By following through

Rose tugged at her robe, squirmed, struggled against the inevitable. She was stuck, well and truly stuck, well technically she wasn't, just her robe. It was crazy really, how perfectly she'd failed, if she went a little slower the door would've hit her on the ass and she'd be fine...a little faster and she'd have missed it entirely, but she'd gone at the perfect speed. Rose bit her lip, in disbelief at her luck.

While this was a risky situation, a high chance of getting caught like this, with possible humiliation and/or eternal shame whenever she interacted with her parents or even a few weeks of doing favours to keep this a secret. Her nethers were still incredibly moist, it was perfect, the perfect cocktail of risk of detection as well as the thrill of the hunt, that animal part of her brain that would in times gone by have made hunters chase their prey even harder, but in this modern era, she was using it to get her rocks off.

She had ****, Rose reasoned with herself, **** at all, in exception to knocking the door, or asking for help elsewhere. Help would make this too easy, no, no she got herself into this, she was determined to get herself out of this. Taking a good look around for spectators, the redhead slowly undid her robe, loosening it until it slid open under it's own weight, exposing her fair skin to the street, her soaked lips.

Rose took a deep breath, scoping the street out again. She couldn't believe she was doing this, she just couldn't, even with her late night streak. A shiver ran down her body, as she started to pull her arm out from the robe, letting it fall from her shoulder, exposing even more skin, the whole right side of her body even. With fabric stripping away, it was only natural that the other side would follow, Rose sidestepping, pulling her arm out...and leaving her robe dangling from the closed door.

Now she was completely naked, completely naked and in front of her front door. Another shiver as she took in her situation, knees growing weak, thighs dripping wet. "...h-oh ho this i-is..." Rose stammered out, before instinctively bringing her hands up to cover herself, despite knowing it wouldn't hide anything. One hand went to her breasts, causing her to let out a gasp as cool skin rubbed against perky nipples. The other, to her womanhood, this got the more **** reaction, the skin contact made Rose yelp out lightly in shock, her arousal spiking as she felt just how turned on she was, her fingers were positively soaked!

Couldn't think about that now, now she had to try and find a way in. Rose started heading for the side gate, figuring she could clamber up, then get in through the back yard, but stopped herself soon after beginning. Her gaze had fallen on the mailbox at the end of the path leading down to the sidewalk, down to the exposed sidewalk. It was incredibly risky, she couldn't...but she'd been told to check the mail, she had to get something from this. For a moment she looked between the gate and the mailbox and whined...before heading for the mailbox.

The chances of her getting spotted went up dramatically with each step taken towards the mailbox, there was no cover outside of trashcans by the street, and being totally nude and the only person outside, that'd turn some heads...thankfully she hadn't seen anyone yet. Reaching the mailbox, she took a look around, confident she had been undetected, she quickly opened it up, grabbing the contents before marching back towards the house.

With her spoils of a small stack of letters in hand, she made her way to the gate, disaster situations filling her head as she walked, overthinking what would happen should she be detected. Would she get arrested? Or perhaps blackmailed? What if whoever caught her had darker intentions than those? But part of her wanted to be seen, or more she wanted someone to be there, someone who might catch her, someone to give her the thrill of the hunt, but in the role of prey rather than predator.

Alas she didn't get her wish, climbing her way over the gate to her back yard, she quietly thanked her gymnastics teacher for her flexibility as her feet made contact with the ground on the other side. Now she had a new challenge, getting into her own home, without her parents seeing her naked, and potentially recovering the clothes she'd removed...