Jen Faces the Mall

Author's note

This story is a sequel to a previous one posted here, "Jen's Walk". This can be found at https://chyoa.com/story/Jen%27s-Walk.49471, if there's any interest. The original story contains the most background information regarding how Jen ended up in this situation, but a summary is included in the first chapter here.

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Jen sat in the passenger seat of the car, Eve driving in silence with a hint of a smile on her face. A feeling of dread sat in Jen’s stomach as they moved along the road. She always hated having to meet with Eve, knowing it lead to nothing but humiliation and danger. She despised the fact that she had **** even more.

“You still can’t tell me where we’re going?” Jen asked, more to break the silence than anything. She knew Eve had no intention of telling her anything.

Eve grinned and said “nope, it’s still a surprise. Getting excited?”

Jen sighed in disgust, “hardly.”

Eve said nothing in return but her smile broadened. Jen was certain Eve knew exactly how she felt about all this. But Eve must revel in holding all this power over her, she figured.

It had been five months since the first time Eve had approached Jen. Quietly showing Jen pictures on her phone of balance sheets. Jen’s balance sheets. They both worked at a cash processing vault for a bank, all money counted and documented by hand, then balance sheets entered into the computer system. A series of costly car and home repairs had driven Jen and her husband to desperation. Both of them taking second jobs didn’t keep them afloat and they eventually ran out of people to borrow money from. Jen eventually had taken five thousand dollars from the cash office, adjusting her balance sheets to account for the difference. With working two jobs and cutting a few home expenses, they got the money paid back and Jen re-adjusted the balance sheets at work, updating the computer balances a day later to account for the discrepancies. Everything should have been untraceable, assuming no one had evidence of the balance sheets before the changes had been made.

But Eve had figured it out somehow. Instead of going to management or the police, she’d used her cell phone to take photos of the balance sheets, before and after the changes. It was enough to expose some discrepancies on matters and if the bank poked around and pulled IT records of the data entry logs, they’d soon realize what had happened. Jen would definitely be fired, but the idea of being arrested, potentially even getting jail time, that’s what convinced her that she needed to keep Eve quiet.

A few weeks passed before Eve contacted Jen and the first walk took place. Middle of the night, outside of a mall, she had Jen walk about twenty yards through the parking lot, completely nude. Jen was mortified but she went through with it, **** to keep the embezzlement quiet. A few weeks later, Eve texted Jen again. They met outside Jen’s house, again at night and Jen had to take a short naked walk through the neighborhood. Eve kept her promise and no one found out about the missing money.

Now, looking around at their current location, Jen couldn’t predict where they were heading. Eve wasn’t saying a word, but they were passing through a commercial region of the suburbs. Gas stations and four-shop strip malls passed by. It was getting late, just about seven in the evening. Commuters were about but rush hour had thinned out by now.

“At least the sun’s already down,” Jen thought to herself. “That’s a big step from the last time this happened.”

Jen’s third encounter with Eve had taken place a month ago. She still hated thinking back to that day, being **** to strip nude and sneak over a mile through a public park in broad daylight. She’d made it without being seen, but being that close to being discovered… Jen still remembered how terrified and embarrassed she’d felt.

Eve turned at an intersection, drove a block and then started slowing down. Jen looked around and realized they were turning into the mall, the same one they had met at for her first walk. But this was much earlier at night, with many cars still in the parking lot. She could see people coming and going, the last shoppers of the day. There weren’t nearly as many people as there would be on a weekend, but still far busier than Jen liked to see.

“Are you serious?” she asked, dead certain that Eve was trying to get her arrested.

Eve giggled, “it’s not _quite _what you think,” she said, turning down a path to head to get to a parking lot entrance.

Jen’s mind ran with possibilities. The idea of having to sneak between parked cars completely nude in order to reach some goal Eve had thought up. The perimeter of the mall’s grounds had numerous sections with trees and decorative grasses and Jen thought perhaps she would have to get through some areas like that, hiding from the city’s streets and any departing shoppers on the other side of the plants. No matter what was planned, with this many people around Jen found herself already trembling.

The car moved towards the mall, crossing through a parking lot lane and pulling up close to the mall. Soon Eve slowed down and pointed past Jen and out the window.

“See that door? With the bushes right next to it? Remember that.”

Jen started to feel an incredible sense of unease, concerned that she saw where this was going. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” she muttered.

Eve only laughed and pressed down on the accelerator. The car sped up and Eve began driving around the outside of the mall. A few minutes later she began to slow again, eventually pulling to a stop next to another service door.

“See that door?” she asked. “Look carefully.”

Jen leaned forward and squinted, “What? What am I looking for?”

“At the latch. You can just barely see a piece of duct tape.”

Jen looked closer and thought she could maybe see what Eve was talking about. Her stomach dropped, realizing that Eve intended to make her go in that door completely nude.

“No, no way. I can’t do this,” she said.

“I’m sure that you can do this,” Eve replied. “A friend of mine works at this mall, she’s the one who taped the latch about thirty minutes ago. That will keep the door from locking. In another 30 minutes she’s going to remove that tape.”

Eve pulled away from the mall and drove into the parking lot, selecting a spot a good distance away from any other cars.

“You’re trying to get me arrested,” Jen said.

