It felt like the world was watching me. I had never done something like this. Never walked outside in nothing but a coat and black fishnets that wrapped themselves up my legs and provided little protection against the winter air.
And I never would have done something like this if it wasn't for the alcohol buzzing in my head and the peer pressure at the bridal shower. The bride, for god's sake, was the one to dare me. I couldn't turn her down. Ten minutes of strolling around the neighborhood. That was all.
Of course, no one was around. The only thing watching me was probably a stray cat hiding in the darkness, but it felt like I was being watched. Perhaps someone looking out their window or a person sitting hidden in a parked car—eyes piercing through the thick wool of my coat to see...well...
I paused, questioning my decision. This was all so new and exciting and I couldn't help but being paranoid. What if I got caught? What if someone, somehow, knew I had no panties on? After all, the coat let the wind in. Who said it was enough to keep gazes off of me—or even hands off of me?
But I continued on my walk. The black heels I wore clicking against the sidewalk, echoing in the cold. With every step, the air seemed to grow colder. My nipples—bare and uncovered—stiffened and grew even more sensitive as they rubbed against the silk lining my coat.
Wetness gathered between my legs.
I picked up the pace. Partly because I was worried I would run into someone who would somehow notice how aroused I was and partly because... well, it was cold.
Suddenly my spine stiffened. A car door slammed and then footsteps. Directly in front of me. A tall figure emerged from around the building I was passing. There was nowhere nearby to hide so I continued on my way. Maybe if I acted confident enough, whoever it was (and I assumed it was a man because of his build) wouldn't notice anything amiss. Wouldn't notice that I was prancing around like a slut with nothing but a coat to hide my naked body.
Closer. He was getting closer. I averted my eyes. Stared straight ahead. "Please ignore me," I thought in my head. But, and I am now grateful, the man, or rather you, didn't ignore me.
"Miss?" you asked. I raised my eyes to your face. Felt your eyes take me in. Saw how yours arms and shoulders filled out your shirt. Saw how you wanted me.
No, wait. I was the one who wanted you. I'm sure you suspected something. After all, what was a young woman doing out in the middle of the night alone and with fishnets peaking out from beneath her coat? But you couldn't have known how turned on I was walking down the sidewalk like I was. Naked.
"Miss, you dropped something." You pointed to the sidewalk behind me. A lone glove lay on the ground. Probably left by some kid earlier in the day. It sure as hell wasn't mine.
"Oh, that's not..." I paused. Your eyes drew me in. Your body drew me in. I wanted you. "Thank you."
