<em>Jake &amp; Jazz, in Truck driving to the Estate</em><br/><br/>A smile played on her lips when Jake told her to open the glove box.  He liked to give her little gifts and she suspected this was something around those lines.  When she pulled out the two leather items, her brow furrowed but she didn’t let the smile fade.  It wasn’t what she was expecting,  but Jazz also wasn’t completely surprised.  She blushed a little when she read the inscription.  At this point she smiled broader, knowing it had been hard for him the last few years to keep this side of him hidden, but now he wanted to share it with her.<br/><br/>With the Teddy, she held it up and tried to figure out just what is was.  Her brow furrowed slightly.    She twisted it and them realized she was holding it upside down.  When she finally got the full picture, she thought about how<em> little </em>it covered.  She leaned over and checked to see if there was another piece.  ‘Nothing’  “Ohh..”  Jazz said softly biting her lip.<br/><br/>Under the seat was the rest of the ensemble.  The heels were higher than she had ever worn.  But the grin on Jake’s face was enough to tell her he was anticipating seeing her in it.<br/><br/>“Here?”  She asked but knew the answer to her question before she even finished it.  Yep, here.  He wanted to watch her change right here in the Truck.  Swallowing hard, Jazz began by unzipping the back of her dress.  He had asked her to wear nothing under it.  It wasn’t a time of day where there was much traffic, but still…”<br/><br/>With another dry swallow Jazz slipped the dress over her head, revealing her naked body.  She felt vulnerable, yet with the knowledge that this was something he’d orchestrated, she knew he had probably anticipated it for sometime.  Carefully she pulled the garment on, although it took some squirming as she tried to be discreet.  But before she’d gotten her breasts covered, a convoy of big rigs came by and there were several horn honks.  It barely covered, but that was probably the whole idea.<br/><br/>Next she slipped into the boots on.  The Kollar and<em> especially </em>the cuffs were stared at for a while before she started fastening them.  Biting her bottom lip, she finally gazed back at her husband.  “Does it meet with your approval, sir?”  She asked.<br/>