The Uber goes without incident, but Jessica's mom is home

Eventually the Uber showed up and the driver shielded his eyes from the two naked beauties. They sat down in back and covered themselves the best they could as the driver drove them to Jessica's house in complete silence, with only a few lingering glances at his rearview mirror betraying any sort of unprofessionalism.

The girls got out of the car and Jessica left the driver a 25% tip for his services.

"So," Renee asked, "can I use your phone to call my folks?"

"Maybe," Jessica smirked deviously, "but let's get inside first. I want to get dressed before anyone notices me."

"But-" Renee tried to protest, but to no avail as Jessica ran up to the front door, took a key out from her phone case, and let herself in as Renee was helpless but to follow her, being polite enough to close the front door behind her.

"Hey, I'm home," Jessica shouted to nobody in particular as she streaked upstairs to her room.

"Hi honey, hope you enjoyed your trip to the woo-" Jessica's mother walked into the living room before stopping and seeing Renee clutching her tightest hand bikini in the foyer.

"Oh hi Renee, I didn't know you were coming!" she chirped, blissfully unconcerned with Renee's nudity.

"Hi Mrs. -" Renee started greeting her.

"Grace, call me Grace," Grace corrected Renee, "and I'm sorry I'm wearing clothes, I wouldn't have put anything on if I had known the town nudist would be coming over."

"I'm not a nudis-" Renee tried correcting Grace before noticing her swiping off her white tank top and revealing a beautifully-sized and perfectly-tanned pair of tits. "You don't need to do tha-" she changed the track of her conversation as Grace pulled down her green gym shorts to reveal no underwear and a perfectly-shaved pussy.

"My husband's still at school and won't be home for another couple hours, so it's just us girls," Grace giggled, "come, let's head to the living room."

Renee reluctantly followed Grace into the living room, still grabbing herself tightly as Grace plopped herself down on the couch and patted the seat next to hers for Renee to sit down beside her. Renee did, only letting go of her most private bits with the utmost reluctance.

"Here, let's have some Prosecco," Grace uncorked the bottle on the glass coffee table and poured glasses for herself and Renee.

"I'm- I'm not 21..." Renee tried to explain.

"Oop!" Grace pursed her lips as she put her mouth over them coyly, "don't tell your mother, then..."

"Well," Renee took her glass put in an effort to steer the conversation in a productive direction, "I need keys to the house and my car. May I use your phone to call my mother?"

"I'll do you one better," Grace countered. "My job actually works with Selena's law firm quite a lot so I have her on speed dial. I'll call her and let her know of your predicament," as she got up and flashed her pussy inches from Renee's face.