Jenna and the Mailbox
by Helmhood 

It started out as a simple dare...

helmhood2: OK, so you slip out of your house in broad daylight with only the towel. You feel the warm air and the towel against your body. The mailbox is at the edge of the street.

daring_burlinski: I run quickly.

helmhood2: Holding the towel in front of you, your cheeks bounce deliciously behind you. There do not appear to be any cars around.

daring_burlinski: That’s a relief.

helmhood2: In fact, it seems so quiet on a Saturday afternoon, that you possibly didn't even need the towel. Unless, of course, someone is watching from a window.

daring_burlinski: I hope not. I don’t want to be known as the sl*t of the neighborhood.

helmhood2: And then, while you are thinking that, there does come the sound of a vehicle on the road. It is the mail truck, and it begins to slow down in front of your house.

daring_burlinski: Oh no! I better run back.

helmhood2: You turn around, but this means your bottom is exposed. Nevertheless, you are able to make it back to the front door. The only problem is, the door had closed behind you when you stepped outside, and is locked!

daring_burlinski: "Oh God," I think quickly and decide to check the windows.

helmhood2: There is a window that appears to be open. You might have to bend down to lift it up and then climb back inside.

daring_burlinski: That’s OK, anything is better than being stuck outside naked.

helmhood2: Well you do have your small towel. By standing up on your toes, you are able to raise the window high enough to fit through. Meanwhile, it sounds like the mailman has left his truck and is walking up to the house.

daring_burlinski: I scramble to get back inside the house.

helmhood2: Just as you tumble into the room, you hear the doorbell ring.

daring_burlinski: I drop the towel and put the robe on. It’s a relatively small robe, showing a bit of leg. I breathe a sigh of relief as I clutch my robe and head to the door.

helmhood2: When you open the door, the mailman is standing there. He can't help but lower his eyes to look at your feet and up your legs. Then he pulls out a clip board and says, "Excuse me, Miss, are you Jenna Burlinski?"

daring_burlinski: "Yes, sir, I am."

helmhood2: He smiles at you and pushes the board into your hands, along with a pen. "I need you to sign for a package." he tells you.

daring_burlinski: I sign my name and hand it back.

helmhood2: Continuing to look at your face, the man says, "It's funny... you know, just before... I thought I saw you outside the house."

daring_burlinski: "Oh, uh, nope. Not me."

helmhood2: "Are you sure?" he peers at you very closely. You can smell his aftershave, and see the details of his post office uniform. "The woman I think I saw had her hair in a ponytail, and was just wearing a towel. I hope I didn't come at a bad time for you."

daring_burlinski: "No, it wasn’t me. It’s fine." Trying to change the subject, I ask for my package.

helmhood2: Holding the clipboard, the mailman looks around, and then replies, "Would you believe, I left the box in the truck! I hate to go all the way down and bring it back here. Would you mind following me to the truck to take your package?"

daring_burlinski: "Uh, sure, I guess," I reply, sounding a bit annoyed.

helmhood2: He turns and starts to head down to the street, where his mail truck is waiting. A few other cars drive by, and some of your neighbors have just left their houses. He looks over his shoulder and says, "Really appreciate it. I'm kind of in a hurry."

daring_burlinski: "That’s fine," I mutter, but I’m actually looking around at my neighbors and feeling very exposed in this tiny robe.

helmhood2: One guy does not seem to notice. But a lady from across the street sees you, and she winks. By the time the time the mailman gets to the back of his truck, another car drives by and beeps its horn at you. Then the man pulls out a box.

"Looks like these are some dishes you ordered. Be very careful," he warns as he starts to hand the box to you.

daring_burlinski: I reach out and take the box, thanking the mailman and turn to rush back inside.

helmhood2: As you spin around, the watchful mail carrier sees a thread from the bottom hem at the back of your robe. He takes this between his fingers, and holds onto it, as you walk back toward the house. The thread starts to unravel behind you.

daring_burlinski: I don’t notice and continue walking.

helmhood2: The further you walk from the mailman, the more the thread of the robe comes undone. Halfway to your house, the robe has shrunk to your waist, leaving your round bottom bare on display. You have to hold the box of dishes with both hands in your arms.

daring_burlinski: I feel a breeze but just suspect the wind is blowing. I keep going, leaving my bare bottom exposed

helmhood2: The neighbor on one side of the house, who has gone down to check his own mail, now sees and looks at how your cheeks jiggle. The mailman has driven off in his truck, taking the line of thread with him. It rapidly unravels now, up your back and just beneath your breasts.

daring_burlinski: As my breasts come into view, I finally realize what is happening. I try not to panic, and I race to my door!

helmhood2: It is only a few feet. Yet you feel the sun on your rear, and lower back... and then your shoulders. The short robe has completely come apart, and the last thread is whipped away. Two of your neighbors are staring, and a car slows down in the road to see what is going on.

daring_burlinski: I rush through the door and slam it shut. Standing naked with the package, and leaning against the door. I can’t believe I’ve been nude outside on two separate occasions now!

helmhood2: Your juicy bottom squishes against the closed door. But you are safe in your house now. You can get dressed, or go to the kitchen to put away the new dishes.

