She knows how to drive stick, wow!

Laylah sat there in the seat with her legs crossed and both of her arms covering her considerable bare bust. She sat there in silence, letting her thin and blonde savior shift the gears of her car adroitly.

They got onto the highway and Laylah finally sighed out the breath she didn't know she was holding.

"Now THAT was a workout." The Blonde said with a big grin, taking a pair of stylish sunglasses out from the visor and slapping them over her eyes. Laylah looked down and realized the slender, pretty woman hadn't actually gotten dressed during their run from the gym. She sat there naked, one hand on the wheel, the other manipulating the stick shift as she weaved though traffic. Her beasts were small and perky and they jiggled a little with the bumps on the road. She sat with her legs slightly apart as she manned the gas, brake, and clutch, her bush was untamed and bright yellow like the long straight hair on her head.

Without looking at her, the blonde woman coolly said, "I'm Stevie, by the way. You got a name, babe?"

"U-uh, L-Laylah."

"Huh. I was expectin' somethin' like... iunno, 'Désirée' or somethin'."

"No... just Laylah... thanks for getting me out of there."

"Hm? Oh, glad to help. How could I not after that show you put on?"

"Oh... yeah well... it wasn't on purpose... for the most part anyway."

"No shit? You mean you're top and little panties just shot off ya by mistake?! Bullshit." Stevie laughed.

"No, i-it's true! I didn't know until I touched my butt and felt nothing there!" Laylah argued.

"Really? Cuz before that, uh, not for nothin' but you were kinda gushing the good stuff all over your yoga mat there." Stevie said, briefly turning to Laylah and lowering her glasses for emphasis.

"That.... that was... I didn't know I was naked yet. I was just... kinda... turned on by the way everyone was following my commands in class." Laylah said, crossing her bare legs tighter.

"Ooooohhhhh. So you're the kind who likes givin' orders, huh?" Stevie said with a grin.

"I-it's not... well it's kinda... okay yeah. Fine. Sure." Laylah said, blushing and looking at the road.

"No shame in that, honey. Power's a corruptin' force, and sometimes it just feels good to get a little corrupted. As a treat." Stevie said with a knowing tone as she cranked her car into gear and zoomed into the opposite lane to pass someone in front of her.

"Hey careful!" Laylah said, fearing for her life at the oncoming traffic. The red sports car zoomed ahead with blazing speed and Stevie pulled the steering wheel hard to get back into her lane before the oncoming cars could slam into them. The grey sedan behind them honked loudly.

Laylah sat there, grabbing the little bar above the door and the side of Stevie's seat in a death-grip. She was breathing audibly, making her massive breasts rise and fall alluringly. Her legs were apart on the seat, showing off her auburn patch of pubic hair and her lips dug into the leather seat.

"That was CRAZY!" Laylah finally yelled at Stevie.

The wild blonde laughed and said, "So was your little idea back in class! 'okay everyone take off your clothes!' Hahaha, what a way to stick the landing from a royal fuck up. Respect." She finished with an approving nod.

"Yeah well... ugh. Whatever...... Thanks." Laylah said, not knowing what to think about any of this. The two women sat there for a minute in silence.

"Sooooo, where am I actually driving you to?" Stevie finally asked.

"Oh, shit sorry, yeah. Okay um, we actually have to turn around, I live pretty close the gym." Laylah said, bashfully.

"Heheh, it's alright, sweetheart, I'll getcha home."