Hit the treadmill

The older women gave Anna a surprised smile as she jumped to her feet.

"Umm honey, that was lovely but you might want to make some adjustments?" she said with a laugh.

Anna looked down and realized her top had slid down when she jumped up! The tiny strip of fabric was now fully under her boobs, and her perky nipples were on full display! Anna yelped as she put one hand over each breast. Then, realizing that didn't really solve her problem, she awkwardly pulled the fabric back over her nipples.

"Erm, thank you for pointing that out!" Anna said awkwardly, her boobs still spilling out of the tiny piece of fabric.

"No problem! I'm glad you found an outfit you like, but honey you should be careful! You're practically naked in that thing!" With that the lady laughed and walked off.

Anna gulped, feeling more exposed than ever in her skimpy outfit. She looked desperately to Ashley for help, intensely conscious of how nearly every inch of her pale, curvy body was on display.

"So..." said Ashley. "What next?"

"What next?!" Anna hissed. "I am practically naked! What's next is I go home!"

Ashley looked surprised. "No you're not! You're just wearing breathable athletic gear. But if you want to head out, suit yourself! Could you just give me my outfit back?"

Ashley held out her hand expectantly. Anna gasped. Did she expect her to strip, buck naked, in the middle of the gym?

Ashley rolled her eyes. "Oh, so now you don't want to get naked?! When I found you you seemed alright with it! But if you don't want to end up streaking, why don't you just work out with me a little more? Come on, just a quick jog on the treadmill and we'll call it a day."

Realizing she didn't have any better options, Anna gritted her teeth and walked across the gym with Ashley to the treadmills, trying to ignore the inescapable fact that every pair of eyes in the gym were on her.