Shoplifting

Jen's words were like a punch in the gut.

"I must not have heard you correctly, what did you say?" Emily asked.

"I said that my brother works at one of the clothing stores you visited over the weekend and Monday morning they discovered several dresses were missing. When he was reviewing the security camera tapes he spotted you stealing two of the missing dresses," Jen repeated.

"I swear I only did it as a joke," Emily protested.

"It's still a crime," Jen said.

"Call him and tell him I'll bring them back. As a matter of fact I'll go get them right now and return them," Emily said.

"I told him you would, but that's not going to be enough I'm afraid."

"Please tell him not to call the cops. My life would be ruined if I get arrested."

"I told him that too, but he says you still have to be punished so you won't do it again," Jen replied.

"Oh shit," Emily sighed.

"It's not all that bad," Jen said wrapping her arms around her friend's shoulders. "He said that if you proved that the dresses you stole were your size he would keep it quiet providing you return the dresses today."

"Yes. Of course. Anything. But how am I supposed to prove that the dresses would fit me?

"He's been working at the store for a while and he can usually tell what size a customer wears just by looking at them. So he wants me to take a picture of you so he can guess what size you wear."

"Okay, grab you phone and take a picture and send it to him," Emily agreed.

"Well, there's another condition. He wants to make sure that you didn't steal larger sizes and now you're wearing extra clothes to make up the difference," Jen said.

"You can tell him I'm not," Emily said.

"He wants actual proof."

"So how do we do that?"

"You have to pose for the picture, umm naked," Jen confided.

"DO WHAT?!"

"I'm afraid so. He'll only agree to hold off calling the cops if the picture of you is in your birthday suit."

"I can't send your brother a picture of me naked! What does he think I am, some kind of slut?"

"It doesn't really matter what he thinks you are. It all comes down to whether you want to go to jail or let somebody see you naked. And you have to make that choice yourself," Jen pointed out.

"You realize that your brother is some kind of pervert, don't you?

"Why? Because he wants to see a pretty girl naked? Hell, every guy we know wants to see you naked. Some of the girls too."

"Has he said something about thinking I'm pretty?" Emily asked.

"Wow, this conversation just took a hard right turn. A moment ago you were accusing him of being some kind of freak and now you want to know if you wants to jump your bones."

"Well, your brother is kind of cute," Emily said blushing.

"Actually he does thinks you're pretty. I've told him that he should ask you out, but he doesn't think you'd want to go out with him because a lot of people think he must be gay to be working in a dress shop."

"I was wondering about that myself."

"Well, if he's gay you've got nothing to worry about sending him a naked photo cause he won't be interested in getting you into bed and if he's straight and you both think each other is attractive it might be the quickest way to get his ass into bed," Jen stated.

Her comment caused Emily to turn red-faced. "I never said I wanted to get your brother in the sack."

"But you do or the thought of doing the horizontal mambo wouldn't have embarrassed you," Jen joked. "You really are some kind of slut, aren't you? You want to screw my brother. I'm best friends with a tramp. OMG!"

Emily crimson face turned even redder.

"Alright, skank. Get naked so we can suck my brother into your bed," Jen laughed.

The thought of Jen's brother being attracted to her made it a little easier for Emily to accept the idea of of sending him a picture of her naked, but the idea and the actual doing it were miles apart.

It took several encouragements from Jen before Emily was finally able to strip off all her clothing.

Emily hadn't really thought about the whole picture taking thing. She expected Jen would just take a quick picture right there in her room, but Jen vetoed that idea when she pointed out how messy her room was.

When Jen snatched open her bedroom door Emily jerked back in surprise. This was the first time she had been naked outside her own home since gym class in high school.

Jen laughed at Emily's reaction and assured her that there were only the two of them in the house.

Jen lead the way into her parents' bedroom, but after doing a couple of test pictures they both agreed it was a little too creepy, plus what would Jen's brother think seeing his parents' bed in the background.

They tried a couple more photos in the bathroom, but it was so small that Jen couldn't get Emily fully in the image.

They went downstairs into the living room, but when Emily spotted a couple of cars driving by through the large windows she objected. Jen did get her to pose for a few more, but Emily's nervousness spoiled the effect.

They moved into the kitchen and Jen took several there. Examining the resulting pictures they both agreed that these were the best.

Emily liked to have had a heart attack when Jen suggested they try one on the deck on the back of the house.

She was totally against the idea at first. However Jen convinced her that since the deck looked out at a pasture and there was obviously no one in sight out there, combined with the houses on either side being owned by working couples no one would be there either. Eventually Jen talked her into venturing outside.

It took a number of photos before Emily relaxed enough to appear like something other than a animal caught in headlights of an approaching car.

Even in the best of the pictures you could tell she was nervous.

