T-shirt, jacket and one-piece spandex

I'm wearing track jacket and polyester soccer jersey. Both are form fitting and quite good at showing my figure. But underneath them I'm wearing something a little bit peculiar and even tighter.

It's a one-piece cycling skinsuit. It's tightly hugging my body like a second skin.

As to how I get it on me, actually I was on an all-women bike touring when the attack happened. Don't worry, all the ladies survived and still alive. And still wearing the same cycling attire. And yeah, this one also has been clinging to my skin for... let's say, quite a while. It's very sturdy. Still stretchy and tightly hugging my body despite I barely ever take it off. I could even feel bits of salt from my sweat grinding against my t-shirt below my underarms. I have no complains since it's quite comfortable for physical activities and even for sleeping. With extra layers of clothes over it it feels even warmer. And since it's the apocalypse I have a good excuse not to shower and change clothes.

So I unzip my jacket, take it off then I take off my soccer jersey. When it's my skinsuit's turn I slowly pull the fly down. The zipper slides smoothly when it fastens but it's quite tough and often stuck when I try to open it, which is my only complain. But it finally slides to the bottom. I peel it slowly, pulling out my arms, revealing my sports bra, then my bare ass.

I then reach for the toy and the lube.