No Time

Glad for a momentary reprieve, Kirsty was about to bend down and grab her skirt, when suddenly a pair of young Asian girls came wandering into the coffee shop, making their way directly to the counter.

"Hi, can we get two coffees please?" The first of the girls asked.

Kirsty suddenly realised she'd been frozen, staring at them the entire time they had walked up to the counter. Why didn't she just bend down and grab her skirt while they were walking in? She could have had a moment of safety, she could have...

"Are you alright?" Asked the other girl, looking at her in confusion.

Kirsty took a breath and smiled. "Sorry," she said slowly, "I don't think I'm completely awake." It seemed a reasonable excuse as to why she had just been staring at them in confusion. "Two coffees was it?"

"Yes please," the first responded.

Kirsty looked around again. With her skirt around her ankles she wouldn't be able to take many steps and the coffee machine was at the other end of the bar. Offering the girls a false smile, she took a deep breath, and stepped out of her skirt.

She tried not to look down, tried not to draw attention to the fact that she was now walking away from her skirt, but her mind was filled with images of her bare legs and panties, covered by nothing but the counter with the two girls stood the other side.

Her hands were shaking a little as she finally handed the girls their coffees, hoping that the ordeal was over and she could finally put the skirt back on.