Clock in for a risky work day

Author's note: bit of a long chapter and not as super heavily focused on the nudity. There is some fun, but a lot of setting up for future plot points. Feedback, especially comments are always super appreciated <3

As the final tremors of my orgasm faded, I looked at my phone, which had been hanging by a strap from my wrist the entire time. One of my co-workers had texted me and as I saw the time I realized why, I was already running late. Feeling the strength in my legs only barely return, I tried my best to sprint towards the staff entrance of the mall, which was around the back, away from the prying eyes of the public, and a good thing too. Until recently this door had lax security at best, but after a few break-ins at various stores they'd upgraded from a simple badge scanner to a fingerprint reader. And since those worked with lasers, they might not work whilst I was invisible. The only problem was that a camera was pointed right at the door, but rather that than a bunch of prying eyes.

In a hurry I skipped across the asphalt of the loading bays towards the doors and nervously placed my thumb on the scanner. It detected my finger and began the scan. I held my breath, for what felt like an eternity, until...

click

The door sprang open.

That was certainly not what I expected, but I wasn't about to complain, especially as I wasn't safe yet. I now had to navigate these small maintenance hallways up to the first floor and then to the exact store I needed to be at. It would at least open into a small locker room which would allow me to at least put on some clothes without getting caught, hopefully. After the months I'd been employed here, I knew these tunnels like the back of my hand and easily navigated around until I got the stairs. I quickly climbed up to the top but finally ran out of luck. Reaching the final step, I wanted to hurry forward as I needed to be just 30 feet further, but the stairs came out to a corner, with another hallway coming in from the left. Usually I wasn't in a hurry, and could easily hear footsteps coming from there, but in my desire to get to cover as quickly as possible I failed to hear as someone had been approaching and bumped right into them.

Luckily I managed to catch myself on the wall to my right as I stumbled right from the sudden collision, but the stranger was less lucky and fell much further forward. Out of pure reflex, I reached out to catch them before they fell to the ground by grabbing on to the back of their t-shirt. I quickly realized that was a very, very bad idea and let go, but it gave the stranger enough time to catch themselves. With that initial confusion over, I got a better look at them. Judging by the short blonde hair I figured it was a man, but as I took a longer look at their body, I realized it was probably a woman instead. My suspicion was confirmed when she began to speak, though not in a language I understood. Her voice was deep but mellow and sent a slight jolt of arousal through my core. I also knew I couldn't move anymore, as my bare feet slapping against the hard concrete would only alert her more to her presence, so instead I pressed my naked ass against the cold wall, giving me goosebumps as I waited on the stranger to move.

She slowly stood up and looked around, clearly confused. Now that she was standing, I got a better look at her and the first thing I noticed was her outfit, which consisted of a very tight white button-up t-shirt and some equally tight black jeans. Her nice but modest curves were incredibly well highlighted and I found myself glad that I was invisible so I could just take her in for the last few moments she was standing there before she moved on. As she walked away from me, I noticed that my catching her had untucked her shirt from the back of her pants, revealing a small tattoo on her back of a set of lips, the lower set playfully bitten. But before long she was out of sight and eventually I came back to my sense and returned to my original goal.

The place I worked at was a tiny gym. I say tiny, but for a place in a mall this place was pretty big, it was just not nearly as big as most gyms. The main selling points of the gym were that it was cheap, and all of its staff was essentially eye candy with rather tight form-fitting uniforms, much like the bombshell blonde's that I stumbled into. Most shifts consisted of two guys and two girls working the gym itself and one more person working the reception desk, usually one of the senior women of the current shift. The backdoor was usually locked but I'd asked my co-worker to leave it unlocked because my key had unfortunately been confiscated along with my other possessions. Luckily I had a spare in my dorm room.

I slowly opened the door to the changing room and checked that the coast was clear. The adjoining shower was also clear it seemed. With nobody around, I quickly made my way to my locker, to which a note was attached:

"To Kat

Manager said it was 'show off' day cause there's a large business conference in town this week

xx

Laura"

I screamed internally as I read that. You see, show off day is when there are days with more traffic than usual in the mall, usually because some sort of event and most days of summer. While these were not official by any means, our manager generally expected us to 'show off' more both with our outfit and actions, to attract more clientele. She was kind of a bitch about it too. In any case, it meant I had put on a different attire or she'd chew me out and possibly set me back quite a bit on that raise. With boiling frustration I opened the locker and took out my outfit. It consisted of some tight leggings and above that a crop-top with a loose underside. The leggings were of little problem to me as even without panties they shouldn't show off anything. The top on the other hand was a much bigger problem. Normally I'd wear a sports bra to work which would be no problem, but now anyone who looked from below, or with any too big a shift, my tits would be out in the open.

