Jon and Emily

Jon leaned close to Emily to talk over the music: "Chest cold?" asked Jon, casting quick glances at Emily's chest, which had her nipples poking out into her emerald green t-shirt.

"Yeah, just a slight bug, nothing big," said Emily.

"You know what's really god for that?" asked Jon.

"No, what?"

"Expose your bare breasts to the fresh air. That will let you breathe easier, and we won't care," said Jon jokingly.

"Um, OK, I guess," said Emily. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. She blushed and smiled coyly at Jon before looking away.

Jenny was staring down at her phone, but Eric glanced in the rear-view mirror and caught an eyeful. "Damn!"

"What?" asked Jenny, looking up and forward.

"Oh, nothing," said Eric.

Jon smiled and felt his cock harden.

Emily smiled nervously and looked out the window.

Jon leaned over and whispered into Emily's ear. "Know what else is good for a chest cold?"