A Few Minutes Later

Sam and Lacey had yet to speak, fearing that even the slightest mess up would cause their mom to remember she was naked. They hadn’t expected her to get in the car, much less to have not noticed after fifteen minutes. Sam was nearing the interstate now, and kept glancing at her mom.

Unfortunately, the rowdy traffic near the interstate caused the driver behind San to honk her horn, surprising Joanne. She looked in the mirror, trying to get a glance of the driver, but instead her eyes landed on her bare breasts. She did a double take, and then slowly looked down at her D Cup breasts. Much to her dismay, her breasts and the remainder of her body were just as barren as the reflection indicated. “Oh my god...” Joanne whispered to herself, as she brought her hands up to cover upper body. Her stomach formed a knot, as Sam turned onto the interstate.

Joanne looked over at Sam, and gulped. “...D-Did either of you grab my bag?” She asked, briefly glancing towards Lacey. Sam and Lacey exchanged a knowing look, before Lacey spoke. “We thought you grabbed it already?”

Joanne’s heart sank, as she came to terms with reality. While she could definitely try to borrow an outfit from her daughters, odds were it wouldn’t work at all since Joanne’s body proportions were much more “curvaceous” and “ample” than that of any of her children. Lacey’s shirts wouldn’t even be considered decent, and even Sam’s sweatpants couldn’t slide up past the furthest reach of her thigh. Simply put, without her luggage Joanne couldn’t clothe herself with anything.

Worse yet, Joanne knew the time crunch they were on wouldn’t leave them time to even stop at a store and buy something, much less to turn around and head back. She sighed, and crossed one leg over the other. A light blush spread to her face. “It’s alright Joanne. An 8 hour drive is nothing. Nobody will see you anyway.” She reasoned.

A look back at her daughters did little to ease her worries, seeing as they both were trying desperately to not get caught looking, or laughing.

“Alright, we’ve got a long couple of hours ahead of us. Considering the shit morning I’ve had so far, can you at least do me a favor and stop staring?” Joanne pleaded, trying not to get too worked up.

Sam and Lacey realized Joanne had finally noticed she still wasn’t wearing anything. Much to their surprise, she only seemed mildly embarrassed by it. “...So you’re not mad?” Lacey questioned, raising an eyebrow. Joanne shook her head. “I can’t be mad at you two. You did what you were supposed to. This is mostly my fault, if anything...” Joanne admitted, looking down at herself. She still couldn’t believe that she’d really gotten back in the car naked.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Sam finally spoke up. “What are you going to do when we get to the hotel? You’re the only one who can check us in.”

Joanne gulped. “...Hope they just let us slide. At least I’ve got my purse...” She explained, looking to the bag at her feet. She remembered placing it in the car the night before, alongside her phone, keys, wallet, and anything else she couldn’t afford to forget. Joanne just wished she had thought about her clothes, instead of her purse.

Sam couldn’t believe it, her mom had resigned to remaining naked for at least another 8 hours. She grinned to herself, and thought “Maybe the drive won’t be so bad after all.”