"I'll let you blow off work if you let me blow off the gym," you say, "Let's go workout at your place!" Jess lives in a college neighborhood, and she's practically tripping over guys every time she goes outside. Plus, she's a lot of fun to hang out with, and you haven't done much together in a while. Of course, it's the kind of fun where one of you ends up stranded someplace totally naked half the time, but definitely fun.
"Alright! Sounds like a hoot!" She steps out of line and heads for the door.
"No breakfast, then?" You look longingly at a banana and Jess catches your eye.
"Oh, don't worry, they're'll be plenty of phallic objects to fill you up today." She grins as she steps out the door and you follow her. She pulls out her cellphone and starts texting.
"Who's that?" You ask as you cross the street and head to her car. It's a nice, sunny day and the heat feels good on your mostly-bared skin.
"Oh, just my boss. Letting him know I'm taking the afternoon off. We're not doin' too great, bussiness-wise, so he doesn't usually mind not paying me for afternoons I take off." She sends the message and slips the phone back in her pocket, pulling out her keys and unlocking the doors to her car.
"You still drive this?" You ask as you climb in the passenger seat of her old junker Corolla. She rolls down her window a few inches to let out the stifling heat, and you do the same.
"Hey, this car is awesome!" She laughs as she starts it up and you drive off. "Besides, what do you drive?"
"Oh hush, you." You smile as she pulls onto the nearby freeway on-ramp. "Oh no..." Your smile fades as you recall her rule.
"Let's have'em." She holds out one hand, her other on the steering wheel, the wind from the cracked window tugging lightly at her hair.
"C'mon, Jess, I'm already hardly wearing anything." Jess's rule is that for a short ride, you have to lose one piece of clothing while in her car. Anything, like socks, are fine. But for a ride across town, say, from the gym to her place, you have to lose your undies.
"I'll give'em back, don't worry. Just for now." She smiles congenially across at you. "Besides, you did ask for the ride, you know."
"You know what? Let's do it!" You grin, pulling off the shoulders of your sports bra and top. You wriggle your breasts out of the sports bra and slide it up and off, handing it to Jess before pulling the straps of your shirt back into place.
"See? You're already having fun!" Jess smiles, holding your sports bra and the steering wheel in one hand, while waiting for your panties with the other. You lift your butt off the seat and pull both your panties and your shorts off at once, leaning down to snake them off your feet and bring them up.
"I am!" Your newly bared skin itches on the crummy fabric in Jess's car. You hand over the panties along with your shorts and she snatches both up at once. You shrug, comfortably bottomless for now.
"Oooh, I see you shave these days." Jess smiles at the smooth flesh between your legs.
"Oh, ya, well, you know." You spread your thighs and run your fingers along your readily warming slit. Jess jostles suddenly and drops your shorts and panties into her lap, reaching into her pocket with her right hand. She pulls out her phone and messes with it, still holding onto your bra, but keeping her legs together to hold your bottoms on her lap.
"Oooh, perfect!" Jess says as you, mostly ignoring her, spread your silky smooth lips apart and her phone clicks a shutter sound. You jump upright in your seat and turn a horridfied glare at her.
"You did not!" You say, snapping your thighs back together.
"Oh, hush, he'll love it." She slips the phone back into her pocket and you reach over angrily to grab your clothes back form her lap.
"I can't believe you did that!" You manage to snatch the shorts, but Jess pushes you back, swerving slightly.
"I'm driving! Don't go crazy!" She straightens out on the road with the hand holding your bra, and keeps you back with the other.
"Just give me back my clothes, Jess!" You say, reaching around her. She swaps hands on the wheel quickly, swerving slightly again, and picks up your panties. She quickly reaches her arm up and dangles them, along with your sports bra, out the cracked window. You freeze.
"I don't think you're in any position to make demands, sweetie." Jess grins at you as you sit back down in your seat, donning the one article of clothing you did manage to get back.
"You suck, Jess, seriously." You glare over at her, still wriggling a little to get your shorts on properly.
"It is fun to hang out together again." She grins at you and you can't help but smile slightly back. This is kinda fun. "Oh!" She jostles and swaps her hands on the steering wheel again to dig in her pocket after her phone. She gasps slightly and freezes, staring straight ahead.
"What?" You puzzle at her bizzare pose, one hand shoved in her pocket and the other holding the steering wheel. Then it hits you. "Oh my fucking god, are you serious?" You look back, and are fairly certain you can make out your panties and sports bra still floating in the wind, disappearing behind the car.
"Sorry?" Jess smiles pitifully, pulling out her phone and holding it against the wheel, not catching your eye.
