Jessica, who drives a Porsche with the top down

Chuckling to herself, Dr. Lutz clocked out for the day and walked to the parking lot. April didn't allow her to wear bras, but usually her voluptuous breasts were concealed by blazers or jackets. Of course, Jessica had given that, and her skirt, to her last client of the day, so now her puffy nipples were poking out of her blouse for everyone to see.

Jessica had always worn a thong, even back on that fateful day when she... "met" April. Her skirt already showed off her posterior shape quite nicely, especially since the blouse was barely tucked into it and finished just below the waistband of her panties, and now that it was Renee's Jessica's ass was essentially bare naked as far as anyone could tell, swallowing up as it did the back of the rainbow thong.

Although Jessica in some sense always resented April for stripping her of her dignity, both on that day and afterwards, living with her didn't come without its... perks. April was one of the best divorce lawyers of the west coast, where her callousness proved invaluable in splitting properties from Imperial Beach to Marin County, and she could afford the finest things for her ... "pet".

One of which was a silver Porsche (yes, complete with the "uh") 911 Carrera Cabriolet with black interior. Jessica always reveled in speeding down the freeways in that car, proud of her knowledge of stick shift and confident in the ticket lawyer April had hired to get her out of any trouble. Even though today was cloudy with a chance of rain, as Jessica was walking out of the lobby into the parking lot, she let her hair down and actually put something on, drawing her sunglasses out of her purse as she saw a break in the clouds.

Feeling particularly sexy today, and not wrongly, Jessica strutted her stuff towards her car before walking up to it. She unlocked everything, put the top down, slung her heels in the passenger seat, and sat down with her bare feet touching the floormat and pedals as they did more often than she would like to have admitted.

Starting and getting into gear, Jessica set off down the highway in no particular direction. The wind felt exhilarating as it blew in her face and tussled her hair all around - not to mention, whenever it happened to find its way underneath her blouse, creating a cushion between it and the skin it was supposed to cover. Of course, the wind couldn't take all the blame since Jessica had unbuttoned the top couple buttons while licking her lips.

After a few minutes, Jessica felt the first drops of rain landing on her decolletage. Cursing the weather, she started closing the top.