Neighborly Help

It had taken her well over half an hour, but Emily had finally succeeded in making it home. Well, in making it to her home, at least. There was still the not so minor issue of being locked out, of course. But, the beautiful young woman had been lucky enough to avoid being seen by anyone else on her trek through the night. It seemed as though every time she heard people approaching, she'd had just enough time to duck into a nearby bush or crouch behind a convenient bench. So that was a plus for the embarrassed blonde!

Although, as if to even things out, Emily had accidentally dropped her hardened panties at one point as she dove for cover. And, unfortunately, they'd been found by several passing teenage boys, who had all been more than happy to carry them off into the night, cracking joke after joke about the ridiculously stiff undergarments.

Oh, plus the fact that upon one of her self-extractions from a prickly bush, the plant had seen fit to rip her crop-top right down the middle. This had left the front of the shirt in two distinct halves, and although ruined shirt was still extremely stiff from the mud, it could only retain its shape so much. This meant that Emily needed to periodically tug the left and right sides back into place, lest her sizable breasts pop into view.

And, not to mention the other stroke of bad luck; the hardened mud that had covered all of Emily's curvy body was beginning to flake off in places, exposing the pale skin beneath. And, unfortunately, the spots most affected were the spots where the mud had been thinnest. Most notably, the entire region that had once been covered by Emily's panties. So now, Emily was **** to keep her other hand protectively in front of her womanhood. So perhaps her good luck on the way home wasn't quite as substantial as she'd thought it was.

But still, Emily was now standing outside her house at least. Albeit with just a torn crop top, covered in dried mud, and completely bottomless. The darkness of the area was only punctuated by lights from neighboring houses and her own automatic porch light, so Emily could stick to the shadows quite easily. Unfortunately, a quick check had revealed that she had, indeed, locked all her doors and windows before leaving for work that morning. Meaning she really didn't have any easy way inside. Emily had decided against breaking a window, as she wasn't confident in her ability to get safely inside without injuring herself. Plus, she didn't want to be accused of breaking in by some passerby. She could hardly imagine having the police show up and arrest her in such a state! No, instead she'd resort to her backup plan. Emily had decided to knock on her neighbor's door after all.

Emily meekly made her way over to her neighbor's place. She'd met Nat not long after she'd moved in and, although they weren't exactly friends, Emily and Nat had gotten along fairly well. Nat was a bit older than Emily, and she didn't share many of Emily's interests. Still, over the next several months the two girls had bonded slowly but surely and Emily trusted her enough to keep a spare key there. Sure it might involve an awkward explanation as to how she'd come to be in such a state, but at least she'd be safe and well on her way to getting back inside her own place!

And so, Emily stepped into the small porch and rang the doorbell. A quick glance behind her confirmed the sidewalk was still empty. But still, she was now standing directly under a porch light. And anyone in a nearby building would be able to see her fairly easily...

Approaching footsteps from inside the building set Emily's mind slightly at ease. She put on her best sheepish smile and mentally prepared herself for an embarrassing explanation. And then, the door opened.