Removed her dress

I felt a sharp breeze as something flopped over the top of the cubicle. I looked up in confusion to find Becky's black dress resting on top of the door. My jeans quickly disappeared.

"Uh Becks, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Duh, we were changing clothes, right?"

"Just the panties." I corrected her.

I heard the zip of the jeans as she finished putting them into place. "You were going to wear just panties?" Becky asked. "Why? Seems kind of crazy when you can just wear my dress instead."

"No, I mean-"

"Beth," Becky interrupted "I don't mean to be rude but, could you hurry up with that top? I'm kind of exposed out here."

I suppose I could have argued with her, got my jeans back and put her in the dress and panties like we were supposed to. But I know it would have taken a good few minutes to get the idea to stick into Becky's head, and during that time anyone might come in and see her. Sighing, I placed the panties on top of the cubicle door and quickly removed my t-shirt, leaving me standing in a public toilet wearing just a bra and sneakers. I passed the t-shirt over to the waiting Becky, who took it eagerly. I grabbed the black dress and slipped it over my head. As I did, I heard the music outside suddenly grow louder as somebody opened the door, and then it went quiet again as it closed.

"Becks?" I called out. "You there?"

There was no response. I settled the dress in place, then turned back towards the cubicle door to retrieve my panties.

They were gone.

I crouched down to look under the door, thinking that maybe they'd fallen, but they weren't there.

"For fuck's sake Becky." I swore.

I stepped out of the cubicle, but grimaced as I caught my reflection in the mirror. Becky's dress didn't fit me very well.