Evacuate!

There was no announcement of a drill prior to the alarm; meaning this was the real deal and the girls all knew it.

"What do we do?!" Ingrid looked for the exits.

"Calm down, just follow this rush of people out the door. A staff member could direct us." Scarlet appeared more calm than the rest of us. I guess she does thrive under chaos.

Bridget seemed to be going through the worst of it,"You guys...I'm no good with fire. The building is not going to burn down is it? Is it getting hotter in here? Oh god!" Bridget had her arms wrapped around herself, visibly frightened at what was unfolding before us. She was petrified with fear, I had never seen her so helpless. The rare sight of her so terrified triggered something me. Some part of me that I was so unfamiliar with I didn't have time to think, I only acted. I swept Bridget up into my arms and immediately headed for the exit.

"Everyone follow me, move behind me with the crowd. Bridget, hold on to me tightly." Without a word, Bridget wrapped her arms around my neck burying her face in my chest as I carried her through the sea of bodies clamoring out the doorway. Seems like Bridget wasn't the only one who was worried, I had people bumping into me on all sides as I carried Bridget out the door. I could feel her heart hammering, or maybe that was my own. I didn't even have time to look back to see if her friends we following behind. All I knew was that I had to get her out of there.

As I padded outside on the concrete, I found an open area by the sidewalk where Bridget could catch her breath. She didn't let go of me so I decided to stand there holding her up in my arms until she felt safe. I leaned down to kiss the top of her head, "It's alright. We're out now. Take as much time as you need and breathe."

"Bridget! Oh my God! You okay?" Scarlet came running up to us "Where's Ingrid? I lost her in the crowd."

"You find her, make sure she's alright. I got Bridget."

"But..."

"Go."

Scarlet and I looked at each other for a moment and we came to an immediate understanding. Bridget's boyfriend will watch over her while Scarlet finds her other friend to make sure she's okay. Scarlet took one last look at Bridget in my arms reaching out to stroke her hair, then she went off to find Ingrid.

Bridget was trembling in my arms, "Sorry Avery, I didn't mean to look so pathetic. I have a bit of a trauma when it come to big fires. I must look so lame right now."

"Nonsense, Darling. We all have our fears. Besides you've seen me in even worse states. I'd say you still look beautiful in comparison."

She let out a laugh and she stopped shaking but she held me even tighter. "I'm not too heavy am I?" Bridget spoke into my bare chest.

"Of course not my dear. You're as light as a feather."

"Thanks, cuz I'm going to need a few minutes."

"Stay in my arms as long as you want, I've got you." I spoke as softly as I could.

Bridget let out sigh. Good. I felt a warm sense of pride being able to support Bridget at her lowest. I really didn't mind carrying her all day if I had to. I usually saw her as something strong and empowered thanks to her intellect and sexuality. I sometimes forget that she is still a young girl with her own fears and vulnerabilities. Knowing this about Bridget somehow made her look even more endearing to me. Perhaps that was the reason why she enjoyed getting me naked so many times. Whenever I get embarrassed I appeared to be **** and harmless. That would explain why all my past relationships never worked out for very long. I always had to be the superior one. I always had my guard up and I judged people too harshly for their shortcomings. Then Bridget came along and took me down a peg. She humbled me, she saw all my flaws and weaknesses and still accepted me anyway. I suppose that really is the key to loving someone. I guess she actually did me a favor by enabling all those classes to strip me down.

Okay, that will simply have to be a fact that I will keep to myself forever.

I'm grateful that I am a better man than I was before but I certainly didn't want to give Bridget more reasons to get me naked in public. On that note, several minutes had gone by and the fire marshal arrived to go investigate the building. During the time he and the other firemen were in the store I noticed several people were giving me funny looks as soon as things began to calm down. At first, I thought they were staring at me because I was carrying Bridget but then I realized that it had more to do with my state of dress. I was so worried about Bridget that I overlooked that fact that I dashed outside in broad daylight wearing nothing but a jockstrap!

