Half Off!

Admittedly-- Helena wasn't the most professional or diligent employee. She spent most of her time staring at the clock, as if it were her mortal enemy, while putting the absolute bare minimum into her job.

But even she wasn't the type to just kick off her shoes at work!

Helena looked under her kiosk, then around it, all while trying to make sense of this. Any explanation she came up with fell apart with the fact that her socks were missing too! She'd had them a minute ago... Right? It's not like she drove here barefoot. So where--

"Hey there, hun. Everything alright?" Helena's father, and her boss in the technical sense, called from behind. She peeked her head up.

"Yeah... This is going to sound weird, but you haven't seen my--"

"Hold that thought." Her dad interjected. "I'll keep an eye on the register. Can you go organize the women's underwear section? I think people would rather you be over there than me." He chuckled.

"Sure..." Helena peeked under her register one more time, as if expecting her shoes to magically reappear, before making her way across the store.

It wasn't all that big, but they had a little bit of everything. As Helena cut through the jeans section, she felt her toes sinking into the carpet, only reminding her of her weird situation...

"Excuse me." A young woman suddenly piped up as she passed. "Do you have these jeans in a small?"

Helena wanted to say something along the lines of, "What? Do you think I have this whole store memorized? I'm just as clueless about our stock as you are, lady!"

But instead, she muttered "let's see..." while turning her attention to the shelf, and the countless piles of pants.

Medium, extra small, extra large. She was seeing just about everything except for what the lady wanted. But as her eyes half-heartedly scanned the shelf, her hands made themselves busy. Reaching down, they unbuttoned her own jeans. Lowered the zipper, then slowly, carefully, slid them down her full hips and slender legs.

She picked them up. Folded them neatly in her hands. And only then, did she suddenly perk up. "Uh-- Oh! Here you go." She offered a small smile, then placed her pants in the woman's cart, as if she's just taken them off the shelf.

"Thank you!" The woman nodded, taking her leave.

It wasn't often that Helena was actually able to help a customer find something, so that did feel kind of satisfying. She continued on her way toward the underwear section...

While subconsciously pulling at her work shirt, in an attempt to hide her light blue, cotton panties that were now proudly on display.