Not able to dally for too long, I put on the leggings and made sure to turn of the invisibility. Good thing I did as just moments later Laura, who had written the note came into the locker room. I managed to slip on the top just in time as she turned to look at me. Laura was about half a head shorter than me, long brown hair down to her back done up in a ponytail and a septum piercing to top it all off. Looking at me with annoyed stare, she said:

"Fucking finally, what took you so long. Get out here already, or Gloria is absolutely gonna fire your ass."

With that she left. Taking a deep breath I walked out into the gym and began to work.

The first two hours were pretty calm and I didn't even need to help anyone. Instead I spent my time doing as little as possible, to minimize the risk of flashing anyone. When our manager Gloria came in to check on us, I quickly moved on to do some leg exercises, like the leg press. As she came to me she complimented the collar, saying it was a nice addition for today. I thanked her and relief washed over me as she didn't demand I take it off. I don't think I would have if she did. Things finally began to pick up around 4 - 5 PM, when the first few people came out of work as well as just before the opening of that large convention. First were our regulars who didn't need much help.

The first customer I actually needed to help was this guy in his mid 50s who didn't know what best to start with on the treadmill so I quickly helped him out. However I didn't stay that lucky the entire day. While generally me and Laura tried to delegate male gym members to train with our male colleagues, they both had their hands full as things picked up a bit, by which I mean we had more than 5 customers at once. A young, sheepish guy, maybe 20 at most walked up to me. He clearly had been in a gym before judging by his legs, but all the same he said he needed my help with the pull-up bars as he'd never used them before. Nerves began to build as I now began to realize what was coming, but I wasn't going to go out without trying to avoid it.

Approaching the bars, he suddenly remembered to introduce himself.

"I'm uhm...Cal...by the way."

I awkwardly shook his hand. "Kat. Now..."

I then moved on immediately and tried to explain what he needed to do without doing it. However it seemed he didn't fully get it, looking at me with a rather puzzled expression. For a moment I considered trying to get him to do it anyway, I decided the shortest path would be the best, and I'd just have to hope this wouldn't end in me flashing him. Standing under the bar, I reached up, jumped and grabbed it, now hanging from the bar and my top riding up. Trying my best to keep a poker face as he no doubt was served to some underboob at best, I then did the exercise for him as I explained it again. Eventually I let go and landed back. Cal's face had turned a shade of dark pink as he nodded and walked up to the bar, his back turned toward me as he jumped up to grab it. As is procedure I walked up behind him and held onto his hips to both keep him somewhat straight and also keep him from just falling despite him protesting he was doing just fine.

After letting him do a few sets of his own, he let go and then thanked me before very quickly excusing himself, his hands rather unceremoniously trying to hide the bulge poking through his underwear and shorts, only highlighting it more. Thinking I might have become part of that guy's spank bank made me turn a bright red as I moved on.

The day was coming to an end, without further incident. Laura and two of my other co-workers had already gone home, while I manned the desk for the final few moments of the day. My other co-worker was cleaning up the weights and some other things, leaving me practically alone. There was almost no foot traffic left out in the mall as it was going to close to the public soon. The boredom and lonely atmosphere made the memories of today boil up again inside me, from that lecture I spent on the edge, to the naked bus ride, that guy on the bus...Before I knew it my nipples were hardening as I gently put a hand under my top. Just as I touched my nipple, I heard footsteps. With lightning speed I turned around and saw none other than the blonde from earlier walk in, still in the same outfit but in much better light. For example I could now see a black, strapless bra shine through her top ever so slightly, as well as her pierced belly button. Wherever she worked, I'd have to go and visit, I thought to myself. Before I knew it she was standing in front of the desk, looking down at me and said something. Too distracted, I simply let out a: "Hm?"

Then I finally processed what she had said:

"Are you still open?"

Doing my best to clear my head from the naughty thoughts I was having, I replied: "Technically, yes, but we're closing any moment now, sorry. I can still register you as a member, if you like?"

