Try to leave

Leanne decided she’d had enough and now that she had something to wear she could get out of there. She turned and began heading towards the main entrance. However, as she turned the next corner she found herself face to face with a young woman about the same age as her.

She was short and plump with an imp-like quality to her face. The thick glasses she wore sat just below her heavy fringe and she gazed up at Leanne with a happy grin. “Hi,” she smiled. “I’m Marie.”

“Um, I’m Leanne.” she replied anxiously. She really didn’t want to get into a conversation now. Who know what else she might come across if she delayed her exit any longer.

“That’s a pretty name,” continued Marie. “And you’re a very pretty girl.” She gazed at Leanne longingly and with such intensity that it made her uncomfortable. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m a, um, volunteer,” answered Leanne. Immediately wishing she’d just told her she was leaving.

“That’s great!” cried Marie. A beaming smile spread across her chubby face. “I’m just going to visit my grandad. Why don’t you come with me.” It sounded more like an instruction than a question but as Leanne tried to protest she was **** along by the rotund little figure. “Come on it’s just down here.”

“Actually I was just about to leav…” Before Leanne could finish her sentence she was being dragged down the corridor by the surprisingly strong girl.

She locked arms with Leanne and led her away down the corridor. “I’ll show you where he lives. This way.” Leanne was dragged along as Marie chatted with her, holding her close the entire time, until they reached their destination.

“He’s in here,” she announced before swinging the door open and leading Leanne inside. “Grandad! We have a visitor." As they entered Leanne saw an equally small old man sat in an armchair. The pensioner's eyes lit up as he saw the young woman. His gaze wandering all over her body as Leanne tugged nervously on her black dress, trying to cover more of her smooth thighs. There was a sudden slam causing her to jump with a start. She turned around to see Marie standing by the closed door with a giddy grin across her chubby face.

"This is Leanne.” stated Marie. “Don't you think she's beautiful, grandad?"

"Of course," replied the pensioner with a seedy grin. "She's gorgeous."

"Thanks," smiled Leanne anxiously.

"And you've got a great body too." he continued with a perverted smirk. The young woman squirmed awkwardly where she stood. "I'd love to see it."

“Oh grandad!” laughed Marie. “You’re so funny.” Leanne wasn’t sure the old man was joking so much but managed to **** a smile anyway. “Oh Leanne!” Marie suddenly exclaimed. “You’re so dirty.” Leanne turned to see Marie staring at her. She gazed down at her dress and saw patches of dust. There was more in her hair too and her face was red and sweaty from her exploits in the storeroom. “You should go take a shower. Here. Give me your dress.”

While the thought of cleaning herself up definitely appealed to her, stripping in front of either Marie of her grandfather did not. “I-It’s okay,” she stammered. “I can change in the bathroom.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll clean it for you.” Before Leanne could argue the rotund girl began pulling the dress over her shoulders. It was a struggle Leanne wasn’t going to win and was quickly stripped down to her panties. The old man sat on the edge of his seat staring openly at her pert breasts with a large bulge in his pants.

Leanne tried to cover her chest with her arm and hurriedly scampered off towards the en-suite bathroom. She quickly closed the door behind her and took a deep breath as she pressed herself back against it. There was a soft knock on the wood as Marie checked if she was okay. “Do you need any help?”

“I’m… I’m okay,” she yelled back, before removing her panties and hastily stepping inside the shower.

The flow of the water felt great over her skin. Finally she was relaxed and stood as the warmth flowed across her. After a few minutes she found some soap and began cleaning her smooth body. She was working on her pert breasts when she thought she heard something but just ignored it. She was understandably still a little jumpy. Then as she worked on her pussy she heard it again.

Leanne looked up and saw Marie’s chubby face peaking at her through the gap in the shower curtain. Leanne gasped and turned her back. When she peered over her shoulder a few minutes later there was no sign of the young woman.

Once she’d finished Leanne stepped from the shower and dried herself off with a nearby towel before searching for her underwear. But they were nowhere to be found. “Um, Marie.” she called out. “Have you seen my panties?”

The door opened and Marie stood there gazing at Leanne’s nakedness beauty before she had a chance to cover up. “No. Are you sure you had any before?”

This sounded like a stupid question and Leanne decided not to get involved. At least she had the dress. “Can you just pass me my dress please?” She had no intention of going back out so the old man could perve on her until she had something to wear.

“It’s, err… Being cleaned,” came the reply.

Leanne tossed her head back in frustration. She held the towel against her exposed body as she wondered what she should do now.