, I slowly stood up, looking around in a panic for anybody else that might see.
He said kind of under his breath, “What the fuck?”
I said, “I need a favor.”
He replied, “Yeah, I guess you do. What the hell is going on?”
I blurted out, “It’s a dare, come on, I don’t have much time.”
“What do you want me to do?” he asked. His eyes were scanning up and down my naked body.
“I have to take a selfie with you before I can leave. Will you do it and not get me in trouble?”
He said, “I could get fired if I get caught with a naked girl in the store.”
“All the more reason to do it fast and I’ll be out of here,” I said.
He said, “OK, but can I get a picture too?”
“Uuuuuuhhhhhhg, OK, OK let’s do this before we get caught,” I said.
He took out his phone and I held up my phone and quickly snapped a picture.
I turned to dash away and he said, “Wait, I wasn’t ready!”
I said, “You can’t be serious. I thought you were worried about getting caught! Hurry up, you have 2 seconds.”
He aimed the phone and we both smiled as he took the shot. Don’t ask why I smiled. It seems kind of stupid looking back on it. I guess it was a force of habit when taking a selfie.
I told the guy thanks and began to look for an escape route.
He lightly grabbed my right arm and timidly said, “Hey can I touch you?”
I scoffed, “What? NO!”
“Nothing nasty, just a little feel. You are soooo hot, I just want to touch your skin a little” he said.
I saw an opportunity and said, “Ok, if you help me get out of here without getting caught.”
Without responding to my request, he reached out and brushed my rock hard nipples up and down with the back of his hand. If it were possible, my nipples became even harder and I tingled all over at his touch. Then, he reached his right hand down toward my crotch. His hand was shaking as much as I was! He slowly ran his fingers back and forth along my slit, which immediately caused me to gush. With a shudder, my juices poured over his fingers.
He gasped, and brought his fingers up in front of his face and stared at them in disbelief. I blushed hard. I just stood there like an idiot, naked in the middle of the store after the clerk had rubbed my pussy to orgasm! He was playing with my cum, rubbing his fingers together and then spreading them to create a sheet of cum between them. I was absolutely petrified, and could feel my juices dripping from my pussy onto the bare cement floor!
A woman’s voice from and aisle or two over snapped me out of my trance.
I said, “That’s enough, help me get out of here.”
He said “I’m Derek, by the way.”
“Mis… j-just get me out of here!” I cried.
He then took his hand that was covered with my cum, cupped my pussy again, and spread the juices all over my light brown pubic hair. My whole mound was now matted with sticky cum. My knees buckled in desperation, trying to get more contact. I was on the verge of cuming again! It felt so good! It was like I had forgotten where I was. What the hell am I doing? I have to get out of here!