A Two For Two Deal

This was a bad idea. This was such a bad idea.

Katrina got up from her table, not even bothering to take a sip from the drink she gave up her top for. She made her way to the counter. The trip felt shorter this time than the last. Maybe she was getting used to being almost naked in public. Or maybe she was too focused on what she was about to do to care. Her pounding heart made her think it was the latter.

Brie greeted her at the counter with a smile, “Can I help you?” It was the same practiced greeting Katrina had seen Brie use before. Like Katrina was just a normal customer who wasn’t about to bare it all in public.

“Yeah, could I get, um,” Katrina trailed off. What do you buy when you’re trading away all the clothes on your back? There was the lemon cake but she didn’t actually want something that sweet right now. Plus, she had already had a lot of sugar today. She could get a sandwich, maybe. No, that wasn’t right either.

Brie cleared her throat, “By the way, we recently got some new merchandise. A lot of customers have been enjoying it.”

Katrina blinked. Brie took out two cups, each encased in their own packaging. One was a dark navy with stars painted all around a cup. It was reminiscent of a starry night sky, the Coffee Stars logo. The other displayed a full moon with a similar starry background. They were a bit tacky, but Katrina didn’t care; all she needed was something to spend her clothes on.

“Those look nice. I guess, I’ll take the set.”

“Fantastic.”

The red-head waited with a patient smile on her face. Katrina knew what came next but she hesitated. Where does she start? If she began with the shoes Brie might think she’s a prude, but if she took off the panties first would that be too slutty? Maybe Brie likes slutty. Why does she even care what Brie thinks anyways? She just met this woman for goodness sake. The brunette shifted nervously, consumed by her warring thoughts.

“Whenever you’re ready.”

Brie’s prompting gently knocked Katrina out of her cerebral hamster wheel. It was time to make a decision. Shoes. She would start with the shoes and then go sluttier. It might be a rule but can’t seem too eager, right?

Katrina bent over at the waist and started to undo her shoe laces. She was very aware of the view she was giving everyone in the coffee shop. It wasn’t like she was wearing a thong, but she could feel the fabric clinging to her rear ride up a bit. Moreover, she was giving Brie quite the view from the front.

Katrina had moved to cover her breasts with only one arm so the other could untie her laces. A single arm was enough to cover nipples, but she was still showing off copious amounts of cleavage from bending over. She hoped one hand was enough to undo her laces quickly. It wasn’t.

Katrina fumbled with the knots holding her laces together. A combination of nerves and being used to having an extra hand made the process excruciatingly long. She glanced up almost apologetically at Brie who continued to wait patiently, albeit with a more amused look in her eyes.

“Sorry, just need a minute.”, said Katrina.

“No worries, I don’t mind waiting.” The hint of lust glimmering in Brie’s eyes made it clear that was the truth but not because she was being polite.

With a bit more struggle, Katrina finally undid the laces on both her shoes and slipped them off. The socks came off easily even if she was still only using one hand. All those palates classes she took to improve her balance finally came in handy as she didn’t fall flat on her ass.

Katrina handed both her socks and shoes to Brie who put them behind the counter. She briefly wondered if all that should have counted as more than one item, but Brie didn’t mention anything so it probably didn’t. Or Brie just wasn’t going to tell her.

The barista slid the starry sky mug across the counter to Katrina who nodded.

“Just one more to go, might as well complete the set.” Katrina’s eyes widened as her face turned a shade darker.

“You know, the mug set.” Brie held up the other mug. “Did you think I was talking about something else?”

“N-no, definitely thinking of the same thing you were.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

Katrina nodded. Her body felt like it was on fire. Her one free hand trembled as she hooked her thumb underneath the waistband of her panties and started to pull. Once they were far enough down, Katrina shifted her legs to give them that final push so gravity could do the rest. They fell to her feet, pooling around her ankles before she stepped out of them.

She was naked, completely naked in a public place where anyone could see her. The people in the shop. The customers. The employees. Brie… The red-head looked at her with barely concealed mirth. She held her hand out without saying a word.

Katrina crouched down, refusing to give away all her secrets by bending over again. She grasped her panties with one hand and quickly stood up. Katrina’s hands darted out putting her panties on the counter before retreating to between her legs.

Brie lifted the undergarments up with two fingers. She smirked at the obvious damp spot on them. Her eyes briefly glanced back at Katrina who squirmed under her gaze. Brie placed Katrina’s last stitch of clothing with the rest of her things behind the counter.

With that done, the red-headed barista turned her attention back to Katrina. She crossed her arms and gave a playful look but behind it there was something solid, stern. The air shifted. Katrina might have the all-powerful Rulebook but Brie was the one in charge now.

“You’re aware of the rules, right?”

“Yes…”

“Good, then you know I’m your new temporary manager. It doesn’t come with a pay raise, sadly, but it does come with fun new responsibilities.” Katrina suppressed a shudder. She was all too aware of what those responsibilities were, and the power she had given a complete stranger over her.

Brie grinned deviously, “Here’s what I want you to do…”