'Mirror Redux

Before he even stopped the car, I noticed we were going back to the carnival. I open my mouth to speak, before stopping myself, choosing instead to be surprised. He stops by some vehicles, and once we get out, he leads me over to the same mirror maze location, amused as she stats, "You're going to love this."

Standing before the side entrance, I glance in and inquire, "Why do you say that?" to which he lets out a cough, smiling at me, as he folds his arms before himself, pausing as he lets it sink in.

"I remember how much you loved running about it during the day, seeing who could stop the other first. So, as a fun date idea, we came up with a challenge of our own. We hid some fun gifts in there, though the lighting will be different than before." He pauses, looking for a clue as to how I felt about all this, though I do my best not to show it.

I find it an intriguing idea, nodding once, looking back at him, even as I mentally notice how thin the halter top really felt just then, the cool breeze making my nipples stand out, their shapes as obvious as if I had not bothered to even put on the halter at all. My mini skirt clings tightly to me, hiding my mound from view, if only just.

I gasp, suddenly feeling his hand moving up my left leg, risking putting what little I had on to sheer uselessness. His hand goes to my hip, stopping, teasing me, while his smile never leaves his face, and his gaze remains locked on my face. "Also, to add to the fun, the flair, if you will, I will be moving about, ready to kiss and pull at your outfit."

I smirk back at him, amused at how quickly this was put together. "See, the longer you can make it without being stripped naked, the more you're liable to find. Of course, you could just keep getting coaught at go on to the next part of the date... but what's the fun in that?"

Nodding back, seeing the twist, I smirk back, the corner of my lip pulling upward, as I reply, "So how do I agree and start?"

He looks away for a bit. "With a kiss, naturally. Like any good fairy tale, right?"

I find myself nodding back, moving close to him. "Well then, let's get started," I whisper back, and he moves closer. In a moment, he has a hand on my back, reaching up to my shoulder, his other hand on my waist, holding me tight. My eyes close shut as our lips touch. I let out a moan, the sound soft but smooth, as we kiss, turning into a make-out session.

I melt into his arms, enjoying the gentle body warmth I feel, feeling his hand move slowly downward to my hip and then across my ass, though he keeps moving. Surprised, I let it go, enjoying the caress and the closeness of his touch, the pleasure of the moment.

I let out a gasp, feeling his hand reach under my skirt, pulling it up slightly as he reached, his hand directly on my ass. I moan as his fingers and palm close upon it. My arms around his shoulders, I find it quite enjoyable, regretting when it eventually ends. My ass is left exposed now, my skirt seemingly intent on remaining up on that side, and I find myself too distracted to act.

Still smirking, I find myself sharing the feeling, enjoying his company, and with a sideways glance, he comments, "Well then, better get moving, Hun. Don't want you to miss out on what we hid for you."

He slaps me on the back, and I gasp in surprise as I'm pushed at the entrance. Giggling, I nod and walk inside. I freeze for a moment, and the ambience is noticeably different; before, it was brightly lit, the mirrors all seemingly sending it all over. Now, only some lights are on, and the whole place is now earily quite. He gives me an encouraging push, and I move in nervously.

The light seems to be gently swaying, intermittently illuminating me, as I find the space feeling rather odd. After a moment, I see some areas are still well lit, but others seem to revel in the darkness, making the whole place feel... off, somehow. Fealing mix messages, I manage to keep moving. Not sure where to go, I'm soon rushing about, in and out of seemingly random beams of light.

I soon find a small bag, picking it up, but not daring to look in as I move about. I find a second and third, each one quite small, but all recently left. I resist shouting out, not daring to give it up so easily. Looking about, I quickly dash through an alcove with three sides of mirrors, well lit, now clearer on what to look for. Moving with purpose now, I almost run into a mirror, changing course just in time to ..

Need to stop moving, finding myself standing right before a clown, the cliché makeup, including the smile, plastering his face. He turns casually, looking me up and down as I stand before him, surprised and transfixed. I gasp, unsure.

"You must be Brett's new interest; how intriguing. Well, this is his game, so hold still now." And he moves toward me, slowly until he's before me. I hold myself still, relieved he's part of this, enjoying the challenge but still unsure. He hands move to close by, twidaling his fingers, before darting out.

I let out a gasp; his hands yank at my mini skirt, pulling it up and tucking it into itself. With a nod, he look up, right in my eye. I look down, noticing my mini skirt is now little more than a belt, my shaved mound on open display, and I look back up to see him wink.