For their final spot Jen suggested the garage. Emily was much more comfortable once she was surrounded by four walls.

Everything went well until the doorbell rang. To Emily's horror Jen walked over and punched the button to raise the garage doors.

As the doors started raising Emily saw two pair of legs standing outside. Glancing around she saw a large cardboard carton and darted over behind it. Any relief was short-lived.

"Hi. You must be the guys here to install the new refrigerator. My folks mentioned you'd be coming by. It's right over there in the corner," Emily heard Jen say.

There had only been one large box in the garage so it was obvious to Emily that her refuge was about to be whisked away.

"Oh wait a minute," Jen stated. "That's the new one. You guys are going to take out the old one and put that one in it's place. So of course you're going to have to remove the old first. What was I thinking?"

Since the new refrigerator had been left several feet from the back wall Emily was able to watch from her hiding place as Jen lead two strangers across the garage and through the doorway into the kitchen.

Knowing that the guys would be bringing the old refrigerator out through the same doorway Jen had left the door standing wide open. If either man turned towards the doorway Emily would be in plain sight. Not to mention that sooner or later they would be coming for the new appliance at which time they were certain to see her naked.

Quickly looking around the garage Emily saw that her only chance was a cabinet just to the right of the doorway into the kitchen. As she silently crossed over to the cabinet she prayed that there would be enough space inside for her to hide.

Just as she reached the cabinet she heard a car. A quick glance out the open garage doors revealed someone driving by. One turn of their head and she was caught.

Fortunately that didn't happen.

She opened the cabinet doors and saw that it was actually a tool locker. Her luck held and there was enough room at the bottom for her to squeeze into.

Hearing the men bringing the old refrigerator out of the house motivated her to slip into her new hiding place. In slipping into the cabinet she rolled into a ball. The way she had climbed inside would conceal most of her body behind one of the cabinet's doors, but her lower back and ass needed the other door to hide her completely.

Unfortunately once she was in place she could only reach one of the doors. Her cramped position meant that she couldn't get a hand twisted back far enough to reach the one that would have provided her with the rest of her needed concealment.

Emily was so relieved when Jen realized what was happening and closed the door for her.

Emily's relief only lasted until she heard one of the guys asked Jen if she had a hammer they could use to pry the wooden sides of the new refrigerator's crate apart.

Jen said she thought there was one leaning against the far wall and in the seconds that the men turned to look there she opened the cabinet doors and grabbed a hammer.

For a few, brief seconds Emily was fully exposed. If the guys had moved a little faster they would have spotted her in all her naked glory.

Happily Jen was faster. She had the doors closed just as the guys started to turn back.

"I happened to remember my father had put it back over the weekend," Jen said as she handed over the hammer.

Emily listened as the men ripped apart the boards. When she heard one of the guys say, "Here you go," she knew that Jen had the hammer back.

Emily waited fearfully to learn what Jen would do next.

Thankfully the doors remained closed.

Her reprieve lasted until she heard the guys moving the new appliance into the kitchen.

At that point both cabinets swung wide open and Jen returned the hammer to it's previous location.

Emily expected her to close the doors, but Jen left them wide open. Emily reached over and pulled the one she could reach close, but Jen pulled it back open.

"Leave them open and take a chance on not being spotted or I will pretend to have discovered you hiding there and make sure those guys see your naked body," Jen whispered a warning.

As hard as it was for Emily, she decided a chance of not being seen beat no chance at all.

"Oh, by the way, you have one other option. If you can get out of there silently and sneak pass the doorway maybe you won't be caught and you can hide behind the kitchen access door. However you'll have to hurry or the guys will see you as soon as they finish putting the new refrigerator in place," Jen whispered.

Emily listened to Jen step back inside the kitchen to answer a question from one of the men.

That last option sounded better and better.

Moving carefully Emily eased herself out of the cabinet. What she hadn't counted on was the fact that having been crammed into the tiny space resulted in her legs cramping when she went to stand up.

Before she could get them working heard the guys and Jen coming. The other side of the kitchen door was no longer an option and with her legs still stiff there was no way she was going to be able to get back into the cabinet in the few seconds she had.

She took her only remaining option. She stepped to the road side of the cabinet and flatten herself against it. Then she pulled the door as far around towards her as possible.

Anyone standing in front of the cabinet wouldn't be able to see her, except maybe her feet, but anyone looking into the garage from the road would have an almost clear view of her nakedness.

Emily waited, scarcely daring to breath, as the men gave Jen her copies of the paperwork and gathered up the new refrigerator's crate.

From her position Emily watched as the men carried the residue down the driveway. When one of them dropped a board behind himself and stopped to turn back to pick it up Emily knew it was now or never.

