My first time streaking

My clothes came off, laid in a nice bundle on the back steps.

It was still daylight, with all the normal traffic this entailed, and I went out, in nothing but my shoes.

Out to the  alley, I peeked around the corner of the car garage. No one was around.

I hid there for a short while, worried about getting caught, yet thrilled about the idea of being seen, wearing nothing but my shoes, by others.

Moving to the mouth of the alley, I again saw no one was there. Turn right, along the sidewalk, tingly all over from my foray out into the world clad in nothing but shoes. The breeze caressed me, flowing along my exposed nipples, between my legs, around my exposed pussy.

Down to the corner, behind a bush, for in front of me was a major street, with cars zipping by. Green cars, silver cars, black and red cars, with nothing separating their view of my naked flesh except a small, scraggly bush. I darted out as the last car drove by, only to see a car driving the opposite way, right past me, now out in the open.

Panic shot through me, wondering if they saw me, if they would turn around and call the police.

I darted back to the alley, down the alley, hiding behind the carport.

After catching my breath, and wondering if I should just go get dressed and hide inside, I decided to venture out again.

I moved to the other end of the alley, and peeked around. No one.

Moving out, I went back to the main road. This time I stood there, panicking inside, but refusing to run.

A few cars passed (I said it was a major road, not a heavily trafficked one), in either direction, and someone walked by on the opposite side of the street before I turned around and ran back to the house, to pick up my deposited clothes, rush inside, and hide for the rest of the day.