She faces the Woman

Wanda couldn't wait any longer without being totally exposed. She let out a small whine before committing to swallowed her fear and popped her head up from behind the mailbox to face the approaching woman.

"Hi," Wanda said smiling cheerful to try an hide her devastating embarrassment. The woman before Wanda shrieked in surprise at the sudden appearance of the Redheaded housewife. However she quickly recovered her composure and took the time to look at the person who had scared her. Upon seeing Wanda she squinted as though she had trouble seeing her.

"Mrs. Maximoff?" The woman questioned. Wanda's eyes widen as she got a good look at the woman. She was an older lady with short blonde hair and a petite size. Wanda knew this woman well. She lived in her neighborhood!

"Mrs. Hart," Wanda said calmly in spite of her internal screaming. "It's good to see you"

Mrs. Hart was one of Wanda's neighbors. They weren't the closest, but Mrs. Hart had been over to the Maximoff household for dinner before and her husband, Arthur Hart, was Vision's boss. If she realized Wanda was wandering around Westview in her birthday suit she would tell everyone in Suburbia. She might even have her husband fire Vision.

"Oh yes. It's good to see you too sweetie," Mrs. Hart said squinting with her left hand placed over her eyes, "or at least as much as I can see you. There's a fairly harsh glare coming off the window behind you. I can barely make you out."

"Oh really," Wanda noted glancing behind herself for a second. "I didn't even realize."

What a lucky break. I was worried that even hidden behind this mailbox she might still notice I'm indecent.

Wanda was pleased with this development however she wasn't out of the woods yet.

"Well anyway I'm happy to get the chance to talk to you." Mrs. Hart continued, "I feel like we haven't had much time to talk since your twins were born. How are they by the way?"

"Good," Wanda replied anxiously. She really wanted to move this conversation along, but it seemed like Mrs. Hart was really interested in keeping it going. Under different circumstances Wanda wouldn't have minded going on for hours about her wonderful children, but right now. "In fact I'd say their doing great, but they're not here right now. They went on a camping trip with their father so I'd rather not talk about them."

"Oh Wanda," Mrs. Hart said sweetly, "Sounds like you're already getting hit by the empty nest syndrome. Well I can't blame you. That's the price of being a responsible and decent mother."

"Ha, well that's me. Responsible," Wanda said glancing down at her naked body for a second, "and decent."

"So what brings you to this part of town. Enjoying a me day?"

"Um, No. I'm just running some run of the mill boring errands. You know buying groceries, returning library books, dropping off mail just a lot of uninteresting things that aren't worth talking about."

Wanda really wanted this conversation to end. Not only was she naked in front of the kindly older Mrs. Hart, but she couldn't forget that she was still in the middle of town. If someone walked down the street they would see that she was naked!

"Uh Errands," Mrs. Hart sulked, "I know what that's about. I've been running errands all day. Oh which reminds me you don't mine scooting over a bit do you Wanda?"

Mrs. Hart held up a cardboard box the size of a textbook in her hand, and began walking towards the maildrop!

"Um Mrs. Hart, Please," Wanda yelled leaning over the mailbox and reaching out. Her boobs and stomach pressing against the cold steel, "Allow me."

"Oh thank you, Wanda," Mrs. Hart said handing the package over to the red head. "That's very generous."

"Well you seem busy," Wanda said opening the mail slot and dropping the parcel in. "And you've spent so much time talking to me, so I it's not much for me to help you send out a gift."

"How considerate Wanda," Mrs. Hart Smiled, "Although it isn't a gift."

"Oh," Wanda replied closing the mail slot. "Then a return."

"Yes," Mrs. Hart sighed, "my husband picked it out for me but it was too big. It's really unfortunate too. It's such a lovely dress. Well anyway I wont chew your ear off any longer. I can tell you've got a long day in front of you. See you around Wanda."

And with that Mrs. Hart got back in her car and sped off as Wanda watched her go wide-eyed. When she disappeared around a corner Wanda's eyes slowly wandered down to the maildrop before her. Wanda stared at the drop. One word echoing in her head.

Dress.