She whirled around the cabinet door and raced into the kitchen.

The exclaimed,"what the hell," left no doubt that she had been seen, but it never slowed her down as she bolted up the stairs and into Jen's room. Quicker than she had ever done before she slipped into her clothing.

She waited in Jen's room till Jen came up the stair laughing her ass off.

"You should have heard the guy who spotted you trying to convince the other guy that he had seen a naked woman," Jen declared. "It didn't help his efforts when I insisted I was the only one here."

"Why the hell did you make me leave the cabinet doors open?" Emily demanded.

"Wasn't it exciting?" Jen asked.

"Exciting? I liked to have pissed myself," Jen retorted.

"Didn't you tell me last week that your life was boring. Well, now it's not."

"What if they would have caught me? I could be in big trouble," Emily pointed out.

"Why? Because a couple of guys you'll probably never, ever see again saw you naked? So what? You get a thrill and they get a memory they will never forget."

"Yes, but.." Emily began. Then she stopped and thought about what Jen had said.

"You really think they would never forget it?" Emily asked.

"Did you ever have something like that ever happen to you? Did you forget?"

"There was that time we caught those two guys skinny-dipping over behind the stadium."

"And you've never forgotten it have you? You can probably remember every single detail of the incident, can't you?" Jen asked. "Well it would have been the same for those guys too. You would be immortalized to them."

"Geez, you almost got me wishing they had seen me now," Emily confessed.

"If you hurry they still could. They're finishing up loading their truck back up. Get your boobs out, go downstairs, and walk pass the living room window."

"Why just my boobs?" Emily asked as she jerked off all the clothes she had just put back on.

"You are such a tramp," Jen giggled.

According to their quick designed plan. Jen went downstairs and opening the front door called to the guys to tell them thanks.

Emily watched from the edge of Jen's parents' window and when the men were looking toward the house she stepped in front of the window and pulled open the curtains.

Both girls saw the men's mouths drop open and their eyes widen.

Pretending to be taken by surprise Emily spun around as if embarrassed thus allowing the guys to see the back of her naked body.

She gave them a few seconds and then turned around again and pulled the drapes shut providing them with one last look.

Pretending not to know what had happened Jen waved good-bye and closed the door.

Back in Jen's room Emily lay on Jen's bed and declared she couldn't believe she had actually done that.

While Emily laid there Jen pulled out her cell phone and took some more pictures of Emily's naked body.

When she finished Jen downloaded all the pictures she had taken onto her computer.

As Emily looked at the screen over Jen's shoulder Jen cycled through the pictures. As one point Emily felt something and looked down to see Jen flicking her finger against Emily's right nipple.

"What were you doing?" she asked as she stood up.

"First, it took you long enough to notice and second since you were resting your other titty on my back I figured I'd return the favor," Jen replied.

After a brief pause Emily leaned back down to her former position and said, "Okay."

Jen went back to teasing Emily's nipple and Emily began deliberately rubbing her other boob on Jen's back.

Any further explorations would have to wait when the girls heard Jen's mom announce her arrival.

Emily quickly got dressed yet again, finishing just before the new arrival got to Jen's door. Meanwhile Jen closed the computer window showing Emily's nude photos.

"Hi Honey. Hi Emily," Jen's mom said.

"Hi mom," Jen said.

"Hi, Mrs. Jefferies," Emily said.

"Emily, please call me Salty." Years before Mrs. Jefferies had explained that growing up there had been several girls named Sally and so she had been given the nickname Salty.

Okay, Salty," Emily grinned.

Salty walked over and expertly reopened the window with Emily's nude pictures.

When the two girls looked at her with startled expression Salty grinned and said, "I knew the appliance guys were coming so I've keeping an eye on the security cameras. I saw you two doing your nude photography session."

She waited for a response.

"Mom, it's a long story," Jen said.

"Give me the short version," Salty said with a grin.

"Let me," Emily said before Jen could answer. "It's all my doing. Last weekend for a thrill I sort of shoplifted a couple of dresses from the place where you son works. He realized they were missing Monday morning and in reviewing the security tapes saw me do it. To avoid him calling the cops I have to return the dresses and to prove I took them for myself I had to provide him a picture of me in the buff. Jen was helping me."

"Have you returned the dresses yet?"

"That's the next step," Emily confessed.

"Have you sent the picture yet?"

"We were going through them to pick out the best one when you got home," Jen injected.

"Hmm. First off sending a picture might not be the best idea. Someone else might get a copy and post it online. The problem with that is once it's online if never goes away. Second I think you are going to have to do a little more to get out from under this, Emily. So here's what I suggest. We all go over to Emily's house and she tells her folks that I'm taking you both out for dinner. While we're there Emily puts on one of the dresses. Just the dress, nothing else. Then we take the other to the shop and Emily physically shows Greg that she took the dress for herself. That should satisfy his request and the shop gets the dresses back."

