I waited for what seemed like ages for everything to settle down. I couldn't wait too long, however, because people would soon be heading out for work or exercise. When the parking lot was as clear as it was going to get I headed toward my ground-floor apartment, using the cars as cover.
I crouched in the last row of cars, scanning the windows ahead of me for signs of activity before dashing toward my window, hoping that I was right and that it was unlocked.
Midway I heard a sound, like a whirring, and I froze, staring around. No one seemed to be around, and the windows seemed clear, but I couldn't shake the feeling of being watching, or dismiss the whir - or hum - that I was hearing. After doing a full 360 I remembered that I was fully naked outside, sperm dripping down my legs as I dawdled.
With a burst of speed I darted to my window, nearly crying out in relief as I found it to be unlocked and slightly open. It took an almost unbearable amount of time to pry it open. I was certain that I was hearing that same whirring time the entire time, but when I'd stop and turn around I wouldn't see anything.
Eventually I had the window far enough open that I could get in, but first I had to break the screen and then I had to crawl through. I was in up to my ass, my hands barely on the ground when I got stuck. |