Mackenzie tells Alex (most) of what happened, but asks him to turn out the light

Mackenzie wasn't sure what to do. She felt like no matter what she did that day, her clothes just wouldn't stay on her body! It had been nothing but one embarrassing accident after another for her. And now, she was standing there in front of her crush wearing nothing but a bikini top and a thong!

"I, uh..." she nervously trailed off, glancing over at Alex's form on the couch. She wanted to join him, but could she do so dressed like this?

Mackenzie knew she should probably bend down and retrieve her fallen tank top and shorts, ruined as they were. Maybe it was the added bravery from the ****, or maybe it was the strong hunch that the clothes wouldn't stay on her body anyway, but for whatever reason, Mackenzie didn't pick up her top and shorts. Instead, she began slowly walking around the counter, making sure to avoid the section of the carpet with broken glass, to sit beside her neighbor. She placed her bottle of beer on the table beside Alex's.

Despite the fact that he'd already glimpsed her naked body a few times that evening (plus a few more times that she didn't know about) Mackenzie could feel her heart pounding as she sat next to Alex in essentially just her underwear. Granted, he was shirtless too. But that wasn't exactly helping her racing pulse.

And that's when a different idea came to her.

"I-I'll tell you what's going on," she said, nervously, "but only if we can turn this light off."

Mackenzie flicked off the flashlight that had been resting on the coffee table, which had been giving them just enough light to see by. Now, her living room was plunged back into near pitch darkness.

"So..." Alex eventually said, feeling bad for his clearly embarrassed crush, but also curious as to what exactly was going on with her. "You gonna tell me what's up with this, uh, outfit?"

"Like I said, it's a long story," she exhaled. The relative seclusion of the darkness was helping with her bravery a little. Given how close Alex was to her, he could still make out her general form in the darkness. But at least he couldn't make out any... details. "But the short version is that it's kind of been the unluckiest day of my life today?"

They both laughed a little at this and took mutual swigs of their beers. Neither of them noticed as the knot behind Mackenzie's back came undone. Her bikini top shifted slightly, the two triangles of fabric sliding towards the center of her chest. Alex didn't see it in the darkness and Mackenzie was too buzzed and nervous to notice the sensation.

"I picked out the wrong jumpsuit to wear to work today, and it just kept giving me problems."

"What kind of problems?"

"Um..." she hesitated, debating how much to tell him. But Mackenzie's lowered inhibitions won out. "The kind where it completely fell apart on me!"

Another round of chuckles. This time, Mackenzie's top slid even further towards the center of her chest, completely exposing her breasts. But, again, neither of them were the wiser.

"It felt like no matter what I did, my clothes just kept... misbehaving! So, suffice it to say, it was an awful day at work. And by the time I left I was kind of... naked."

That nearly prompted a spit-take from Alex, and Mackenzie couldn't help but laugh at that. As her body gently bounced with her laughter, the final safety pin on her repaired thong ripped free from the fabric. The fragile waistband split apart with such **** that its other side snapped too. The thong fell completely apart, sliding down and leaving Mackenzie's pussy on display. It was now little more than a tiny scrap of red fabric beneath her ass. And Mackenzie still didn't notice!

"So I made my way home," she continued, taking a pause for more beer.

(Mackenzie opted not to mention Brandon's presence to Alex, not wanting him to get the wrong idea.)

"But my problems weren't over yet."

She squirmed a little on the couch, feeling even more apprehensive about telling Alex the next part of the story. This caused her ruined thong to slide between two couch cushions. From there, it quickly slipped deeper into the crevices of Mackenzie's couch, not to be seen again that night.

"So I've been kind of deep cleaning all my jumpsuits lately, and... my laundry's gotten wicked backed up, so I didn't have much of any clean clothes."

Alex flashed back to seeing Mackenzie dressing in her bedroom window earlier, figuring that was the reason for her skimpy outfit selection that night.

"But that's not the worst of it," Mackenzie wryly said, reaching for a bit more beer. "The few clothes I had left have been falling apart on me all night!"

The knot behind her neck gave out and Mackenzie's bikini top dropped silently to the carpeted floor. It bounced once, landing beneath the coffee table where it, too, would not be found for the remainder of that evening. She didn't know it yet, but Mackenzie was now completely naked. And Alex was none the wiser either!

"And all my dirty clothes are in my basement, ready to be washed. But now my basement door is stuck. And I mean like STUCK stuck."

"Wait, wait, wait..." Alex said, his own pulse quickening. "Are you saying... that the only clothes you have to wear, in this ENTIRE HOUSE, are..."

"You're looking at 'em," Mackenzie said with a blush (though she would have been blushing a lot more had she known that she was no longer wearing anything at all). "Or, you would be if you could actually see me..."

Mackenzie felt her pulse quicken, surprised she'd even said that last sentence. She instinctively grabbed for her beer, eager to look away from Alex's large form. But, as she closed her eyes and took several large swigs, lightning flashed out in the storm. For just a fraction of a second, Mackenzie's gorgeous body was illuminated for Alex to see. It happened so fast that he wasn't even sure he'd really seen it. But part of him now knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that his beautiful neighbor and longtime crush was now sitting beside him without a stitch on.

"So yeah," Mackenzie said, nearly done with her third beer already. "Now you know why I've been wearing next to nothing since you got here. Or, um, even less..."

Mackenzie was referring to her nude state when Alex had arrived, but Alex thought that she was perhaps referring to her current nudity. Did Mackenzie know she was naked? When had she even taken her underwear off?!

"I, uh..." Alex stammered. He'd never been more unsure what to say in his life. So he settled for, "Wow."

"Wow is right," Mackenzie ruefully replied. Then, she slowly turned her gaze back to her boy next door. "But, um, now that you know my predicament... do you think you could help me, Alex?"