She seemed a bit let down and shook her head. "No, it's fine, I'll come back another day, thank you for your help." She turned around and seemed like she was about to leave before saying: "You might want to put on a bra next time. Not that I mind exactly, but just a tip." With that she left, swaying her hips so alluringly...

Wear a bra?

I looked down and looked on in horror as my hard nipples poked through my top, only further increasing my embarrassment. Hearing my co-worker approach me, I quickly crossed my arms over my chest and placed my hands under my armpits, pretending to be cold and warming my hands. Giving me a nod, he locked up and tossed me the key to lock up out back, as he'd already showered and gotten changed. I said goodbye and was finally alone.

My day was far from over however. I'd still need to get home. After taking a very quick shower, I looked at my work outfit and considered putting it on, but not only would it be a hassle to take back with me, if Gloria found out I took it home she'd have my ass arrested for theft, among other things. I couldn't risk it. But then I realized, I was in a mall, there were bound to be clothing stores somewhere I could get into. If I could simply snag something I could briefly attach to this damned collar, I'd have something to cover up and get home with. Attaching the keyring of the store's key to my phone's strap, I turned myself invisible once more, went outside and locked up. Now to search for some clothes.

The mall had now closed to the public, meaning the lights were on a bare minimum for security. Hoping I wouldn't cast a shadow, I made my way through the first floor, finding most stores to have been tightly locked up. The cold air brushed up against my body and I felt the temptation rise to knock one out right here on the floor, but I couldn't dally for too long as I needed to catch the last bus at the very least or get stranded in the city, which would be far from fun. I hurriedly checked the entire first floor and found nothing.

I took the powered down escalator down to the ground floor and kept looking. Eventually I came across a store that someone had forgotten to lock up, but to my dismay it wasn't a normal clothing store, but one selling nightwear. Not wanting to put on anything that would no doubt be incredibly skimpy at best, I kept looking but found absolutely nothing of note. My heart sank at the thought of knowing what my choice now was. With a heavy heart I strolled over to the only open store in the entire mall. It was incredibly dark meaning I couldn't get a good look at anything. I spent as much time as I figured I could afford looking around for something decent to wear.

Eventually, to my dismay I arrived at the following choice: a a white cotton camisole that at most would just about reach down to my thighs. I wanted to grab some form of underwear along with it, but unfortunately none of it could be clasped under my collar, and if I couldn't turn it invisible, it'd show up on the cameras. This camisole had a strap with a small clasp on it around the shoulder. After turning visible ever so briefly, hiding behind the counter, I then turned invisible again with the camisole and put it on. Standing up, I felt even more naked than normal. If I bent forward even slightly my ass would show and lifting my legs would probably flash my pussy to everyone in front of me, but it was my best option.

At the very least the way out of the mall was a simple walk to the staff exit. I made my way to the bus stop, with about 5 minutes to spare for the last bus. This had been the entire reason I needed this Camisole. Nobody was at the bus stop, so unless I hailed the bus myself, it'd never stop there and I would be shit out of luck. Sitting down on the cold metal bench I looked around and didn't see anyone. Feeling the coast was clear, I took a deep breath and turned visible. This was by far the riskiest thing I'd done all day. Wearing nothing but some nightwear barely long enough to cover my cunt, I waited for the bus. Eventually I saw it approach and stood up, making sure the camisole was pulled down as far as possible.

Hailing the bus, I got on in the middle as to not flash the bus driver and began the journey home. To my surprise, I wasn't alone on the bus. Sitting in the back was...the foreign girl from earlier, again. She was sitting in the back, earbuds in and looking out the window. However she was no longer wearing the same outfit, having changed into some less tight jeans and also wearing a leather vest. My heart began beating faster once again as I sat down and hoped she wouldn't notice me. Staring out the window, I could occasionally get a glance of her through the reflection in the window.

However she didn't notice me the entire bus ride.

After what felt like forever, we reached my stop at the dorms and I got out. As soon as my bare feet hit the pavement, I let out a sigh of relief. I turned around to look at the bus to see it driving away, taking the handsome stranger with it. Finally able to breathe easy somewhat I made my way to my dorm room, opened the lock with the spare key I kept stashed nearby and went inside. Taking off that stupid camisole, I tossed aside and lay down. Even though I was incredibly pent up, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the hay.