Updating some customer info, naked of course

Mackenzie tried not to freak out as she stood there, naked in front of Kelsey. Her hands were covering her chest and pussy as best they could, but even her scrap of a towel would have felt much better! Unfortunately, Samantha seemed not to have noticed that she'd carried it away when she'd returned to her desk. Mackenzie had tried to ask for it back, but ultimately didn't want to distract her new girlfriend from work-related stuff. She hadn't known Samantha long, but Mackenzie was now positive that when her mind was focused on work, she was all business. And she was here to help after all, not make things harder for Samantha! So, the naked bombshell figured she could at least wait until Kelsey left before she asked for the towel back.

"I'm all ears," Samantha said, sitting down and dropping the semi-ruined towel somewhere behind her desk.

"You know all those customer name and email followups? Megan never entered them into the system," Kelsey replied.

"Ugh, really??" Samantha groaned. "I really should have fired her a while ago, huh."

"She certainly... made things harder for the rest of us," Kelsey admitted. "But I'm not going to have time to get most of them done today if you want me handling the customers and appointments. And if we ask some of these people to fill out the form again when they're already pissed..."

"The chance of customers pitching a fit rises dramatically, you're right," Samantha sighed, before turning to the naked redhead. "Mackenzie, are you cool with helping Kelsey do that? It's really easy, just going through a stack of papers and typing them all in, and she can show you how it's done."

"Um, s-sure, yeah," Mackenzie agreed.

She was more than happy to help with the task, of course. Her only **** came from having to do so while naked! Even if no one had any clothes to lend her, by that point Mackenzie was more than happy with just wearing an undamaged towel from the basement.

"Great! Kelsey, once I get Mackenzie set on one more thing, I'll send her out to you. Sound good?" Samantha said.

Mackenzie's heart nearly soared. Whether she meant to or not, Samantha had just spared her from needing to go perform this next task naked. Once Kelsey left, Mackenzie could ask about getting the torn towel back. Or, even better, get an undamaged one from the basement!

Then the phone rang.

"Samantha Lane speaking," she said, picking up the phone almost immediately. "Yes, hello! Thanks so much for getting back to me. Were you able to-"

She stopped mid-sentence and Mackenzie suddenly got a very bad feeling.

"What?!" she shouted, clearly quite unhappy with the news. "How is that even possible?! Don't they understand this is an EMERGENCY repair?!"

"Mackenzie," Kelsey whispered, tugging on her arm. "Maybe we should give her a minute. Come on, I'll show you how to enter the info."

"But! But I..." Mackenzie trailed off.

She glanced back at Samantha, but the sandy blonde seemed to only be ramping up her argument against the person on the other end of the line. Reluctantly, she let Kelsey lead her out of the office and closed the door behind her. They could still hear Samantha's angry shouts as they retreated down the hallway.

"I, uh, just wanted to say thanks for agreeing to help out today! We all really appreciate it," Kelsey said, as she led Mackenzie back towards reception. "Samantha told us about your, uh... situation."

"She did?" Mackenzie asked, still covering her privates as best she could with just two hands.

The naked redhead assumed that meant Samantha had told the employees about her overall situation. That, not only had she been stuck naked (or very nearly so) for nearly 24 hours at that point, but that she had no way of getting into her car or house at all. Mackenzie felt another layer of humiliation settle in at the idea that Samantha had shared so much of her plight with these employees. But, she supposed, how else did you explain why the temporary help was walking around barely decent? Or, fully nude, in her current case!

"Yeah, that must be really rough to deal with..." Kelsey sympathized, still thinking Mackenzie had some kind of intense skin condition.

Mackenzie smiled back at the receptionist. She seemed like a really nice girl, and was definitely trying her best not to stare at her nudity, which was appreciated. She certainly seemed like she'd be nice enough to offer up any borrowed clothes if she had any, which (in Mackenzie's mind) meant she surely didn't. Still, the redhead figured she could at the very least return her politeness by opening up a bit.

"You have no idea..." Mackenzie replied. "Ever since I lost my clothes yesterday, I feel like it's just been one embarrassing ordeal after another."

"Aww..." she said.

"I just really want to get properly dressed again, y'know? It's really embarrassing being naked in front of everyone all day..."

Kelsey wanted to ask Mackenzie about her towel (or lack thereof). After all, she'd seen Mackenzie wearing one earlier that morning. And Samantha had mentioned that towels didn't set off her skin condition. So she was curious why this brave woman was walking around in the nude.

Of course... the towels here must still be too rough for her skin condition! Kelsey deduced, entirely incorrectly. Maybe it took longer for her to notice but the towel eventually became too much for her to bear. Why else would she be naked? Poor thing!

"I can't even imagine," Kelsey blushed in empathy. "Will you be able to get some of your special clothes after the spa closes today, you think?"

"God I hope so..." Mackenzie groaned, not noticing Kelsey referring to the "special" clothes Samantha had used in her lie. "After Samantha closes up, she's going to help me get that sorted out. So that's the plan at least! Because, uh, I'm not really looking forward to having to go to work naked tomorrow!"

