Let Go

As Jessica continues hanging there, she realizes the longer she stays, the closer the school bus will get. Not wanting to be seen in her current state of dress, she took a deep breath letting go of the gutter, luckily landing on her feet.

Jessica was now in her front yard completely naked, with her hands generating as underwear the best they could. Her arm bra only really covered her underboob, while the top half of her nipples and breasts were in plain view. Another cool breeze blew up against her butt almost feeling as if Mother Nature was massaging it. Running to the front door, she realizes that it’s locked, and since it’s a new house, Jessica didn’t bother to remember the garage code to let her back inside.

She quickly looks around to see if anyone is nearby, seeing thankfully obody for the moment. That is, until she sees the school bus turning the corner, and out of both fear, and shame, she runs behind a lush green shrub next to her house and waited until the coast was clear. She was painfully aware of just how exposed she was, down on her knees, leaning on her elbows among the leaves, her boobs like udders as she try to calm down her breathing to prevent them from jiggling. To anyone approaching from behind, it would look like she was practically begging for it. To get as low as possible, she had to arch her back as much as she could, and as a result the perfect peach of her ass was stuck way up in the air, with her pussy exposed. After a few moments, Jessica peeks through an opening in the shrub, and sees the bus stopping in front of her house. As she hears the bus honking, she feels a cool breeze blowing against her butt cheeks, and her almost hairless vagina. She hopes that nobody could see her, but then she came to her senses. If anybody saw anything at all from the bus, it would be an odd pink thing poking out from the side of a green shrub, and she hoped nobody would guess what it was. Jessica kept feeling that she was being watched and studied, but refused to move for fear of being seen by the bus. A minute after the school bus drives off; a voice of an elderly man, wickedly shouted as he slapped Jessica's rear.

“Damn, this must be my lucky day.”