"But that would leave me naked in the shop? How do I...?" Emily protested.

"I'll bring something you can wear when we leave," Salty said.

"You'll forgive me if I'm not exactly reassured," Emily said.

"Unfortunately you don't have much choice," Salty said. "There's video of you stealing and you've confessed it to me and Jen, so it's go along or go to jail. What's it going to be?

"Well I certainly don't want to go to jail," Emily answered.

"Okay then. You two head down and I'll go grab the outfit."

A few minutes later the arrived at Emily's house and a little after that they were on the way to the dress shop.

Twisting around and looking over her shoulder Jen was surprised that Emily had been able to get out of the house without her parents saying something able her outfit.

The dress was actually a size smaller than Emily would have selected if she were going to wear it for a normal evening. The tight bodice pushed her boobs up into the scooped neckline and the twin pokies' dark outlines were readily apparent through the pale yellow material.

"Your parents didn't say anything about that?" Jen asked as she gestured to Emily's dress.

"I got lucky and got out without them spotting me," Emily said.

"Is the other dress more risque then that one?" Salty asked over her shoulder.

"It was intended for a shorter woman," Emily admitted

When they got to the mall Salty choose to park further out than Emily would have preferred, but she didn't have much choice.

The series of startled second looks from the people they passed provided ample evidence that Emily was putting on a show.

Emily was thankful the dress shop was in a strip mall and that she didn't have to walk though an enclosed mall full of people.

One guy tried to snap a picture, but his obviously pissed girlfriend stopped him.

Entering the store the three women went back to where Greg was standing with another woman.

"Hi Mom, Jen, Emily," he said. "This is Mrs. Douglas, she owns the shop.

"Hi Mrs. Douglas, I'm Greg's mom, please call me Salty."

"Hi, I'm his sister Jen."

"Hello ma'am. My name is Emily like Greg said.

Looking at Emily's outfit Mrs. Douglas said, "Obviously you're the one who stole my dresses including the one you're wearing. You should have stolen a larger size."

"Ma'am I'm truly sorry. I make a poor split second decision and I would do anything to make it right."

"Let's start with you taking off that dress," Mrs. Douglas said.

Emily turned toward the dressing rooms.

"Where do you think you're going," Mrs. Douglas stated sternly.

"To the dressing rooms," Emily replied.

"Those are for customers, not for thieves."

"Then where?"

"Where I can keep an eye on you," as Mrs. Douglas pointed to a spot behind a rack of clothes.

"But everyone can see me there," Emily protested.

"Good. It'll make it harder for you to take something else."

A glance around the group revealed that no one was going to protest.

Emily stepped over to the rack and reaching behind herself lowered the zipper. Her reaching pushed her boobs up and the right one popped out. Trying to put it back in would have been a waste of time and Emily didn't bother.

Once the dress was free she lowered it and stepped out. Just as Salty had told her there was nothing underneath.

"You always go out dressed, or should I say undressed, like that?" Mrs. Douglas asked.

"It was my idea," Salty said to Emily's relief.

Greg passed over a hanger and Emily slipped the dress unto it. The whole time she was using it to shield herself. When Mrs. Douglas motioned Emily reluctantly handed it over.

"It's my understanding that you took two dresses young lady," Mrs. Douglas stated.

Emily slipped the other dress out of her backpack.

"Since you obviously picked the wrong size on the first dress, let's see if your judgment is any better on this one," Mrs. Douglas said.

Emily slipped it over her head and dropped it into place. Jen stepped behind her and closed the zipper.

This one was a mini-skirt the size of which would have been good except like Emily had said it was intended for a shorter woman. The bottom of the skirt ended a couple of inches above the point where her legs came together.

The sudden clang of the door opening chime startled everyone. All turned to look as a mid-thirties couple came in.

Greg walked over to them. "Hello, my name is Greg is there anything I can help you with this evening?"

The women said, "I'm looking for a dress the same color as that young woman is wearing," pointing to Emily.

As they walked up Emily started to step back around the rack.

A quick "don't move" from Mrs. Douglas stopped her.

As the couple rounded the rack their eyes dropped to look at the lines of Emily's dress. Both mouths dropped as they realized what they were looking at.

After a pause to gather their wits the woman said, "Do you have it in a longer length perhaps?"

Her husband said, "I don't know dear. She's taller than you, but you both have similar bodies so that might be the correct length for you. Would it be possible for my wife to try it on?"

"Of course, sir," Mrs. Douglas said. Turning to Emily said continued, "Please pass that dress to our new clients, Emily."