daring_burlinski: Still high off the adrenaline, I am feeling very naughty. With my cheeks still red, I take the dishes into the kitchen.

helmhood2: Your bare feet pad across the kitchen tiles, and you can set the box down on the table next to the counter. Suddenly, the telephone rings.

daring_burlinski: I set the box down and go to answer the phone. "Hello?"

helmhood2: You hear a young man's voice on the other end. Perhaps a teenager, or maybe in early college. He asks, "Hello, is this Jenna? How are you today?"

daring_burlinski: "Um, yes this is Jenna. I’m fine."

helmhood2: "I'm calling from the video store," he goes on to explain. "I am sorry to bother you on a Saturday, and hope you were not in the middle of anything important."

daring_burlinski: "Um, no. It’s alright. I wasn’t doing anything."

helmhood2: "Cool," he says, thinking he likes the sound of your voice. "Anyway, I had to call to tell you the DVD you rented last week is past due. I can waive the fine, but I need you to bring it down right now."

daring_burlinski: "Oh my, I’m sorry! I’ll bring it down right away."

helmhood2: "OK, but you have to see me. My name's Chris." Then the young man hangs up the phone.

daring_burlinski: I rush into my room to put some clothes on. I don’t have much time. Luck would have it that it is laundry day and I don’t have many options. I grab the first pair of panties I see, which happen to be my Care Bear pair, and a sundress. I put them on, slip on some sandals, grab the movie and get in my car.

helmhood2: As you drive to the video store, you are not wearing a bra. Your nipples are poking out under the sundress.

daring_burlinski: I can feel the material of my dress against my nipples.

helmhood2: The dress is light and cool, while the care bear panties are snug around your hips. They dig in a little into your pussy and up your butt. Soon you arrive at the video store, which is not crowded for this time of the day.

daring_burlinski: I take the video and head inside.

helmhood2: When you walk in, you see a young man wearing glasses standing behind the counter. There are shelves and shelves of DVD titles here, and a television hooked up in the corner is playing a movie. No other customers appear to be around.

daring_burlinski: I walk up to the counter and find Chris.

helmhood2: "I'm Lenny," the young man tells you. "Chris is in the back. Can I help you?"

daring_burlinski: "Yes. I need to speak with Chris about returning this movie."

helmhood2: Lenny looks at the DVD, and shakes his head. "This is way past due, Miss. And it was a new release. There is going to be a fine, you know."

daring_burlinski: "May I please just speak with Chris?"

helmhood2: At that moment, a young man with short, sandy-blonde hair walks out and moves behind the counter.

"Hey, what's going on?" he looks over at you and asks, "Are you being helped?"

daring_burlinski: I ask "Are you Chris?"

helmhood2: "I am," and then he breaks into a smile. "You must be Jenna! Wow, this is amazing. When I called you before, I pictured in my head you sounded like a curvy brunette."

daring_burlinski: "Oh, uh… thanks? So you said you can help me with this return?"

helmhood2: "Oh, uh... yeah..." He looks down and sees the DVD on the counter. Chris is about to slide it away, when Lenny puts a hand on his arm.

"What did she mean, you were going to help her out? This DVD is past due."

daring_burlinski: I look at Lenny. "Chris said he wanted me to rush down so he could take care of the fine."

helmhood2: Lenny looks at you. He seems more like the store manager, even though he is about the same age as Chris, eighteen or nineteen. "That's curious that you say rush down here. Did you leave your house immediately... the second you hung up the phone?"

daring_burlinski: "Well, uh, no. I got dressed first."

helmhood2: Chris looks back at you, his eyes roaming up and down, as you stand in front of the counter. He taps the DVD case and then asks you, "So, were you wearing that pretty sundress when I called you before?"

daring_burlinski: “No, I put it on after…”

helmhood2: Then Lenny grabs the DVD away, and considers how much is owed on it. "Maybe we could work something out, Jenna. Since Chris told you he would take care of it, you probably did not bring any money."

daring_burlinski: I nod, realizing I didn’t even bring my purse.

helmhood2: Chris slowly runs his hand along the surface of the counter, as he starts to get an idea. Looking at your eyes, he tells you, "Remove the dress and place it here."

daring_burlinski: "What?! That's ridiculous, why would I do that?"

helmhood2: He shakes his head regretfully. "If you had come in here like the way you were when I called you, I could have probably waived the fine right away."

daring_burlinski: "But I was naked then..." I trail off as I realize what I just admitted.

helmhood2: The boys look at each other, unable to believe they heard you sat the words. Chris grins, "What was that, Jenna?"

daring_burlinski: "I... umm was naked..."

helmhood2: Lenny points a finger at you and says, "So now you stroll in here, and want to drop off a late DVD, without paying a fine. What kind of girl are you?"

daring_burlinski: "But Chris told me he would take care of it. I didn’t even ask for anything. I swear! "

helmhood2: After several minutes of discussion with the boys, a decision is reached. In the next moment, your sandals are on top of the counter. Along with the sundress and embarrassing Care Bear panties, and the DVD, which you obediently returned. Lenny and Chris let you choose another video so that you can hold the case in front of your pussy, and watch your bare bottom as you walk out the door.

THE END