Office Hopeful

Tring the door once more, I let out a sigh, feeling my shoulders drop, before remembering the office should have a key, right? Maybe I could get in that way. With another thought, I dash down the stairs, my breasts bouncing, ass shaking, lively with each step.

My moments quickly draw even more attention my way, to which my high heels made all the more obvious, loudly announcing my every step. I noticed people looking on, surprised and smiling, on each floor, though I dared not slow down a moment until I got to the office.

Rushing about, I would find myself oddly enjoying the looks and fingers pointing for the absurdity of it all. Once I reached the ground floor, I move quickly outside, feeling the cool spring breeze across my body, goosebumps forming upon every inch of my exposed skin, but I kept moving. I vaguely noticed how much harder my nipples felt, and how distinct they stood out, but make no effort to hide myself, even as I reached the office door.

Several are already there, albeit for more mundane concerns. I find myself having to wait, feeling a cool drop rolling down my leg, making me hope my arousal, unlike my lack of anything on, was not as apparent to them. Forced to wait, I see faces aiming back at me, hearing a wolf whistle from somewhere, but manage to remain casual and patient.

Finally, I get to talk to him. He's very much a young adult, looking surprised and amused to see me, naked before him. "Yes, how can I help?

I nod back, "Well, actually.. I'm bridjet. I just moved in, but I accidentally locked myself out... perhaps you can help me with a key?

He nods once, "Sure, I just need to see some id. Management requires some form of identification before we can let you in."

I look down, disappointed. "Sorry. They're all locked in my room. My roommate has a key, but can't contact him either, as my phone is locked in my room also."

He shrugs, pausing before speaking back up, "Sorry. Can't technically let you into an apartment without ID or a phone call... in fact, I should escort you off the premises.

He pauses, thinking, looking about as if uncertain, before speaking back up, "Actuallty theres a way I can get you back in. "One, we can let stray pets back in, but not humans. So maybe, if you'd be willing to fake being his lost puppy...?" Also, I could do it as a small favour, if you're willing to pay it back prior to getting back in.

He shrugs, looking back, rubbing his hand behind his neck, staring back at me, "I see... and the 'small favour' is what? I ask, not sure what he's suggesting, even as I find myself enjoying his company.

After a momentary wait, he says, "Let me give you a ride, so to speak. While I get to record it... so my friends can believe this really happened, of course!" I pause, considering, biting my lower lip as I consider my options. Fake to be a pet? Vang a stranger I just met, and let him keep the recording?

Of course, I could always walk away, naked and alone in a new city... naked as can be.