Through the front

Any burglar worth their salts would know to go through the front door. When you’re working in the bad part of town you can’t afford to go around the back. People are always watching to ensure that they aren’t robbed in the poor parts of town and by extension they were watching their neighbors houses as well.

The front door wasn’t locked, something you saw coming. Plenty of people don’t lock the door until they’re heading to bed. Wandering silently you wanted to take note of the location of any potential witnesses. There was a baby in the dining room, sitting at a high chair though you didn’t see anyone around.

You froze in the kitchen. You found the mother. She was facing the counter, pressing her hips into it while trying to reach something in the cabinets. The only thing she wore was an oversized shirt, with the way that she was reaching up the shirt came up with her, showing off her entire bare ass. You felt your pants stir while you stared at her cute ass, you could see why somebody knocked her up.

She had short red hair that curled when it reached her shoulders and freckles on her ass. He couldn’t see her tits or face but she looked good enough from the back for you to feel uncomfortable with how tight your pants were. The things you could do with that body…