Left In The Window, Naked

Soon after watching them leave, I notice the store assistance is back around. I stay still, trying to maintain the appearance of being a regular mannequin as much as possible. I watch as she locked the door, switches the sign to closed, and walked over to the mannequins in the front window.

I keep myself as still as possible, as I see her work in front before and over me, slowly taking the clothes of each mannequin. I watch as she casually pulls the clothes down and off. She works in a casually, practiced manner, making it clear this has been part of her normal routine.

I found myself entering an aroused state when she reached me next. I'm concerned and aroused at the same time as the Micro bikini is stripped of my body. Its movement almost elicits a moan from my lips, but I manage to suppress it at the last moment. She looks me in the eye just then, drawing concern I may not have squished it as hard as I came to believe.

She touched the small of my back briefly, before pulling what little I was wearing down and off my legs. As she leaves me standing naked once more and in full view of everyone that may pass by, I hear her whisper "She... it seems so real. Feels soft, gets wet in the right places and makes noise. It's... uncanny."

I keep myself still and fight off my arousal as well as I can, aware of the moisture running down my left leg. I'm highly aroused at this point, but no way of calming my desires is available. As she strips the other mannequins, her boss says to her something about heading out for a late-night appointment and asking her if she can finish closing up. She mused have confirmed, as I see him smile her way and walk out the door to his car, where he meats the two photographers. The same ones that got me into this mess in the first space.