Looking back at some of the evacuees, a few of them were smiling and began to giggle as they pointed at me. I blushed staring back at them finding nowhere to run or hide until the fire marshal declared the place safe. I still had no idea where my clothes were and I couldn't get close enough to a building to cover my rear. With all of us customers simply waiting outside until we got the all clear it seemed everyone sought to entertain themselves by watching the almost naked guy carrying the pretty blond. Some of these customers already had their cellphones out. Once they were done making their phone calls and posting about this incident on social media, they turned those phones on me! I was so busy turning my head to avoid their camera flashes, a couple of female customers sneaked up behind me and gave my butt a squeeze. I winced and let out a sound and Bridget looked up, "You okay?"

"Ah-Ahhhh! Yes! Never better! I just stepped on a pebble. You just relax. We're fine!" Bridget buried her face back in my chest again. I didn't want Bridget to worry about me in her state of panic so I just stood there and let myself get groped by some horny strangers.

Once my molesters dispersed, I thought I was through the worst of it. I was wrong. I tried to look away from the people still staring at me but my attention was caught by an angry sales clerk marching towards us. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" This sales clerk was a tall and brawny woman with her long black hair in a ponytail with a name-tag that read, 'Susan'.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You! You're trying to steal that aren't you?!" She pointed down at my jockstrap.

"What? No! I plan to pay for this. I swear!"

"Meaning you haven't paid for it yet. I can't believe you would try to steal our merchandise among this confusion! You got some nerve! Give it here!" She stomped up behind me and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my jock.

"W-Wait! You don't underst-" Before I could explain, Susan already yanked down the jockstrap to my ankles leaving my privates in the open air. Not wanting to drop Bridget, I stepped out of the jock before I could trip over it. Susan held up the jock in front of my face, "Let that be a lesson to you! No one steals from our store, got it?!" She turned around and marched away.

"Hold on! I was really going to buy that. Honest!" Susan was already out of earshot while I was left completely naked out on a public sidewalk. The people who watched this whole ordeal were now outright laughing at my predicament. My face turned into a maroon color as I gently lowered Bridget to cover up my goods. Thankfully she didn't appear to be fazed by this.

"Do you want me to get down?" She asked.

"No! No! I'm fine, stay where you are!" Part of me was worried for her mental health of course but I also didn't want her running off now that I'm naked. She was my only cover now.

Blessedly, the fire marshal came out of the store and spoke to the manager giving her the all clear. The manager stood before the evacuated customers and spoke loudly for all to hear, "Thank you all for your patience everyone. We are free to go inside now. As the firemen has explained, there is no need to be alarmed. Apparently, one of our employees accidentally covered their food in some tinfoil while using the break room microwave so there was no real emergency. At least none that endanger you, we just need a new microwave." She laughed.

Are you kidding me?! You terrify my Bridget and have me run out of your store in a jockstrap only to strip me naked in public just to tell me this started with a stupid microwave fire!? What kind of idiot sticks tinfoil in a microwave these days anyway? I growled as I moved back towards the store, naked with my girl still in my arms. Some of the customers following behind me snapped photos on their phones of my bare backside as I walked forward. Some bolder voyeurs even walked up and gave my butt a squeeze as they walked past me. I found myself flinching with almost every step as some of the female customers trailed closely behind me just to give my ass a slap.

Finally inside, I approached the front desk where I found Susan who still had my jockstrap in hand. With the panic over I could feel all the other customers eyes on me standing there naked with my girlfriend in my arms. I cleared my throat, "Ahem, e-excuse miss. I would like to buy that." I gestured my chin towards the jock she was holding.

Susan narrowed her gaze at me, "Oh yeah? Will that be cash or card sir?"

Dammit! My wallet was in my pants and Scarlet still hadn't told me where my clothes are. "I...uh..."

"I've got this one!" The store manager swooped in. She was a petite thing with wavy brown hair and freckles; her name-tag read, 'Mimi'. "Excuse me sir, are you Avery?"

I was quite surprised, I don't recall giving my name to any of the staff. "Why, yes. That's me."

Mimi held out a familiar-looking wallet which she opened up to reveal my driver's licence. "I believe this belongs to you."

"My wallet!" I would have grabbed it immediately if I wasn't still carrying Bridget.

