Go to the park.

You decide that if you were to travel to the local park, you could relax and rest until it's time to return. There's plenty of benches there, though also a lot of people... Hopefully the wind doesn't pick up, given your situation. You shudder at the thought of everybody around you finding out you're wearing a skirt with absolutely nothing underneath it.

Though honestly, the thrill excites you a little bit.

Ten minutes of walking later and you're thankful you didn't have to spend that long being stroked by a perverted pair of underwear. Though you continue to keep your hands at your side, uncomfortably pulling down on the edges of your skirt even when you don't need to. Once in awhile, a pesky breeze knocks the fabric a little too high, bringing a blush to your forehead. It seems like nobody suspects anything, however. You're at the edge of the park, farther from where people are, and there's a bench here.