"Odd game you made, but if you enjoy it, have at it. I like what I see now... maybe I'll catch you again! Well, later, deary." he moves on, and I turn to follow him, but he seems to disappear into the shadows as quickly as he appeared. Shaking my head, I hurry on in another direction.

I end up before a mirror, distorting my appearance, and as I look about, it makes my exposure even more prominent than it feels. Looking about, I hear my every step, my high heels clicking loudly. I move about, trying to find more, and manage to find one more before bumping into something soft and warm. A lopsided expression forms on her face , staring back at me.

"My, I'm excited to take part, though it seems you've been detained once already." and I resist the urge to move, not out of modesty, but rather hoping to find more. Anxious to keep going; something still holds me fast. She walks up, "Well, he was right on one thing, though... You do look better bereft of clothing. Here, let me help with that."

I gasp, feeling her yank at my top, pulling my left breast free, a coy expression on her face as she stares down at me, "Pity I can't simply tear it off of you all at once, but then again, that would ruin all the fun."

Frozen in place, I felt her gaze on me intently, and she shrugged, "Even up close, there's no way to tell if the curtains match the drapes. Ah well, no matter... see ya around, toots." And with that, she winks my way before walking off, and this time I don't wait, dashing about, quickly hiding from a stagehand, dashing around, finding the arrangement of funhouse mirrors seemingly even harder to navigate now, scuttling from shadow to shadow.

Manage to find another bag, small as the others, as I move about, unsure even how many there are. Just as I puzzle that, I realise I'm in a dead end, and I turn slowly. Looking around, I find myself cornered by several at once, smirking back at me. I do my best to remain casual, nodding back as she declared, "Looks like I get the last catch after all.

She walks forward, and I see the woman I bumped into before. Holding still, I find myself all the more aware of my exposure. She walks forward. "Looks like the hunt is over." And she yanks my top, pulling the right side toward the opposite direction, then she did with the left side of my halter, leaving my halter top a tangle, even as it leaves my ample bosom exposed before them.

She pauses, smiling at me as I'm made to wait, practically naked before them. I feel myself being picked up, and she points them where to go. I gasp, unsure what to say, feeling myself held fast between them, carrying me around. They seem to know where to go, leading me swiftly to the side entrance I left from.

Bret is waiting there, nodding as I'm hauled out. "Right on time, my dear... let's see what you found. Come along now." I pause, surprised, as I'm hauled out, back into the clearly nearby. I'm set down, and I manage to remain still, though I manage to remain still even as my twisted outfit is yanked off me, leaving me literally naked before them,

As I watch, Bret takes the bags in hand. "Well, let's see what my lovely date has found so far, hmm?", and he goes through each bag, one by one, while the others stare over my way, clearly enjoying what they saw. "Let's see.. customs newly... some candy... flowers... prize tickets... You should use those... oh, look at that, an engagement ring."

I gasp, surprised, my mind racing at what that may mean. "Well, that's going a bit fast, but how else could that have gotten in there, with some prize tickets, unless you put it there, hmm? I look about, naked before them, and the woman from before winks over at me.

He walks close, wrapping an arm around my waist, hauling me close. I melt against him again, his tight grip and body's warm feeling rather nice just now. Wrapping my arms around his back, I find myself lifted up a few moments before being let back down onto my feet.

I let out a surprised moan, enjoying his touch, feeling myself being held tight. Our lips meet, and I lean into it, kissing intently, as my eyes blink shut. I find myself enjoying his caress, feeling goosebumps forming on my exposed skin not in contact with him.

Once our lips split, I find myself still hoping for more, and I see his smile as he declares, "I was told my love would propose to me; a woman unknown, yet casually naked and before those I know. That she would remain naked from then on, at my side as we travel about. Question is, how'd you know about all that?"

He pauses, looking back at me, brushing his left hand through my hair before resuming, those around me as surprised as I am... well, most of them were. "Well, no matter... is this a proposal you wanted to suprise me with? Cause if that truly is your goal, I accept."

I giggle back, finding myself enjoying the attention and company, with my nakedness making it even more enticing. My mind racing, I find myself with a rather surprising issue: Do I take this opportunity to become his wife and spend my life naked by his side? For that matter, with all that's going on, dare I disappoint them and decline?