The park

Leigh jumps in her car and heads to the park. It seems like the best option for what she wants--public, but not crowded, lots of hiding spots. She parks on the street, pays the meter, and walks into the park.

She finds a secluded bench under a big, shady tree, and takes a seat. She pulls her phone from her purse, scrolling through Twitter as she tries to strategize. What should she do? Can she even do this?

Leigh works up the courage to unbutton the top button on her white shirt. Whoever walked by could, if they looked into the shadows under the tree, get a great view of her considerable cleavage. She leans back, squaring her shoulders, pulling the neckline of her shirt further apart.

It is just a little exposure, but it has her reddening and excited nonetheless. Emboldened, Leigh decides to take another step. She gulps, closes her eyes, and spreads her legs. Her panties are on full display.

She opens her eyes, sees no one nearby, and is surprised to find her heart sink. Wow, Leigh thinks. I *want* people to notice, huh?

She looks around in every direction, sees no one close, and reaches up her skirt. She grabs her waistband and pulls her panties down, quickly tucking them into her purse.

Now, with no panties on, spreading her legs again would be very daring. But she counts to three, steels herself, and does it. After only a moment, a man jogs by, giving Leigh a glance and a grin. He keeps jogging. Did he notice? Doesn't seem likely. But he could have. And Leigh's pussy is still on display.