Knowing what was expected Emily was not surprised when she felt Jen lower the zipper she had recently raised.

Without protest Emily pulled the dress up over her head and held it out.

The couple made no effort to take it.

After staring at the naked girl for several seconds the woman said, "I assume that you have dressing rooms for your more modest customers."

"Yes of course," Greg said with a smile, "Emily is a nudist so being naked isn't distasteful for her."

"You don't mind that my husband is drooling on himself while he stares at you," the woman asked Emily.

"I wouldn't say that I enjoy it, but every choice has consequences and I'm not upset enough to change the choice I've made," Emily answered.

"Do you have a lot of customers who get changed here on the floor?" the woman asked Greg.

"Not a lot. It takes a special mindset to decide what other people think isn't the most important item in one's choices."

Slapping her purse into her husband's stomach the woman reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. She pulled if off over her head and handed it to Greg. Then to everyone's amazement she unclipped her bra and handed it over to Greg.

Then she took the dress Emily had been wearing and slipped it over her head. Her husband who had finally stopped staring at Emily's nakedness, zipped it up.

She walked over to a three-sided mirror and studied her reflection. After trying a few different poses she walked back and stated, "We'll take it."

Mrs. Douglas rang it up and the husband paid for it.

As he was doing so the woman walked over to Emily and whispered, "If I looked as good naked as you I'd never wear clothes."

"How one looks is largely their own choice and you look good enough to wear or," Emily grinned, "not wear whatever you want. But if you do like other people's opinions, your boobs are awesome. Thanks for sharing them."

"My pleasure," she replied with her own grin. "Now to go home and get laid." Placing her hand on Emily's wrist she added, "Thanks for inspiring my husband."

After the couple left Mrs. Douglas looked at Emily, "Maybe I should hire you. That couple has been in here a few times before, but that's the first time they've ever bought anything."

"I'm glad you're pleased. I really am sorry about taking the dresses and I hope you can find it inside yourself to forgive me," Emily said.

"I'll make you a deal. You stay here like that till closing which is in two hours or if before that time you aid us with another two more sales all is forgiven. Deal?"

"Do I have a choice?" Emily asked with a grin.

"Yes, but you won't like the alternative," Mrs. Douglas answered with her own smile.

Everyone stood around chatting for about a half an hour. Walking up to the front of the store Jen looked around carefully. Then she called to Emily, "Hey girlfriend. How'd you like to jazz up your evening?"

"Why do I know I'm going to regret this?" Emily asked herself out loud.

Recognizing that Jen having walked to the front of the store meant she was waiting for Emily to join her, Emily walked toward her. She was about two thirds of the way when a young couple came into sight.

Emily sidestepped behind a nearby rack of dresses. It was obvious she had been noticed when the couple suddenly stopped and stared through the window at her. Any hesitation on their part to enter the store was erased when Jen opened the door and invited them inside.

Emily was close enough to her the woman ask, "Is that woman naked?"

"Yes she is. You have excellent eyesight. Is there anything either of you would be interested in seeing tonight?" Jen asked.

"I'd be interested in seeing her step out from behind that rack," the man said grinning.

"Oh Emily. We have a request for you," Jen called.

After having posed for a batch of nude picture, been seen naked by a couple of delivery men, removed her dress and handed it away in the middle of a business not to mention having been standing around naked in the store for half and hour the day had taken on such a surreal mood that Emily stepped out without hesitating.

"Holy shit! She really is naked," the guy said.

"Isn't that why you wanted her to step out?" his companion asked.

"Yeah, but I didn't think she would actually do it or that she was totally nude," he replied without looking at the woman.

"We might as well walked over so you can see her in all her glory," the woman said as she walked over.

"If you don't mind my asking, why are you naked in a shop full of dresses?" the lady asked.

"Paying for a bad choice," Emily answered.

"What kind of choice leaves you naked in a store?" the guy asked.

"For a thrill I stole a couple of dresses, but I got caught so the price for the owner not going to the police is stand around naked in a building full of clothes."

"So the penalty is kind of a reverse thrill. You stole clothes for a thrill so the price is being without clothes which is probably kind of thrilling on it's own," the guy said.

"Pretty much," Emily said.

"Were the dresses worth it?" the woman asked.

"Well a couple walked in while I was modeling the second dress and they liked it so much they bought it so in a way I'd have to say yes."

"Now you've got me interested. Is the other dress still here?" the woman asked.

"Yes, it's right back here," Emily said before leading them back to the rest of the group.

When Emily explained the couple wanted to see the original dress Greg handed it over for their inspection.

"Did the other buyer try on the dress," the woman asked after looking it over.

"As a matter of fact she took off her dress and bra and tried it on right where you're standing. She left wearing it," Emily said.

"She must have had as much guts as you," the man stated.

