Alex's anxious sprint

Alex stepped outside and felt the wind on his dick as it hang limply between his legs. This was so foreign to him, he could barely process it. Wishing he had left with Rika, he began to cross the lawn, unknowingly following the trails of the naked girls before him. "At least she will be there waiting for me when I arrive," Alex told himself as he set off across the street and turned to the side, and made his way along the side of a house.

Hiding behind a conveniently large tree, Alex took in his surroundings. He knew where Holly lived, but not much of the area around it as he lived on the other side of town. Still, he could find his way well enough. The trouble was that just as he looked out around the tree, a car pulled into the house he was hiding next to. An older woman, about 35, and a man about his age got out of the car in nicer outfits. She looked like a realtor, a thought he confirmed a few minutes later when he saw her face on the "for sale" sign next to the driveway, while the guy looked like he was dressing more to impress than for work. Alex couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but the lady seemed very excited but in a hurry.

Alex had to shift as they got close to his hiding place, and he heard them more clearly as they made it to the front door of the house. "We have about an hour until the next showing," she said breathily, "and I really think you will like the view." and they disappeared inside as the door shut behind them followed by a deadbolt clicking into place. Alex risked the few step to the side of the house and saw something he hadn't believed would really happen. The guests will no sooner inside than taking off each other's clothing.

From the window, he could see the realtor's coat and blouse, the man's shirt and as he scanned the edge, he saw a bra hanging comically from a lamp. "Who really does that kind of thing..." Alex thought before looking down at his bare form. "Oh, right," he said chuckling to himself, "I did, sort of."

Knowing those two would be busy for a bit, Alex rand up next to the car, crouched low and walking slowly, he moved between it and the small line of plants that lined the drive. seeing no car across the street, he dashed towards the back of the house. Stopping to take a look from the same place as Rika had, he saw no one and made a mad sprint to the trees on the other side of the street.

As he moved slowly towards Holly's house, which he could see over her fence, he heard some commotion. As he looked out from the last few rows of trees, he saw a couple of guys that looked be around his age, but probably a bit younger.

"I swear I saw a chick running around here somewhere," a guy with a backward baseball hat on said.

"We heard you," his friend said sounding doubtful, "You also said she had both red hair and blonde hair," he scuffed.

"I told you I couldn't tell, she was weaving between the trees!" the first guy said, "and I swear she must have been wearing the smallest swimsuit."

"Man I got to find your supplier," the third guy said laughing, "chicks ain't gonna run around here in tiny swimsuits." he and the second guy laughed.

"They only wear shit like that for tanning, so either they were wearing more normal clothing or naked," the second guy said.

"And since nothing good happens around here, it must have just been a good trip," the third guy said turning and walking away.

"Maybe she was naked then," the guy in a baseball hat said following his friends away, "weren't the cops out here the other week looking for a streaker?"

"That was a crank call," said the second guy, "who would streak here? I mean really. Get your head out of your ass."

The voices continued to argue as they faded into the distance. Seems Rika and Holly were glimpses, but they seemed to have made a clean escape. Alex slipped from the trees and moved quickly but silently to the fence. From a distance of more than a foot or so, it looked shut fast, but once he could touch it, he could tell it was open. He grabbed the handle, soundlessly opened the gate and slipped inside, shutting it behind him and the latch clicked softly into place as he did. He turned and walked as casually as he could to the back door to Holly's house and let himself in.