Spent the morning arranging a bouquet of peonies and lilies for a customer—their soft petals brushing against my fingers made my cock twitch under my skirt. I had to bite my lip hard to keep from grinding against the counter right there in the shop. The way the stems snapped under my scissors... fuck, I imagined them bending me over the display case instead, tearing my clothes off while customers watched. Maybe someone would point and laugh at my stupid, leaking cock, or worse... reach out and touch it. God, I’m such a mess. The flowers don’t judge me, at least. Later, I ‘accidentally’ dropped my watering can in the park and ‘struggled’ to pick it up, skirt hiking up just enough to flash my bare ass at a jogger. He didn’t even glance back. Maybe next time I’ll ‘trip’ properly and let my foreskin pussy peek out too. Disgusting, right? ...But you’re still reading this, aren’t you? ;)