Sheepishly Walking Off

I stood there, my naked body on open display before the world, the streetlights doing a Wonderful job of placing every inch of my nakedness on open display to any who would look over. I take a moment to think carefully and quietly putting down the loaned helper onto the back of her bike. I know she meant well, but I would feel better going back to my place tonight, Despite not knowing where her place really was or how much longer it may end up taking for me to get back.

I feel my breasts bouncing with each step, feeling my ass shake, as I walked back down her driveway and back onto the street we came. I hear each footstep loudly, my high heels loudly *click-clacking* with each step on the payment. I resist the urge to sigh, feeling the cool spring breeze slowly across my naked body, the goosebumps putting an increased urgency in each stride. My hard nipples stand out most of all, my amble breasts quite hard and exposed before the world, I do my best to remain casual, knowing the temperature will only keep dropping.

I let out a soft gasp as I heard a hand wolf whistle, though I dared not stop walking, even as I tried unsuccessfully to find the source of the sound. I feel my ass shaking more than ever, my mind quite aware of how exposed my nakedness was, as I did my best to navigate back the way we had come, hoping to get back to my place.

I see people walking back, catching them staring as I do my best to remain casual. I catch them smirking as I walk passed, nodding but not daring to speak. I heard one of them chuckle as they passed, followed softly by a hard smack upon my exposed ass, which led me to stop suddenly in my path. I recorded quickly, resuming walking before they could get any other ideas, not daring to look back to see if they were still staring back at my exposed nakedness, knowing all too well the street lights did a Wonderfull job in keeping my body in open view to any who may pass by.

I find myself smirking at the idea of being seen, even as I try to go back to finding a street, any street, that I would recognize. I soon heard a catcall, but despite my amusement at the attention, did nothing to speak it out. So long as they don't block my way, I figured I can enjoy it, even as I focused on getting back home.

Luckily, nobody did try to block my path, either due to the surprise of seeing a naked redhead walking down the street or because they were amused and wanted to see where it would end up. I paused several times, looking time like made as I walked this way and back, before finally finding myself on a street that seemed familiar, walking down it before noticing it was a false positive; The street name was one I'd seen before, though the number let me know I was still far away from home. Perhaps, on the other side of town, which led to me starting to regret leaving her place like I did.

Holding onto hope, and my resolve, I kept walking, noting at least now I was making my way to the main streets, and the numbers were going in the right direction. I kept walking, noting more people walking by, not stopping, events I felt the occasional, or more than occasional pinch or slapping upon my exposed nudity. As exposed as ever, and with an increasing number of people visible before me, I tried my best to remain casual, even as my naked body was clearly being noticed; knowing that my high heels only helped to draw more attention back my way, but not daring to take them off and get my feet dirty.

It seemed to take forever, and as if to make my long journey even longer, I found myself **** to wait at a red light, alone and naked before the world, my exposure made all the more apparent from the right street and shop lights all around me. I let out a gasp then, as someone have my exposed ass a tight, hard squeeze, and she giggled as she keep walking, walking around the corner and disappearing, perhaps into a shop, before I could get a look. Any irritation gave way to amusement, as I did my best to remain patient, noting cars were out and about now, despite the lateness of the night.

"Hey, sweet thing, you're a sight for sore eyes" declares a young man in a sports car, his window open, sitting in the front passenger seat, his buddy staring from the driver's seat. I smile back, blowing them a kiss, but not daring to speak, aware of how my cheeks were already feeling hot. I managed to smirk, as the light finally let me cross, making my way slowly across.

More blocks followed, with more people slapping, pinching, and even groping at me, notable when I had to stop at a light to cross. The whole way, my nakedness was being seen and leered at from every angle, making even trying to cover up an act of futility. Finally, I found myself back to the Hooters I just started at, the lights off, and knowing the doors would still be locked, dint bother to try the doors. Passing by the empty lot, I felt a surge of hope and kept walking.

I had better lick then, even as my body felt the breeze even more than before, my hard nipples making my nakedness all the more apparent to the world, sanding out like swords from my breasts. I felt my ass shake with each step, my heels just as loud as ever. When I finally got back home, thanks to how late I worked or perhaps my co-worker Sheila giving me a ride in the wrong direction, the sun was slowly rising into the sky by the time I made it back to my condo.

I rushed inside. seeing my new neighbors out and about. Some were going to their day shifts, and others were out at the pool, or otherwise having a repacking day. My high heels, once more, loudly announced my approach, and I found myself enjoying the attention, though I dared not slow down, quickly making my way inside. Seeing people waiting to take the lift, I made a quick value call, and choose the stairs; on each floor, my nakedness once more drew a crowd, my breasts bouncing gleefully before them, my ass, my mound, as exposed as ever before them.

Finally, on the top floor, I made my way to the door/. I resist letting out a sigh as my hands drip my keys, forcing me to bend over to pick them up. Once I'm standing upright once more, I find myself looking around, and soon find myself all too aware of the staring; altruist a dozen faces were aimed back my way, clearly staring at the mound between my legs, which I had so openly flashed them.

I smiled back, awarded blowing them a kiss, before turning back and walking inside, not even caring to close the door behind me in my rush. I pull out my new schedule and check when my next shift is, hoping I could get at least a chance to eat and clean up, maybe even get a few winks, before my next shift.