Stroke of Luck

"Piper! Are you going to be much longer?" Shouted a female voice from inside the building.

"Ah," her head lurched back towards the door, and she quickly hid the cigarette lighter in her left hand. "Nope, I've just got five more minutes on break"

"Ok, I'll see you then"

Piper let out a sigh of relief, and so did I, though much more quietly. She popped the cigarette back into her mouth and quickly lit it. Ok, I've got five minutes... though if she looks this way she'll notice my... well my cock! _If, I'm lucky she'll stay facing away from me. Though with my luck today, I mean even this week has been in shambles. No, I, I best take care of the situation. Time and time again I've let bad luck be my downfall and It was going to stop now. Though I have also let my own arousal be my downfall before but this won't be one of those times will it? Surely not._ I thought to myself as I grabbed hold of my member. Slowly to not draw any attention.

A sudden bout of deja vu hit me, was I dreaming this on the bus? Is that why I feel so compelled to touch myself? This is wrong I thought. That would explain just how horny and pent-up I just realised I am. My hand sped up. Up and down the length of my cock. No! I'm not doing this because I'm a pervert! I'm doing it to protect myself! I rubbed the head some more, my other hand now reaching to play with my balls. I closed my eyes and imagined Bridgit was here with me. What she'd say, how she'd react... what she'd do to me.

Faster and faster, pleasure rising within me, my balls tensing up ready for release. 3...2...1...

I opened my eyes as I came, shooting my load over the dirty floor of the alley, blasts of cum coating the cement. My crouched knees buckled and I fell ass down onto the floor.

"Wow, what a show!" Said Piper, her phone camera pointing straight at me.