A "late" start leads to an embarrassing trip back to the spa

"Mackenzie, wake up!" Samantha urged from beside the couch.

"Huh? Whuh?" Mackenzie blinked her eyes open. She sat up from the couch, going, "I'm up! I'm up!"

"I overslept!" Samantha cried, "I'm sorry, but we need to leave like NOW! I'm opening the spa today and I needed to be there 10 minutes ago!!"

Samantha stood by the front door, shoving her feet into shoes and looking more than a little frazzled.

"No time to change, just wear your pajamas, come on!" Samantha urged again.

"R-right! I'm coming!" Mackenzie called, leaping off the couch.

The redhead sprinted for the door, still half-asleep, and followed Samantha out into the apartment hallway. In what felt like a blur, Mackenzie hustled down the stairs, out the building's front door, and back into the passenger seat of Sam's car. It was only after the car had roared to life and was pulling out of the parking lot that Mackenzie looked down to sleepily fasten her seat belt. And that's when she remembered that she had slept naked last night. And thus, she was still quite naked.

"Uh... Sam?" she asked, nervously, half-unsure if she was dreaming.

"What's up M-" Sam tensely began before looking over just long enough to notice her passenger's complete lack of clothes. "Oh. Uh... sorry. I didn't realize you were, uh, naked again... Oh shit! I forgot to lay out some sleeping clothes for you last night, didn't I?"

"Well, you seemed so tired last night," Mackenzie sheepishly said, crossing her arms over her chest to keep them out of view from nearby drivers. "I didn't want to wake you up..."

"Mackenzie I am SO sorry!" Sam said, emphatically. "Ugh, this is absolutely my fault!"

And, in truth, it was. In actuality, Sam had woken up on time, with plenty of time to get ready for work. Out of curiosity, she had concocted this "late for work" routine, to see what would happen if she urged Mackenzie out the door the moment she woke up. As expected, the redhead had tried her best to comply with the emergency, and bolt out the door immediately, not even having time to think of her own modesty. Now, Sam had a plausible reason to drag Mackenzie to work with her without any clothes. She wasn't planning on making Mackenzie present herself to a large crowd or anything, but she was curious to see what kind of fun she could have with Mackenzie's kink in the back offices of the spa.

Samantha glanced over at her (soon to be?) girlfriend and couldn't help but smile at the blush on her face. Mackenzie had dipped as low as possible in her seat, trying to stay out of view of any and all drivers. Samantha hoped this wasn't too public for her, and figured that Mackenzie was probably at least partially enjoying her Sunday morning nudity. Samantha smiled, taking another moment to admire all of Mackenzie's pale skin. She could certainly get used to pulling stunts like these with Mack!

"Okay, here's the plan," she said. "We'll still be getting to the spa a few minutes before the first employees should show up. We'll get you inside ASAP and I'll grab you a robe. We can figure out the next steps from there. Maybe I can drive you over to your friend's place on my lunch break or something?"

"That's... Uh..." Mackenzie fumbled to think of what to say, too distracted by all the nearby cars. Eventually her brain settled on, "A robe sounds good!"

Eventually, Samantha pulled into the spa's parking lot. Mackenzie was both a little relieved and once again saddened to recognize her own car parked a few rows away. It served as a potent reminder that, not even 24 hours earlier, she'd been excited to enjoy a refreshing Saturday at the spa. Instead, she'd lost all her belongings, and had been thoroughly embarrassed and exposed for the rest of the spa's customers to see. And, she had to remind herself, her humiliation wasn't over quite yet.

"Alright," Samantha said, opening the car door, "let's get you inside before any employees show u-"

"THERE you are!" an angry sounding women's voice called from nearby. "It's about time you showed up! The front door's still locked."

Mackenzie tensed and froze, halfway out of the passenger seat and stepping onto the cold pavement. She recognized that voice. It was the receptionist from yesterday! The mean one that had very nearly thrown Mackenzie out of the place completely nude!

"Megan?" Samantha called back in surprise. "Why are-"

That's when Samantha remembered. Yesterday, when she'd intervened and saved Mackenzie, she'd demanded that Megan arrive extra early the next day in order to talk about her "future" with the spa.

"Should I..." Mackenzie hesitantly asked, "wait in the car?"

"No, no," Samantha grinned. "This is perfect. Here, come on. I think you'll enjoy this!"

The two women walked over towards the front entrance. Samantha put on a confident strut, but Mackenzie found it hard to mimic her energy. She settled for looking as confident as one could while also covering her body with just her hands. Megan seemed to finally notice her boss wasn't alone. And that her companion was, not only a familiar face, but familiarly naked!

"Wh- Her again? And she's STILL naked?!" Megan cried in disbelief. "What the hell's going on?"

"Megan, in the interest of time for my friend here, I'll keep this brief," Samantha said. "What you did yesterday was unacceptable. And what you were about to do last night was even worse."

"Look, I'm sorry, I-"

"Don't bother," Samantha interrupted. "You're fired. Effective immediately."

"What?!" she screamed. "You can't be serious!"

"Furthermore," Samantha continued scolding, "if you wish for me to refrain from contacting the police about the stunt you very nearly pulled on Mackenzie last night, then I expect you to give her a full apology."

"The POLICE?!" Megan roared. "Like hell you're gonna call the f-"

"NOW," Samantha interrupted again. This time, she fixed Megan with a stern glare.

Megan, furious, confused, and terrified, looked back and forth between the two women for a few tense moments. Mostly, she seemed furious at Mackenzie, as if the redhead had somehow been the cause of her firing. But she also seemed confused as to why the woman was still naked, as if there was some secret scheme at play. But she was also terrified that her (now former) boss was going to make good on her threat. So, she eventually complied.

"I'm sorry," she said to Mackenzie.

"For?" Samantha asked.

"I'm sorry for almost throwing you out naked!" Megan said, a bit louder. "It was messed up of me. I see that now. Sorry..."

Samantha silently looked over to Mackenzie and gave a silent raise of an eyebrow. The redhead considered for a moment. The apology didn't really help much, considering everything she'd gone through, but it was better than nothing. But, Mackenzie was honestly happy just knowing that this girl was losing her job over the deplorable treatment she'd nearly suffered. Plus, most of all, she really just wanted to get inside the warm building and put some clothes on. So, she gave Samantha a nod.

"Thank you Megan, that settles the issue then," Samantha said as she stepped around the younger woman and began unlocking the front door. "Any extra belongings will be mailed to you."

Mackenzie silently followed after her savior, not even bothering to give Megan a second glance. If either of the women had done so, they might have noticed that Megan seemed to consider this entire issue far from settled...