Almost, but not quite

As Marie tore across the grass, the morning sunlight illuminated her naked form and ample breasts. Crisp wind washed over her figure, tickling her exposed intimates. The sheer openness of her front yard made her feel all the more ****. A lone mailbox sat at the edge of her driveway, far too narrow to be of any use to hide behind. A thin shine of sweat started to coat her skin while her heart pounded in her chest.

"W-whoa...oof!" She slipped on the morning dew coating the grass, while she tried to stop near the newspaper. Undignified and face up, Marie had a slight scowl on her face, seeing the newspaper inches from her fingertips. With a heavy sigh, she reached for the bundle and sat up. "There better be something good in here today..."

Before she could even look at the first headline, a sound made her heart kick into another gear. Tires against pavement. With eyes wide, Marie twisted her head in both directions, before spotting a blue car turning the corner of her street, and approaching. "Ah!" Marie gasped. She turned, newspaper in hand, slipping on the grass a little more. Her naked backside faced the street as she struggled for footing, retreating back to her porch. Ducking low and wrapping her arms around her chest, Marie looked back to the street.

The blue car passed without so much as slowing down. It moved, made its way to the next corner, and turned.

Marie let out another sigh. "Oh my God... somebody almost saw me..." Adrenaline still flooded her veins as she ran a hand through her hair. As she turned her attention back towards her door, her foot encountered cuddly fabric. She glanced toward her feet, and her face fell.

"I could have wore the robe the whole time." The naked woman gave herself a light smack on the forehead.