"Oh my god, Jess, you suck so hard right now." You sit back, crossing your arms agaist your chest and staring out the window, the amicable atmosphere gone as suddenly as it had snuck up.
Jess starts clicking the buttons on her phone. After a pause, she pokes your shoulder. You nudge her off, and she pokes again. "What?!" You say, angrily throwing your arms down as you turn back toward her.
She stifles a giggle and shakes her head. She types into her phone again, takes a picture of your glare, and looks back at the road, smiling.
"What?" You say, still angry.
"Nothing, just something my boss said." Jess grins. You both sit in silence for a moment.
"Did he comment on my shave as well?" You lean back in your seat and look away from Jess.
"Actually, he was more interested in your nipples." She hands you the phone. "He noticed they were unusually visible in that top, and I agreed."
You take the phone, looking down at your chest. You dark nipples show clearly through the thin fabric. "Oh god..." You sigh, "my bra..." You stare blankly at the phone for a moment. It buzzes in your hand and Jess reaches for it. You bat her away.
"Give it!" She says as she starts to pull off the freeway. You bat her away again.
"No, I'm gonna send him a pic now." Your angr turns into a smile as she starts to negotiate traffic and has to stop fighting with you. You reach across and pull at her top, twisting it around her. She fights you, but only half-heartedly.
After a meager struggle, she lets you pull her top up over her tits and snap a pic of her tan-line-free perky little breasts with their incredible skin-tone-matching nipples. You play with the phone and send it to her boss. After a few quiet seconds of Jess driving with a vaguely annoyed expression and mostly bare tits, the phone vibrates in your hands.
"What'd he say?" She asks tersely.
"He says yours are much less visible..." You manage to keep quiet for a few seconds, but Jess bursts out laughing first, and you join her.
Jess lives near the local college, so pretty much everyone around her for quite some ways goes to the school. A couple of guys who live across the street are out in their front lawn as you two drive up. Jess waves to them from the drivers seat, grinning like a fool with her tits on display.
"Oh, jeez, Jess!" You shake your head at her nonchalance, and she smiles at you.
"That's nothing." She shakes her head, "Besides, they've both seen me naked plenty, I'm sure." She smiles. "But they haven't seen you," She parks and rolls up her window, motioning for you to do the same, "Yet."
"Ha ha," You smile back, glancing at the two cute, fit guys, not totally certain you'd hate that, "As long as we don't start with jumping jacks in the front yard," You say as she opens her door, her top still up over het tits.
"Hey guys!" She shouts to them, fixing her top after a few steps in their direction. They wave back, and she gestures for you to come out.
"You're crazy, Jess." You say, keeping one arm over your 'very visible' nipples as you climb out of the car. Following her to the front door, you blush as you wave at the friendly neighbors with your non-nipple-covering arm.
"Party pooper." She says, unlocking the door and swinging it open, motioning for you to lead the way.
"Your boss certainly wouldn't say that," You smile as she follows you in, pulling the door closed behind her and following you to the livingroom.
She has big picture windows in the livingroom, but no curtains or blinds on them at all. Of course, why would Jess want that? Crossing to stand directly in front of the window, she peels off her top, baring her perky little breasts. Then she slips off her skirt, throwing them both on the table and putting her totally naked body on display. You wave out the window and both guys wave back.
"Anything to drink?" She cocks her hips, modelling the backside of her tan-line-free body front and center in the picture window.
"I'm good," You step around the couch and sit down, something stabbing you through the cusions, "You should go get dressed for our workout." You reach in the couch behind you. She sticks out her tongue and climbs up the stairs, shaking her tight little butt as she goes.
You search in the couch and find something hard. You pull it out to discover it's a vibrating dildo. You manage to switch it on and it buzzes in your hands. You hear Jess coming back down and turn it off, setting it gingerly on the table with her clothes.
Jess managed to find a workout outfit that might actually draw attention away from your nipples. Her cut-off sweats are made of a tight, thin material that sticks to the curve of her flesh quite well, particularly right between her thighs. Her top fits nicely along the underside of her breasts, but is of a reasonably thick and supportive material. From here, though, you can plainly see that both of her skin-tone-matching nipples are poking out of the upper hem ever-so-slightly.
"There," She turns her back to you, her front now facing the picture window, and pulls down the very tight cut-offs, "I've got no undies too." She turns around, baring her ass to the window now, and her smoothly shaved pussy to you.
"And we both shave!" You comment. She grins, pulling the shorts back tight to her skin.
"So," She offers you a hand up, and you stand. She asks: |