Help Karen and risk further exposure

(Originally written by Flubber Man at writing.com)

Remarkably, Yuki had to consider the options. And chose the most risky and possibly boneheaded decision of them all.

She rationalized it by considering that it was merely just her butt. Even so, there wasn’t a major peek and her cheeks given the apron. Still they’d definitely know.

It’s what made her tense up at the idea of leaving the safety of the counter. She thought again of the problems she may encounter soon while out on the floor.

But Karen squirming did entice her to throw away her own dignity. With enough guts and ignoring the internal screaming humiliation, she took charge towards her friend. The others were quick to notice the two pale cheeks poking out the apron.

“Whoa…bottomless coffee am I right?”

“I knew it!”

“Ignoring…” Yuki whispered to herself as she found Karen visibly grateful for the assistance. Looking at the part of her skirt that was stuck she could see the nail that was stuck out the side, wrinkled within the fabric. It was not going to be an easy feat.

“Thank you,”

“No don’t thank me yet. Still need to fix this and…find a room to scream in,” Yuki mentioned, as she was compromised by being in this position.

Even on one knee, the act moved her apron ajar to expose a little more of her supple cheeks. Whistles were heard, making the Asian very flushed and wishing to just end the issue to begin with.

Yet the skirt remained stuck. Unfortunately her current position wasn’t good enough to really fix anything. It’s what struck her as a lose lose scenario. Even the customers were noticing the skirt being stuck and deviously wondered aloud about Karen’s state of dress.

“Hurry…they’re talking about us,” She whispered.

“Ugh. Why’d we have to have such cheap furniture?” Yuki groaned as she now was sheepishly crouching. Now it looked as though she was going to break the internet with her behind. Especially if those customers holding their phones showed any indication.

And suddenly she felt a pair of hands smack her exposed derrière. She’d be quick to lash out at whomever did that, yet the suddenness and the leap she took caused her to fall over with Karen in tow from their intertwined position.

A loud rip was enough to hear a gasp and laughter erupt in the customers.

In the worst possible position as Yuki took her bearings, her apron was flipped showing off her perfectly shaven pussy. Karen’s leg had moved it aside as she herself was now giving a doggy style view towards the entire store, her nicely trimmed patch a sight to behold that stood attention to her natural hair color; carpets matched the drapes

“Whoa! Nice!”

“She has a little patch there,”

“Beautiful!”

As the mock clapping and whoops kicked in, Yuki was extremely red faced. Staring at an equally mortified Karen who was holding her mouth with one hand. Looking behind her, Yuki hoped to see anything to get them out of this situation. In many ways, she should have left Karen if this was the end result. Strangers lined up to look at their clits in the breeze, their most sacred spot just on display for others to gawk at.

And then-