Half an hour, and yes... as the bus arrives.

Melissa stood there, hoping she was right, and this was actually the bus stop... and not just a random street pole she was leaning against. After a few minutes of waiting... Melissa was getting a little worried...and bored, and started going over the experiences she's had since waking up...exposed in front of that delivery guy...instantly stripped at the doctor's office... she didn't even put up a fight at all! and then... oh god... the waiting room... again... what's her life turning into?

Sitting there, face flushed with embarrassment, and the earlier arousal still there, not having vanished after the repeated exposures, Melissa gasps as a strong breeze causes her skirt to rise high, flashing her bare crotch to the busy road in front of her. Struggling to push it down, she continues giving a show to the road... also having to deal with the intense feeling of the wind against her lower lips, causing them to flare up in new arousal, before finally grabbing the skirt with both hands and holding it down in the front, trying to ignore the fact that the heavy winds continue to lift it on her sides... flashing her lack of panties to anyone around, even if they can't see between her legs.

Melissa wants this day to be over... and also... wants to cum... but can't until she gets back to her house... unless...?

As she thought this, she heard the screeching of a large vehicle stopping in front of her, before the sound of pneumatic doors opening... the bus finally arrived. Relieved, and in a rush to get on to escape the windy weather, she quickly pulls away from the pole to hop onto the bus....and immediately feels her skirt come off, part of it having gotten stuck in a crack on the pole... and with the sudden movement, stayed with it, suddenly leaving Melissa bottomless again, without knowledge of what just happened, unable to see where her skirt went.