The Front Yard

The front yard.

It was crazy. If that key really did break, she would have to run all the way around the block to get back to the alley. But it was a high risk move, that had to mean something useful was in that lock box!

The red head cradled her breasts in her arms as she tip toed towards the front yard. There were no bushes, not even a car in the driveway. So nobody was home, but the privacy fence eventually ended. If someone came, she could only retreat to the backyard. There wasn't even a tree for her to hide behind.

The neighborhood seemed very quiet as Mackenzie double backed around the house. In front of the front porch, there was the lock box.

It was quite far from the path to the back yard, there'd be no hiding if she did this.

So she bit her lip, and decided to do this as quickly as she could. Whatever was in that lockbox, she'd make a blind grab and run back to the backyard. She smiled at herself through her blush. This would be quick, she told herself.

Mackenzie looked around one more time and ran towards the lock box with the key clutched in her hand. Her breasts swayed, her butt bounced, she wasn't covering herself, thinking she'd run faster if she didn't.

Once at the lock box, Mackenzie briefly fumbled with the key and slid it into the lock. It turned and clicked. Upon trying to pull it out, she heard a snap, and found the end of the key in her hand. It was broken. The voyeurs were true to their word.

"This better be worth it," Mackenzie said. She opened the box to find...