Mackenzie encounters some road blocks. Sam goes outside.

Mackenzie entered the hallway hellbent on getting out of sight. Turning and speedwalking toward the storage room, her immediate area was clear but up ahead she saw a problem.

On the very same bench that troubled her earlier, a quartet of women sat facing the wall. It was the same four ladies who almost encountered her in the lobby. A couple of them scrolled lazily through their phones while the other two stared off into space.

They were clearly waiting for something, and that something might as well be Mackenzie’s naked self if she keeps up her speedy trajectory. Slowing for a few seconds, Mackenzie weighed her options. Stalling until their appointment in the nearby rooms didn’t seem viable. Taking a different route by going out the front lobby and all the way around the building to the back alcove seemed like a very bad idea as well.

That left two options. Sprinting past while covering would certainly get their attention. Mackenzie put her hands in covering positions and quickly decided against it. She barely withheld a loud gasp as a strong feeling still coursed through her. She pulled her hands away and tried the hover hand method from before. What is going on with my body? she thought, flicking a hard nipple and wincing with her eyes closed. I need to cool off, bad, before anyone sees me like this.

Opening her eyes and pulling her hands far away from any mischievous locations, Mackenzie set her mind on the one option left. Walking right by them and acting like nothing’s wrong. If they think I’m just some kind of nudist spa customer, maybe they won’t give me a second look, thought Mackenzie, here goes nothing.

As she approached, Mackenzie noticed one of the phone scrollers was actually holding their phone up at arm’s length and talking into it.

“Alright beauties, we’re waiting here for our appointment at Complete Rejuvenation, we’ll keep you updated on our progress! Here’s the girls.” The vlogger held her arm toward Mackenzie, the phone pointed at herself. All four women started posing, smiling, and giving peace signs. All four focused on the recording phone, none of them had yet noticed the naked redhead walking towards them.

“And here’s our view!” The vlogger turned the phone around and panned from one end of the hallway to the other, ending on a direct view of Mackenzie striding towards them.

Mackenzie stopped for a full second like a deer in the headlights and then remembered she’s supposed to act natural and kept walking.

With oily and luminous skin under the bright lights, Mackenzie robotically walked forward, her hands glued straight down to her sides. Without her arms swinging, her strange movement slightly jiggled her breasts, which were pillowed around a tightly tied towel. Her nipples proudly stuck out over the towel, entirely escaped from any sort of cover. Her towel tail was completely out of place near her left thigh, swaying and tickling her bare pelvis. More fluid could be seen on her thighs than the rest of her body, showcasing her body’s past misconduct mixed with the splash of oil that was never truly rubbed in.

The vlogger’s mouth hung agape, and the other three began giggling. One gave a catcall and another asked Mackenzie where she bought her outfit. As she walked by, the vlogger kept the camera trained on her. Mackenzie abandoned her “act natural” plan as the others continued their heckling.

Mackenzie jogged to the end of the hall, bouncing her butt at her spectators in the process.

The vlogger spoke up with “Don’t worry, we’ll blur you out!” Mackenzie sighed with relief.

“Yeah, no one can identify you with a blurred face!” another chimed in and all four giggled.

Mackenzie’s relief was extremely short-lived. The naked redhead finally scrambled out of sight into the dark storage room.

Mackenzie sat on the cold cement floor, her back against the closed door.

She took a few minutes to herself, trying to slow her breathing and calm down her arousal. Not really knowing what to think of it, she presumed it was mostly a physical reaction to the boxes pinching her nipples. I can’t be reacting this way to just my nudity! she thought, throwing out that idea in favor of a more logical one.

After a couple minutes Mackenzie was relatively calmed down. She rubbed the oil into her thighs, leaving a sheen along the whole area. Her nipples still stood at attention and she could still detect a warmth coming from down below, but she avoided touching those spots. The feeling was still there but highly ignorable after she pulled herself together.

Mackenzie stood and unwound her glorified belt of a towel, cursing herself for getting into this situation. She lined it up with her nipples and tied it in a knot as tight as she could. “It’s not misaligning this time,” she muttered to herself.

She thought about not even bothering with the towel, imagining herself running down the hallway with it tied around her head like Rambo. She chuckled at the idea and began to psych herself up for the final trip, planning to streak the hallway, drop off the boxes, and leave, no questions asked.

Mackenzie stood and started walking through the junk maze, careful to not trip in the dark. She looked at the crate, or where it would be, but only saw metal. Wait a sec, why is the door closed? she thought, approaching the closed metal garage door.

Frustrated that the door was hard to open with both her and Kelsey last time. She got down into a deep squat in the center of the door and readied herself. Mackenzie heaved the door, shoving it upward with a grunt. It got stuck on something halfway up and Mackenzie felt her towel’s thin tail lift from its tenuous cover over her slit to chest height.