“No, I’m not. I’m really not,” Eve tried to assure her, “I know you probably don’t believe it but that’s the last thing I want.”

Jen only shook her head, her whole body starting to shudder in fear.

“My friend who works here, she tells me that Thursday is the second busiest inventory shipment for all of these stores,” Eve continued, “the busiest is Friday, to get as much stocked up for the weekend. I’ve walked through that corridor myself, there are a lot of boxes stacked up in the hallways for employees to start bringing before their shift is up. They’re also going to start bringing their trash into that hallway for the janitorial staff to get rid of. That means a lot of hiding places for you. It won’t be easy but I am dead certain you can sneak through that hallway and not get caught.

“Now those doors lead to a service hallway, it runs the whole side of this mall and ends at that door I pointed out earlier. You go through the hallway, get out the service door on the far side, hop into the bushes. I’ll be parked over there watching for you. Once I see you I’ll come pick you up, right at the curb so you can jump in just as fast as you can.”

Jen simply sat there, staring at the service hallway door. She couldn’t think of a word to say. She knew from previous meetings with Eve that talking her out of these things was fruitless. She could only picture herself, wearing absolutely nothing and ducking behind a box while employees walked around her. How did Eve think she could manage this without getting caught? Jen had a difficult time imagining that happening.

After a few moments of silence Eve nudged Jen with her elbow, “well no time to waste! Let’s see some skin, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me that,” Jen said. Eve only giggled.

Jen was able to slip out of her sandals without bending down, but getting her jeans off was a bit of a struggle. After walking nude through the park she’d gotten dressed in her car- putting pants on when trying to twist around a steering wheel was trickier than this. Eventually she worked her jeans down and was able to get her legs out of them. She dropped them in the back seat at Eve’s request. Next she removed her panties. They were far enough away from where anyone was likely to walk, well into a large patch of empty parking spaces, but she was still inclined to keep her top half out of view through the car windows for as long as possible. The panties joined her jeans in the back seat.

After removing her t-shirt, Jen set it on her lap.

“Come on, in the back,” Eve said.

“I’ll put it in the back right before I get out of the car. I’d like to cover myself with it when you drive up to the door.”

Eve thought for a moment, then replied “fair enough.”

Finally Jen unhooked her bra and tossed it on top of the other discarded clothes. She pulled the shirt up and over her exposed c-cup breasts and draped the bottom to hide her shaven vagina, almost like wearing a blanket. Eve shifted the car into drive and pulled out of the parking spot.

“How long are you going to wait for me?” Jen asked. She felt like Eve wouldn’t put a deadline on this run and leave Jen to fend for herself completely but she didn’t want to make that assumption.

“So you have about thirty minutes before the mall closes entirely. I’d say another hour before everyone except the night security guards and janitors leave? Even if they don’t leave that soon, it should be a complete skeleton crew pretty quickly. That’s an hour and a half, so call it two to three hours? Should be more than enough time to get out. Just try not to find a place to hide until the building is empty, that’s not really in the spirit of things, is it?”

I could give a damn about the spirit of things, Jen thought. Hiding for two hours is a very tempting plan.

Eve began to slow the car down and cranked the wheel, turning and pulling up right outside the service door. Jen looked around, seeing only one car in the distance, driving towards the mall exit. Refusing to hesitate in case someone else might come, she flung the t-shirt into the back seat and opened car door. Quickly stepping out and exposing her whole body to the world, she felt hear heart rate skyrocket as she knew anyone watching her had an unobstructed view. She briefly imagined that she could feel Eve’s eyes on her slightly wide hips and the little extra padding on her ass, but **** herself to ignore those thoughts. She pushed the car door closed behind her, quickly ran to the service door and pulled. The door quietly slid open and Jen peeked inside. Once she was sure no one was in sight she slipped inside the hallway.

Fifteen feet ahead Jen saw a stack of boxes piled on the right side of the hall and hurried over to them, crouching behind them and taking her first hiding place. She peered around the boxes and saw a long hallway, with more inventory and a few trash bags piled at odd intervals. She couldn’t see the whole hallway down to the door she had to reach, it began curving to the right and the exit was well out of sight.

The first door leading to a store was shortly ahead of Jen. The door was closed, and she couldn’t hear anything from this distance. She stood and moved to the next load of boxes, passing the door and gaining several yards of progress. This pile of fresh inventory was up against the left side of the hallway. It was shorter than the first one she’d been behind, but hunkering down as far as she could Jen felt she must be completely out of sight. She noticed a side corridor ahead of her, branching off to the right. Doubtless another passage that ran to the back rooms of other stores.

As she was eyeing her next hiding spot, a few large, bulging trash bags, Jen heard a noise. Looking up, she saw two women stepping through a doorway and into the hallway ahead of her. The first woman, around Jen’s age in her early forties, began grabbing boxes from a heap and passing them to the second woman, who carried them into the store. They were bringing in a large amount of inventory that arrived in small to medium sized boxes.

"It’s going to take them several minutes to get through that," Jen thought, "I really don’t know if I want to be waiting here the whole time. This door behind me could open at any moment. But what’s my other option? I guess that corridor to the right, I could probably time it so that lady’s back is turned and duck down there. That’ll take me off course and I’ll have to make my way back to this hall at some point. But I’ll be out of sight of those two and not have to worry about this door behind me…"