Before she can decide a customer arrives

As Mackenzie was mulling over her next best move, her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound. It was a sound that suddenly made her nervousness skyrocket. It was the sound of the front door bell. Mackenzie now had another customer waiting for her.

Mackenzie's pulse quickened as her mind raced through what to do. Her outfit was in quite an undesirable state, to say the least. Her navy blue jumpsuit had so many rips and tears that her pale skin and pink underwear seemed to be peeking through everywhere! Mackenzie's entire left sleeve was gone, and the seam along her collarbone had split up to the lapel, resulting in the corner of her jumpsuit flopping down and exposing the top of her left breast and part of her bra. The jumpsuit also had slits on each side of her body. The left one simply exposed half a foot of skin around her hip (and a hint of her panties), but the right one was another story. It stretched all the way from her knees up to her chest, likewise exposing the sheer pink fabric resting on Mackenzie's hips. But perhaps most obvious of all, the zipper track running right down the middle of her jumpsuit yawned wide open. It provided a substantial look at the middle of Mackenzie's body, from her neck to her waist. Including a teasing look at her matching sheer pink bra cradling her two lovely breasts.

But Mackenzie couldn't just leave a customer waiting! With no time and without any real options, Mackenzie settled for using both her hands to hold the center of her jumpsuit together. With one hand clamping the sides together at her chest and one hand clutching them together at her stomach, she hoped she was at least minimizing how much skin she'd be showing whoever it was that had showed up. The redhead begrudgingly **** herself to step out to the front counter, her face sporting a slight blush.

When Mackenzie saw who was waiting for her she cursed her bad luck. It was Owen Mayhew, a man about the same age as Mackenzie. They had been in a lot of the same classes throughout high school, much to her chagrin. He'd never admitted to it, but Mackenzie was pretty sure Owen had a crush on her during their younger years. She'd never been interested in him, but that hasn't seemed to have stopped him from always checking her out at every opportunity. And even nowadays he seemed to find some excuse to stop by Mackenzie's shop at least once a month. So it was a pretty safe bet that he was still carrying that torch. It was just Mackenzie's luck that he'd chosen to come in today of all days, when Mackenzie's wardrobe was torn half apart.

"Hi Owen, what can I do for you?" Mackenzie said in a polite tone. He was still a paying customer after all.

"Hi Mackenzie. What's, uh, with the getup?" he asked, blatantly eyeing her up and down, no doubt noticing the bits of skin peeking through the jumpsuit.

"Oh this? Nothing just a, uh, summer jumpsuit." she said, trying to downplay her revealing attire. "Helps keep me cooler in the heat. So what can I do for you?"

"Oh right!" Owen said, eyes snapping back up to meet Mackenzie's. "Well I just bought a new battery for my car and I was wondering if you could replace the old one for me. I'm no good with things like this, you know."

Mackenzie nodded, not believing for a second that Owen couldn't have done the replacement himself. But she wasn't exactly in a position to turn down work. So, she followed him out to his car and prepared for the quick job.

She had Owen pop the hood and grab the new battery. Then she leaned in and examined the battery, preparing for the simple job. Mackenzie quicklyand effortlessly unhooked both cables. Unfortunately, this took both hands to do. So Owen was treated to a very nice view of most of Mackenzie's bra while she freed the battery. With an even deeper blush across her face, Mackenzie pulled the old battery out of the car and set it on the ground. Aware she was giving Owen quite the free show, Mackenzie swiftly grabbed the new battery and turned to place it back inside the car.

Mackenzie leaned farther forward, securing the battery back in place and unwillingly giving Owen another private show. At least he could only partially see her exposure from where he stood off to her side. Mackenzie reattached the cables and finished the job. But, as she rose back up, the dangling top left corner of her jumpsuit caught on one of the car's components. The inch of fabric at her lapel, the only thing holding the left half of her jumpsuit together, ripped under the strain. By the time Mackenzie was standing straight up again, the entire left half of her jumpsuit had folded forward, dangling from the belt around her hips. The only thing left from her shoulder to her hips was Mackenzie's sexy pink bra. And Owen was looking right at her!

Mackenzie quickly grabbed the durable fabric and pulled it up in front of her chest, now blushing furiously. Owen looked like he'd just won the lottery, judging by the expression on his face. He had a dopey grin as he fished his wallet out of his pocket and pulled out a $20 bill.

"Here, this'll cover it, right?" he asked as he held out the bill to Mackenzie. He clearly was hoping she'd relinquish her cover in order to claim the funds. But Mackenzie used her other hand to snatch the money out of his hand.

"Yep! Thanks! Bye!" she hurriedly said as she turned and swiftly walked back into the refuge of her shop, desperately trying to hold her jumpsuit together. Luckily, she made it inside without any further issues, though she was nearly overcome with embarrassment. Owen soon drove away with no further complications, leaving Mackenzie blessedly alone in her shop once more.

She really needed to get one of the cars fixed up enough to drive home. That way she could at least get changed into a functioning uniform. But even as she walked back into the shop, the left half of the jumpsuit flopped back down again. There was no way Mackenzie could do any helpful work while nearly a quarter of her outfit flopped around wildly, not to mention how much of her it left exposed.