"What are you saying? Are you saying I don't have enough guts to take off my clothes and try on a dress right here?" his companion demanded.

"No, no, that's not what I saying," he answered.

"I think that's exactly what you're saying." To everyone's amazement the woman pulled her shirt off over her head and handed it to Greg. She followed this by unclipping and passing her bra over too. Without hesitation she pushed her pants and panties down her legs and after removing her shoes stepped out of them.

Taking the dress from Greg she slipped in on and Greg zipped it up. After which she put her shoes back on. Then like the previous customer she walked over to the mirror and inspected how she looked.

Walking back she said, "we'll take it under one condition. I want to see how it looks on her," indicating Emily.

Greg dutifully unzipped it, the woman slipped it off and passed it over to Emily.

Emily slid into the dress and Salty zipped it.

"Holy cow, how do you keep your boobs inside," the man asked.

Lifting her arms like she was reaching for the zipper proved that sometimes Emily showed that they didn't.

"I love the way your nipples show through the top," the woman said. Did mine do that too?"

"Put the dress back on and I'll show you what happens," Mrs. Douglas said.

A few seconds later and the dress was back on the customer and Emily was naked again.

"Your nipples aren't as dark as hers so yours don't show through the same, but in bright light they'll be visible, but this is another awesome effect of this dress," Mrs, Douglas explained. "Sir if you would pinch your companion's nipples."

He did as instructed. After a few seconds of prodding her nipples were rock hard and straining against the material.

"Holy crap. Look at the babies poke out. If that isn't the sexiest thing. Honey you have got to let me buy you that dress," the man pleaded.

"It appears guys like your taste in clothing," the woman told Emily.

About twenty minutes after they left another couple entered the store. Behind them came two more couples.

"Is this the store with the nude shopping advisor," the first woman asked.

"I guess that would be me," Emily confessed stepping out.

"Holy moley, Jason wasn't kidding," her escort said.

"How can we help you folks tonight?" Greg asked.

"If you don't mind we want to talk to her," indicating Emily.

"In here the customer is always right, just let me know if I can be of any assistance," Greg cheerfully replied.

The woman stepped up the Emily. "Hello, I'm Mary and this is John." Pointing to the others she continued, "that one is Marsha and he is Peter. The other lady is Karen and her guy is Jackson."

"Hello everyone. Welcome to The Right Way to Dress. How can I be of help," Emily said.

"Our friends Jason and Brenda were in here a little while and bought a dress. They ran into us and these jaybirds," indicating the guys, who couldn't keep their eyes of Brenda's nipples. "The said they bought the dress here and we ladies would like to see what you have that will suit us. Jason told the guys about you and they came along to ogle you," Mary said.

"Okay. Let's start with you Mary. What are you looking for in a dress?"

"I think something to show off my legs. I think I have really good looking legs," Mary answered.

"That's the problem with pants for someone with good-looking legs. Go ahead and take off your pants."

"Where's the dressing room?"

Emily leaned in, "You want to show off your legs don't you."

Mary nodded.

"Might as well start now," Emily stated.

"You're kidding, aren't you?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding," Emily answered gesturing at her nude body.

Still not sure about this Mary stepped behind a rack of clothes, unfastened her pants, and pushed them down.

"You're going to have to show all of them if you want Emily to give you the best advise," Jen said stepping over. "Here lift your right foot and let me give you a hand."

When the pants were gone Mary stepped into the group view. The blouse she wasn't doing much to conceal her bikini panties.

The guys were all shocked at seeing their friend in this state of undress.

"Hmm," Emily said. "You need a dress so let's get rid of that blouse too."

Mary let herself be guided and seconds later she was only wearing a pair of bikini panties and a thin lace bra that was more intriguing than if she had been topless.

John was speechless. He never would have believed his wife would be standing in a store, much less in front of their best friends, in just a bra and panties. On the other hand damn if this wasn't of the biggest turn-ons of their relationship.

Emily walked over to a rack of dresses. She pulled out and considered a couple before selecting a black mini-dress.

She carried it back over and handed it to John. "How do you think Mary will look in this, John?" she asked.

"I think she'll look almost as hot as she does now," he stated.

His reply surprised Mary. She was thinking that he must be thinking she was some kind of slut to get nearly naked in front of their friends.

Emily brought the dress over to Mary, but before she handed it to her Emily told her she needed to lose the bra because the dress was backless.

Mary glanced at John and with his approval she popped the snap and shrugged it off.

Mary didn't look at the other guys, but Emily saw that they were all fixated on Mary's chest. She leaned in and whispered for Mary to go ahead and look at the guys. When Mary looked she saw they were all fixated on her. She had thought with Emily standing there totally naked no one would be interested in looking at her, but she was dead wrong.

