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The frustration over her situation killed her mood and ended any chance of Hannah finishing her excercises. The reminder of her small weight gain and the loss of her workout pants drown out the bit of excitement she felt over the situation, a feeling she pretended not to feel. Flashing, streaking and other exhibitionist activities had always been something the young woman would only play at; they were situations she would only put herself into if she had control. This time it was unexpected, an unnecessary risk, something she didn't want to admit she liked.

Hannah rolled up her mat, grabbed her phone and keys and stormed back to the roof access door. The cold air on her exposed rear and lightening of the sky only served to hasten her stride. Already the cities other early risers and go getters would be up and about, ready to make her situation all the more embarrassing if they hot between her and her apartment.

Through the roof door and down the access stairs; she jogged without thought or concern for anything other than getting back to her apartment quickly and unseen. Once again her chest fought against its low cut confines and once again the pink areolas of her nipples had begun to peak from their cover. In her haste to escape her predicament she did not notice. The thought of being caught in the stairwell had occured to her as she approached the door to the top floor. The idea that someone, no, a crowd of people would come up the stairs to the roof and swarm around her. That they would all walk past and look back, that they would see her exposed butt. A heat rose inside her as she quivered at the thought.

The door opened not to a crowd of people, but to an empty hallway. The stairs were at the far end of the hall but the elevator was only halfway down. Hannah made her decision; the elevator. Her apartment was next to the elevator shaft and from its sliding doors she could be safe at home in seconds.

With a push of a button her escape had been called. It didn't take long to reach her, the two elevator cars idled on the third and ninth floors when not in use. Her salvation had arrived with a ding before she even had time to think about getting caught waiting for it. With no hesitation she hopping into the empty car and hit the button for her floor. The close door button was mashed for good measure.

Hannah only had a brief moment to breath a sign of relief before panic set in. The elevator barely moved before coming to a stop only one floor down. She went wide eyed and pressed her back against the wall as the doors slid open to reveal a pair of middle aged men, one short and the other tall, in a heated discussion. They stepped into her tiny prison seemingly without noticing her. The doors closed as one of the men hit the button for the lobby. The tall man looked to his companion, who had never stopped talking, and gulped at the sight of the young woman. He made a show of looking away but couldn't stop staring at her from the corner of his eye.

Her cheeks were flushed, she was breathing heavy, her exposed midriff looked toned and even from the front he could see she was gifted in the hips. But he only took partial notice of those qualities, for no matter how he turned his head or tried to look away he found his eyes locked on her chest. Beads of sweat ran slowly down her exposed cleavage, her breasts rose and fell with each breath and the pink of her nipples could clearly be seen at the edges of her low cut top.

Hannah couldn't tell why the tall man was staring at her, she tried to act nonchalantly and just wanted him to get back to his conversation. Though it only took moments to reach her floor the ride felt like an eternity. The elevator stopped with a ding at her floor. She hesitated. Not leaving would only draw more attention and risk riding the elevator with more people, she had to go. But the man hadn't taken his eyes off her since he arrived. Her face turned red as she resigned herself to her fate. The embarrassed young woman quickly walked from the elevator to the hallway beyond. The man in the elevator only briefly saw her juicy rear before she had turned the corner. His jaw fell in response. Despite his friends sudden silence the other man had never stopped talking.

Hannah rushed to her door, unlocked it and nearly dove inside. "For fucks sake" She leaned against the closed door and tried to manage her combined feelings of frustration, arousal and humiliation. Her thong was pulled down with her destroyed pants and both ended up flying across her apartment to the bedroom.

She sighed. "At least I still have you, sexy sports bra." The bottomless young woman looked down to her chest and went wide eyed as she discovered why the man in the elevator had been staring. A moment later her top flew after her bottom. Now naked, Hannah continued to calm herself. A growl from her belly signalled a new need and she began to walk from her door to her kitchen. "Let's just hope I don't screw this up like I did yoga."