The light of day crashed in over everything below her belly button. Her shiny oiled thighs and glistening pussy welcomed the late morning light. The door blocked her view beyond a few feet past the opening.

Mackenzie struggled to push the door up the rest of the way while trying to unhook her caught towel. Accomplishing neither, a voice could be heard on the other side.

“Mack?”

Sam finished ironing out the details with the truck driver and his boss. She needed one more piece of paperwork that he had in his truck. She told him that she’d meet with him over there, allowing him to walk around while she goes solo through the storage room. This lets me hide the junkfest of a storage room from him. Plus, I might get to encounter Mackenzie along the way, the Spa Manager thought to herself. She blushed slightly at juggling her work with play involving her girlfriend’s naked antics.

The man exited the lobby, and Sam needed to work quick. She approached the front desk.

“Hey Kelsey have you seen Mackenzie around here?” Sam asked with a slight but noticeable blush.

Kelsey hung up the front desk phone while saying “Okay, thanks your appointment is for 2:30 tomorrow!” a little too loudly and turning towards her boss. “Sorry Samantha what was that? I was just having a work phone call.”

Sam repeated herself and Kelsey said that the cameras showed Mackenzie walking into Natalie’s room a few minutes ago and she hadn’t come out yet. Sam raised an eyebrow at the quick response. They did have a security system in place that watched the hallways, but the receptionist didn’t usually pay attention to it at all, let alone monitoring one person in particular.

Kelsey just shrugged and said “Hey we may be busy but it’s not every day someone with interests like Mackenzie comes along. I’ve been keeping tabs on her in case she gets in over her head.” Kelsey gave a knowing look, and Sam was taken aback.

Have we already been found out on our very first time working together on this!? Sam thought to herself, referring to Mack’s hobby of public nudity and her agreeing to help with it. But we’ve only just begun…

Sam responded with deny deny deny. She laid it on a little too thick probably, citing the skin condition and lost clothes and all the issues Mackenzie has had over the past day.

Kelsey chimed in with “Yeah, I know all about Mackenzie’s situation. All about it.” Kelsey raised and lowered her eyebrows. “Anyways did you have any other questions? She’s still in Natalie’s room.”

Sam wanted to keep covering for them but remembered she needed to beat the man back to the truck. “That’ll be all, Kelsey.”

“Actually, if you’re headed that way, can you bring these four to their waiting area?” Kelsey said, gesturing towards a group of four ladies, one was talking into her phone held selfie-style at arm’s length.

Sam agreed and greeted the four women. She introduced herself and asked them to come with her.

Kelsey said one last thing to Sam as she rounded the corner. “Don’t have too much fun now, ladies.” The quartet all took it as sarcasm and giggled, ready for their fun spa day. But Sam understood the statement and knowing glance was pointed directly at her and Mack. She shuddered that she might have already blown it, letting their secret get out on the first day.

Sam brought them to the bench most of the way down the hallway and told them to wait there. She thought about telling them to not record the guests, but then looked down the hall to the door that Mackenzie was still in. Hmmm… hope she doesn’t mind a little video evidence, she thought to herself.

Samantha told them they can record all they want in here, now directly talking to the vlogger. They just need to blur the faces of anyone without proper consent. Finishing with a goodbye, Samantha strode into the storage room. She made her way through the junk maze, and breathed a sigh of relief that she beat the man.

Sam released a catch on the side of the door, and stepped outside at the same time. The door loudly clattered shut behind her, narrowly missing the sandy-blonde spa manager.

Sam tapped her foot on the asphalt, waiting a couple minutes for the dawdling man.

When the man finally arrived she said, “I thought you were late for your drop offs? I don’t have all day either, you know.”

“Apologies Miss. Lyeht me just get that paperwork fer ya,” said the main, opening his truck door and climbing in. His feet were on the step and his torso leaned over his seat, allowing him to rummage around in the pile covering his passenger seat. “Sorry, it’s somewhere here I’ll find it in a jiffy.”

As he searched, Sam heard a muffled grunt and a loud noise. The metal door clattered halfway open. She suddenly bore witness to a very familiar pair of bare feet. The feet were quickly followed by creamy shimmering thighs which were in turn followed by a beautiful pink pussy. The door came to a stop with everything from the belly button down visible on this not-so-mystery person.

They had a wide squatted stance facing directly at Sam and the truck, providing a complete view of everything up front.

The half a person on the other side struggled with the door trying to push it up the rest of the way.

The person was very easily identified. I would recognize that cute red landing strip anywhere. And she’s so shiny! thought Sam, taking note of how wet and leaky everything was downstairs for the redhead. What has she been up to? Sam swooned at her kinky girlfriend.

After enjoying the view for a few seconds, Sam made her presence known.

“Mack?”