Seeing them made her stand a little straighter and push out her chest as she while she pretended to be examining the dress. Finally she had to slip it on.

The comments and whistles the resulted encouraged her. She went over to the mirror and gasped when she saw just how sexy she looked. Her nipples were pushing out the top and long, super toned legs were almost completely exposed beneath the micro skirt.

"You have got to let me buy you that dress, babe," John pleaded.

"Well, if you insist," Mary agreed grinning

"Looks like we have our first winners," Emily said. "Whose next?"

From behind Marsha pointed to Karen.

"Okay Karen what can we do for you? What's your best feature?"

"I'd have to say my butt," Karen grudgingly said.

"Well we'll need to judge that too so let's have it out here," Emily said.

"I don't think I can do what Mary did. I mean I'm not that secure about my body and.."

While she had been speaking Jackson moved up behind her and unzipped her dress.

That he had done it shocked her. She didn't resist as he pushed her dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Then kneeling he lifted first one foot and then the other clear of the material. Since she hadn't been wearing a bra Karen was left wearing just a thong.

She quickly put her hands over her breasts, but Jackson took hold of her hands and gently pulled them out of the way.

"I can't believe you're okay with our friends and these strangers seeing my breasts," she whispered to him.

"Baby, I think you are the most magnificent creature in the whole universe. I love showing you off. I was just afraid you wouldn't like it and I can't chance hurting you," he replied.

"Honey I only want to make you happy. If it would make you happy I'd never wear clothes again," she responded.

"Karen. Jackson. I hope this doesn't bother you both, but I just have to say, Karen you are damn near as fantastic as Mary," John stated.

"Here, here," everyone agreed.

"Okay then," Karen said to Emily. "What have you got for me?"

"I know the perfect dress for that ass," Emily answered.

She went searching through the racks and returned a couple of minutes later.

Like before she showed the dress to the lady's companion first. Jackson nodded his agreement with Emily's selection.

Without letting Karen get a close look at it Jackson and Emily helped her slip it on. The material was pale blue and made out of a stretchy material. The skirt ended slightly above Karen's knees. It had full length sleeves with loops at the ends that slid over Karen's finger to keep the sleeves in place. The front was a solid section of cloth that her nipples pushed against. There was no back.

From the bottom of a sown in collar to near the middle of her perfectly formed butt there was nothing. This resulted in multiple inches of her ass being exposed.

"Oh, hell baby, I'm in love," Jackson moaned.

"Damn, that's sexy," Peter and John commented at the same time.

When Karen looked at herself in the mirror she was a little unsure, but when she saw all the guys smiling and flashing thumbs up she fell in love with the dress too.

"Okay Marsha. It's your turn. What would you say is your best feature," Emily asked.

"I don't have a best feature. I have these monstrosities," she answered indicating her breasts.

"Why do you say that?" Peter asked her.

"Because they are. I remember the first time we met you said I was a freak."

"I remember that event perfectly. I said you were a geek, not a freak. You remember you were wearing big ole black frame glasses? You had on pants that looked like you got them from your fat brother. You were wearing button front shirt that you had buttoned all the way up to your throat and you had a pocket protector that was sitting up on top of your left boob. And with all that I wanted to jump your bones so bad," Peter said.

"You don't hate my boobs?"

"I hate that you always cover them up. They are incredible. Just like you. If I had my way you wouldn't own a blouse or bra."

"I can't believe you actually feel that way about them," Marsha said.

"I'll prove it," Peter said. He reached in his pant and pulled out a knife. Stepping over to Marsha he very carefully cut a slit down the front of her blouse. Then he pulled it off her and tossed it in a nearby trash can.

Stepping back in front of her he raised the knife up under one of her bra straps. He hesitated because he didn't want to embarrass her.

"I dare you," she said with a smile.

Three cuts later and she was topless.

Nobody said a word. Marsha looked up and to her surprise and pleasure everyone was standing there in awe.

"What size are those?" Emily asked.

"Depending on the maker, Double E or F," Marsha answered.

Marsha was thrilled when Jackson reached over and lightly punched Peter in the arms. "You lucky bastard, why the hell have you made her keep hiding those. There are amazing."

"I'm a lucky bastard? Look at that ass you've been hiding from us," Peter replied. "And what about those legs John's been keeping secret?"

"Gentlemen I think we can all agree that each of you have a fantastic woman in your lives. However we need to find something Marsha can wear out of here," Emily interrupted.

"How about a smile?" John suggested grinning.

"Yeah, yeah. A smile. That's works," Jackson agreed.

"Hell she could wear Halloween mask and no one would notice," Mary stated.

"Well, I'm afraid we're all out of masks, but I think there's a dress that just might do her tonight," Emily said.