Mackenzie was trying to go for a ridiculous idea as a joke, since she would never just report to her job naked, but it was more than a bit undercut by the fact that she currently was naked and... well not working maybe, but volunteering at least. She **** out a bit of laughter, and Kelsey thankfully reciprocated with some genuine laughs of her own.

After that, Kelsey showed Mackenzie the office computer that needed to have the customer information updated. Thankfully, it wasn't out in the reception area, like Mackenzie had feared, but tucked into a small alcove near the employee break room. The receptionist showed Mackenzie how to do the tedious task of typing out the info from the stack of forms. It wasn't difficult, but it would likely take a while.

After finally finishing up entering the last bit of customer information, Mackenzie finally rose and stretched. It had taken the better part of an hour, but she'd done it. Thankfully, she'd been out of view of customers the whole time. The spa employees however...

"Thanks again, Mackenzie!" a male employee jovially said as he walked by her towards the break room.

"Uh, d-don't mention it!" she replied, hastily covering herself again.

This had occurred quite a few times as she'd been working. It seemed like just about every time she'd gotten into the flow of the tedious task, an employee had come by to grab something. They'd all been very polite to her as they did so, but Mackenzie figured practically every employee had now seen her entirely uncovered form up close and personally.

The naked beauty rushed back out towards reception, now hell bent on finally putting another towel on. She gave Kelsey a quick thumbs up, not wanting to attract the attention of anyone in the now crowded lobby that was distressingly close by. Kelsey returned her thumbs up and Mackenzie scurried back towards the stairs and returned to the basement.

However, she found that the towels were nowhere to be seen!

"What the... no, NO!" she yelled.

Earlier there had been an enormous bin of clean white towels just lying there! Where were they now?

Unbeknownst to her, Kelsey's earlier misunderstanding had come back to bite Mackenzie in the curvy ass. Under the impression she was helping, Kelsey had asked another employee to pack away the clean towels in their dedicated storage area upstairs. After all, she thought they were too irritating for Mackenzie to wear, and she didn't want the poor girl to suffer the extra humiliation of dealing with the towels while stuck naked all day! Instead, the spa employees had all agreed to take over distributing any extra towels as needed from their usual place.

Mackenzie, of course, had no idea the towels were back up where they belonged. She simply knew she was sick and tired of having literally nothing to wear! She slowly trudged back up the stairs, heading for Samantha's office. This time, she did knock. After Samantha called out a response, she entered.

"Ah, hey Mack," Sam said, now sounding much calmer. "Sorry you had to see me blow up like that earlier. You won't believe this, but now the repairman can't even come until tomorrow morning! Ugh... How did updating the info go?"

"Fine," she said with a sigh as she plopped down onto one of the small chairs across from Sam's desk. "I, uh, got to meet a few more of your employees while I did it."

She shivered slightly at the cool plastic on her bare ass.

"Oh? They weren't rude to you, were they?"

"No, no! They were all super polite," Mack hurriedly said. "It's just... well I wish I had been a bit more decent for the whole experience."

"Ah, right! Sorry, I guess I just got a little too used to seeing you naked again. Want me to go grab you a towel?"

"I just checked the basement. They're all gone," Mack whined. "I assume that means they've all been distributed to wherever they need to go..."

Sam paused for a moment, considering her response carefully. If they weren't in the basement, then the towels had probably been moved to their usual spot. But Mack wouldn't know that. In her mind, she was once again "stuck" with nothing to wear. And that was... exactly how Mack liked it, wasn't it?

"That... that does mean they're all where they need to be," Sam said, technically not lying.

"Just my luck..." Mack moaned. "Do you, um, at least still have that one ripped towel from earlier?"

"Oh... Sorry, Mack, I threw that out..." Sam said.

Again, technically true. But in reality, Sam had simply dropped it in the small wastebasket under her desk, which was mostly filled with crumpled up papers. It would have been simple to pull it back out and offer it back to Mack. But...

"Oh god..." Mack griped, her cheeks red. "So... what? There's nothing in the whole building for me to wear?!"

"That's... what it seems like," Sam not quite lied.

Mack buried her face in her hands for a minute, and Sam thought she could hear her repeating some variation of "Why me?" over and over. The blonde was starting to feel a bit concerned. This... was what Mack wanted, right?

Suddenly, Mack stood up and enveloped Sam in a big hug.

"Thank you so much for everything you've done for me," she said, burying her face in Sam's shoulder. "I really mean it! But I just... I don't think I can keep running around the spa naked all day. I'm sorry..."

Sam felt some relief at hearing this. This was what Mack had wanted after all, but she'd simply hit her limit! For a second, Sam had been afraid she'd been helping to expose Mack against her will! The spa manager felt reassured that this wasn't the case, despite it being exactly the case.

"Hey, hey, that's okay," she comforted, gently rubbing Mack's bare back. "I was fine with you just hanging out in the office with me from the beginning, remember?"

"Yeah, you're right," Mack sighed. "I think I'll stay back here with you for now."

"Sounds like a plan, Mack," Sam said, giving her a peck on the cheek. "Thanks to you, we've got a lot of stuff in order now. So feel free to just hang out here the rest of the day. We should be able to make it through the day alright without you lifting a finger. ...Y'know, barring anything else going catastrophically wrong."