A few years ago, I was walking home from watching a horror movie at the cinema when I saw a trio of young ladies at a bus stop on the other side of the road wearing what I would only describe as horror gear. They were wearing all-black, their faces were painted red and they wore pointy hats. I thought they were going to a party that night.
I looked particularly at one of them, who was the tallest of the three. She had a cape wrapped around her, and from what I could see in the dark that she had both hands inbetween her legs…. I guessed that she needed to go to the toilet. She kept pacing up and down and bent double a few times.
I walked down to the end of the road, stopped at the corner and discreetly looked back in their direction. I saw the woman get more slowly desperate at the bus stop. The bus still hadn’t arrived for the half an hour I was there.
She sat down and crossed her legs ever so tightly and bounced up and down on the seat. I bet she must have a worried expression on her face. Minutes later, she got up and grabbed herself between her legs again. My penis was getting harder at this point. Suddenly, the woman rushed to a nearby park…. she felt she couldn’t hold on much longer.
Moments later, she returned to her friends with a relieved look on her face. I was naturally disappointed…. I want to see if she was going to wet herself. Still, I did masturbate over her when I got home…