I don't know if Bridget had fully recovered from her ordeal at that moment or maybe she was trying to be considerate towards me so I could grab my wallet but she gave me the okay to set her down. As I placed her back on her feet, she absently took two steps to my right which gave both Mimi and Susan a good look at my dick. As their eyes widened, my face flushed again and I grabbed Bridget by the shoulders positioning her in front of me. I gave the staff an awkward smile as I spoke to my lady, "Ehehe, Bridget my dear. Please just stand here until I purchase my jock." All three women let out a laugh at my expense.

Bridget took my wallet from Mimi and backed up into me rubbing her rear against my cock. "Whatever my hero demands." She leaned her body into my chest still wiggling her hips into my penis. She was trying to get a rise out of me and down there it was beginning to work.

"Ah yes, some redhead and her friend told me about your heroics today. I am so terribly sorry for all the trouble we have caused you. She told me that she was so moved for what you did for her friend that she had already purchased this for you." The store manager tossed me the black jockstrap and I caught it gratefully before Bridget got my dick hard.

"Oh, thank you!" Finally some good luck. I slipped into the jock slightly more relieved to be covered again even if it was just a little. Stepping out from behind Bridget, I didn't want to press my luck but I had to ask, "Um...may I please wear this out?"

Susan and Mimi laughed, "Why yes, of course you can Sir. It's yours now. And might I say that looks fantastic on you."

I blushed turning up the corner of my mouth as I anxiously rubbed the back of my head, "Alright, I guess we're done here. Aren't we?" I turned to Bridget.

"Not quite, remember you have have workout sessions with Coach Womak at least three times a week. So you should by at least two more while you're here in case this one gets dirty." Bridget patted me on the crotch.

I placed my hand on my forehead and shut my eyes for a moment. "Fine. You are correct. Best stay prepared. You can go ahead and grab two more jocks off the shelf; plus one more for backup. I don't have the energy to go through that again myself so you can choose. I don't care what they look like just grab the first ones you can get your hands on and please do it quickly."

Bridget nodded and ran off towards the jockstraps. I thought she was going to let me stew for a moment but she really did come back fast with three other jockstraps. Susan already brought out a bag for us and Bridget dropped in that leopard-print jock from before as well as the metallic pink one and the yellow one with a banana on it. Ugh, maybe I should have picked them myself.

"As an apology for all the trouble we caused you (like stripping you out front) we would like to offer this purchase to you for free." Mimi declared.

"Thank you for your generosity." I grabbed the bag.

"Also," Mimi brought out two more large bags from behind the counter "your red-haired friend wants you to bring these bags home with you."

"Wha-She can't expect me to just...!"

"She said that all of these contents are for a Mr. Hernandez and..." Mimi gave me elevator eyes "there's a clue to where your clothes are inside." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Scarlet to break out the theatrics. She knows I can't abandon the bags knowing they were going to my friend Santiago and of course I needed that clue for the sake of my dignity (whatever is left of it). I took the bags and rummaged through the contents until I found I slip of paper. It read:

Hey Prof.

I left your clothes with a friend of mine. Thankfully she works at the next stop on your date. Have a blast! BTW you were so cool saving Bridget like that. Found Ingrid, she is doing fine. I leave my girl in your capable hands.

P. S. Don't forget the stuff I bought for Santy. XOXO

Bridget and I looked at each other, "Bridget, did you plan on another stop for our date?"

Her cheeks turned a little pink, "Well, yes. I was planning on going there after shopping here since it's in walking distance."

I crumpled the note in my hand and growled. Damn that Scarlet, she must have known about Bridget's plans and used them to her advantage. I can only deduce that she must have met this friend beforehand and passed on my clothes to her with this scheme during the evacuation after I dismissed her to look for Ingrid. I groaned, "Well, it seems we have ****. Let's go there next."

Bridget clapped her hands excitedly. I grabbed the bags off the counter and nodded towards the manager and Susan. "Thank you, have a nice day!" They gave me a chipper farewell. Bridget took my arm and we walked out of the store through the procession of admiring customers who got one last look at my ass as I once again walked outside in nothing but that jockstrap.