Must get to my car

I could not stay in this alley or somone from either entrance would glance down my way and I'd be done for. Two women lost in converstion stolled past with shopping bags swinging from their hands. That was the end of the alley I needed to exit if I wanted to somehow get to the parking garage and beg the guy that I pay everyday to park my car, to somehow help me. My plan was fuzzy but these are **** times. The parking garage sat two blocks south. I knew I would have to run past dozens of people, but what choice did I have?

I stood up and constantly checked both entrances to the alley. My muscles tensed whenever people moved past. I had to make it to the alley entrance and find the best opeing for the run of my life. My underarms were moist with sweat. Easing out into the alley, the grimy pavement felt gross against my bare feet. The warm breeze did little to cool me off. I started off toward the sidewalk that at times filled with people in unpredictable bursts, then would be left empty in my narrow view from the alley. I stayed close to the building wall, scraping my back as I walked crabwise, twisting my neck in both directions for any sign of alarm from the general public. God this was not going to be easy. It was like pulling off a bandage quick to avoid the pain, but instead of going fast, I eased painfully closer into place. My heart was pounding.

Near the sidewalk, I held my breath as a group of men and women moved past. Then there was an empty sidewalk for a few seconds. I edged closer and peeked around the corner to see how much of a break in the pedestrian traffic I had. None. I saw a women coming up fast and talking into the phone pressed against her ear. I leapt to the other side of the alley and she moved past only inches from me. All she would have had to do was turn her head and I could do nothing to stop my personal disaster that would ensue. No sooner had she went past, did I now see two men coming from the other direction, so I scurried over to the other side of the alley and pressed my back against the cool bricks. I could not keep this up all day. It was time to make a run for it. I held my breath and gritted my teeth and took off to feel the gritty sidewalk under my feet.

I heard Oh! from a female voice behind me and did not bother to look back. In front of me were about six women in a group ranging in age twenty-five to forty-five. They moved over to give me plenty of room. One lady yelled out, Go man Go! I sure did not need the encouragement since I was almost at top speed. I ran with one hand covering my dick and realized that was slowing me down. I voted for faster speed and gave up trying to cover myself since if caught, that would mean little anyway.

Seeing all the people up ahead of me made me regret this whole run to the garage. My heart was doing flips with the running and embarrassment. Men and women were looking straight at my dick fapping up and down as I ran. I felt overwhelmed and at the next corner, I jumped behind the trees and bushes there and made myself as small as possible. I needed a break from the stress. I prayed no one would come to pull me out and get me in trouble. I just needed to catch my breath and slow my heart rate. After about five minutes, I lifted my head and peeked between the leaves to see everyone moving along as if no naked man was lurking in the bushes. I could not believe my luck. I know people saw me and I supposed it was the right kind of people that did not want to get involved. Whew!

Now, I could see far down the sidewalk in both directions. It was such a nice day, that everyone decided to be outside. I did not want to leave anytime soon, so I just watched people. A blonde women moved past in a red dress and she had the butt I could die for. I could not use any pickup lines on her now, and watched her move further away from me. My dick was so hard. A group of men moved past and then I saw a woman with cleavage showing at the top of her blouse that made my mouth water. I was trapped hiding in the bushes and all these women were getting away. Then I realized that is what had caused my problem. I wanted all women. And now I was paying for it.

A young women in shorts and tight top had stopped and faced me as if she was covering what she was about to do from anyone in the street. She moved her hand in a quick motion that adjusted her bra and I saw her breast jiggle since she did it so quick. I was so frustrated. I had to get out of this soon. As I was looking for a lucky break in the foot traffic, I watched a nice looking lady in white shorts walking her large greyhound dog. She looked pretty like some rich executive's trophy wife. The dog jerked its head up and looked right at me. The beast pulled the lady in my direction. I had nowhere to go, so I crouched down. The dog pushed it's nose into my space, saw me and started barking.

"What is it Queenie? Did you find a squirrel?"

The lady drew closer and peered through the tree branches and could now see over the tops of the bushes and I saw her mouth open and she let out a scream.