Walk off

"Don't worry about it, I think I can take a hit from a box" he grins. I smile and step around him. As I walk off, I feel a strange sensation in my back pocket, almost like a weight has been removed. I turn curiously, only to see the guy with his back to me.

I suddenly realize what it is. My phone is gone. "Excuse me? Did you just take my phone?" He turns to face me, one hand in his pocket.

"Your phone?" he repeats, staring at me. I open my mouth to reply and pause. My jeans have slipped down... more than usual.

"It was in my back pocket..." I mutters, looking at the ground for a plan.

"I can't see anything. Was it right or......" He tailed off for good reasons. My jeans had just slipped halfway off my ass! This had got way more naughty than I planned. I feigned shock and embarrassment. I didn't want to give him the wrong idea, or get into trouble with the store.

"OMG my jeans are falling down." I yelped. I didn't want him to see me naked, no matter how naughty this was getting. "I....erm...can you look away or something so I can put this box down and cover myself?" I turned back to look at him.

I stared at the lens of his phone. "What are you doing?" I felt unusually self conscience. I liked to tease guys, not get filmed by pervs. He just grinned. I realized he could see the front of my panties too, under the box. I felt a sudden thrill dispute the situation.

As I shifted the box in my arms, disaster struck. My jeans dropped to my ankles. I was now stood in the store with my panties fully on display. My face reddened as he continued to film my exposure. "Okay, I'll let you keep the film if you just pull my jeans up" I begged.