It had been over a half hour since the last car left the park parking lot. No other activity around either. I am still very leery about being caught out in public, but this is my routine. I love being dressed up and being out and free. It is invigorating, exciting. So I take walks in the evening, dark enough anyway. I sat back in my car seat, rubbed my temples with my fingers. My routine was the same every week, without fail. Glancing across the parking lot again, nothing was on notice. So I grabbed my bag and my keys and opened the car door. The slamming of the car door was almost deafening in the quiet air. I ambled across the concrete, locking my car with the fob. I didn't even have to think about it, purely out of habit. I always made sure the doors were locked, even in my own driveway.
It was summertime so I didn't bring a jacket. I was dressed smartly. My skirt reached below my knees and was just full enough to hide certain areas of my body. My shoes were sensible, a pair of tennis shoes built for hiking, made for function and comfort. That, and a t shirt.... Try to be hidden in plain sight if someone would happen to walk by. Less attention drawn to me the more likely they won't know that I am really a guy underneath. Always careful with that. I felt like I turned into an attractive woman with years and years of practice, but the thought of someone recognizing me still scares the hell out of me. My porcelain white skin, big blue eyes and long black hair (a wig of course). At the few times I did get caught the men have given me some looks up and down.
I made my way to the path at the end of the parking lot. I waited for a quick second to make one last look. I was able to walk a little longer than normal. The longer summer nights gave me that opportunity. I loved the way the air felt on my shaved legs, heading up my skirt, thru my panties, and onto my cock. It was so refreshing. I sat at the end of the trail and looked over the water. My legs spread feeling the breeze. I pulled my skirt up a bit so I could pull my cock out behind my panties. I didnt want to pull it all for fear of someone seeing me or even worse a park cop seeing me. How embarrassing would that be to be hauled in to the police station, dressed as a girl, and being charged with indecent exposure or lewd behavior. I would never be able to face anyone again. I pulled down my panties under my skirt and put them in my bag for the time being. I walked around the perimeter of the lake with my cock swaying under my skirt, enjoying the freedom. After a few times around the lake I decide to head home, as being in the park after dark is a no -- no. I stop at the one bench and put my panties back on and walk back to the parking lot.
With my bag slung over my shoulder and my keys clutched in my hand I begin the far walk to the end of the lot. Many trees and bushes stood between my and the car, blocking the view. I walked quickly to my car. I was parked next to the same tree I park at every week. I must've stayed longer than normal and it was darker than normal. I hit the unlock button and then reached to grab the door. The movement was much too fast for me to react. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him step out from behind the tree, where he had been hiding in the shadows. Before I could even turn my head in his direction, he was behind me and had both arms wrapped around me and his hand clamped down over my mouth, dropping my keys.
