In a dark alley, a woman named Lily leaned against a wall, her heart racing. She needed to reach climax but couldn't find privacy. Her skirt was already wet from peeing out of desperation, and she could feel her underwear clinging to her labia. With no other option, she slipped a finger into her wetness, beginning to masturbate.
As she worked herself up, she heard footsteps approaching. A man, stumbling home from the bar, turned the corner and saw her. Their eyes met for a moment before he quickly looked away, embarrassed for them both. Lily continued to rub herself, her breath hitching as she neared orgasm.
The man couldn't resist looking back at her, transfixed by the sight of her fingers working their way in and out of her soaked panties. Lily saw him watching again and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