She walked off and returned a couple of minutes later. In her hands was an empty hanger.

"What's that?" Marsha asked.

"They're called Emperor Clothes," Emily said.

"Yeah like in the story," Jackson agreed. "Anyone not pure of heart won't be able to see them."

"Umm, no," Marsha said. "There's too many unsure types for me to walk out of here wearing that outfit."

"Okay, I've got something else that you might like better," Emily said.

The blouse she returned with was a medium blue color. When Marsha had it on they saw that lower portion buttoned together which supported the mass of her breasts, but from the base of Marsha bosom up the sides of the blouse flared out. There was just enough material to cover her nipples, but other than that it appeared there were multiple square feet of exposed boob.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," said Peter.

Marsha checked herself out in the mirrors like her friends had done and liked the effect.

The ladies each modeled for the guys and all were met with multiple compliments.

Their guys paid for the clothes and all six left happy.

By this time it was closing time and Greg locked up.

"You know you really have a talent for this," Mrs. Douglas told Emily. "You should really consider a career in clothing."

"Thank you," Emily said. "So can I assume my debt is paid?"

"Yes. You're good to go," Mrs. Douglas said.

"Oh man, I lost track of the time," Salty said. "I need to get you home, Emily, before your family starts searching for you."

Since the front of the store was locked up they headed for the back door.

Just as the door locked behind them Emily remembered she was still naked. "Hey, I need those clothes you brought for me, Salty."

"Oh jeez. I'm sorry. I left them in the car. I meant to go get them before we left, but I forgot all about them. I'll tell you what, you can either walk out there with me and Jen or wait here and I'll go bring the car around."

From around the corner Emily could hear the sounds of numerous cars as people were leaving the mall. "I think I'll just wait here if you don't mind."

"I'll wait with her," Jen offered.

A few minutes later Jen's phone rang.

"Hi Mom." she paused. "You locked the keys in the car? Yeah, I have my set." another pause. "Okay I'll be there in a minute."

Turning to Emily Jen said, "Mom locked her keys in the car. Do you want to wait here or walk out with me?

"How about walking over to the corner and see how many cars are left in the parking lot?" Emily asked.

Nodding her agreement Jen walked over to the corner of the building.

"There's still a lot of them and there are a lot of people standing around talking too," Jen called back.

"Okay, I'll just wait here, but hurry please."

It seemed like forever before a car came around the corner. The headlights winked.

Emily started to run for it. When she was fully exposed the headlights came back on only this time they were in the bright mode.

At that same moment Emily realized that it wasn't Salty's car.

She came to an abrupt halt. She didn't know what to do.

A figure stepped out of the driver's door.

"Mom and Jen told me you were back here and asked me to give you a ride home." Thankfully it was Greg.

Emily raced around to the passenger door and threw herself inside.

"Tell me you have something I can wear," she begged.

"Definitely," he said as he stretched out his hand. In the palm was a ring.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

"Under two conditions. First that you have some clothes I can wear because I can't go home like this."

"Mom put some clothes in the back seat for you," Greg said. "And the second condition?"

"That you promise to erase the security videos showing my stealing those dresses."

"The store doesn't have any security cameras," Greg said puzzled.

"Then how did you know I took the dresses?"

"Jen told me that you told her you had taken them. I wasn't going to tell Mrs. Douglas."

"That means that Jen set this whole thing up. From having me pose naked all over your house to working in the store for three hours naked. And she had her mother help her set me up!"

"You posed naked at our house? Awesome. I've got to see the pictures when I get home," Greg said

"Yeah and while I was running around your house naked some delivery men showed up. They almost caught me naked. Then just as they were leaving she talked me into standing in the window naked for them. Just my luck they had to show up today of all days.

"Delivery men? She had to pay extra to get them to show up today. They weren't supposed to make the delivery till next week.

"Son of a bitch!! She planned that also," Emily exclaimed.

While Emily keep coming up with plans of revenge against Jen, Greg drove towards her house.

When he stopped a couple of blocks from her house she asked him why he was stopping here.

He replied, "I figured you'd want to get dressed before I drop you off."

It was the first time since she got in his car that she thought about the clothes.

To her relief it was the ones she had worn over to Jen's house early.

At least she wouldn't have to explain to her parents why she was arriving home so late in strange clothes.

When she walked into the house her parents were waiting. "We were beginning to get worry, Emily. Where have you been?" her mom said.

Pointing to the ring on her finger she said, "I have a boyfriend and we lost track of the time."

"Who is this new boyfriend?" her father asked.

"Greg, Jen's brother," Emily replied.

"That's a good family. I like the way Jen and her mom watch out for you, honey," her mom said.

"Yeah, Jen always takes care of my exposure to others."

THE END