Yoga

The roof of her building had a patio accessible from a stairway on the top floor. Normally it was used for parties or special events, but Hannah figured it would be a great place for her morning stretches. With yoga mat, keys and phone in hand she left her apartment. Rather than take the elevator up four floors the young woman decided to warm up by jogging up the stairs.

As she hopped up from stair to stair her ponytail swished from side to side, her firm ass cheeks briefly jiggled at each step and her breasts struggled to bounce in the confines of her skimpy sports bra. By the time she had made it to the top floor they had ever so slightly shifted in their prison of tight fabric. She walked from the stairwell to the fifteenth floor hall unaware that the light pink edges of her nippled were visible. A double nip slip brought about by her clothings lack of coverage and proper support.

Roof access was at the far end of the hall so Hannah wasted no time in power walking the length of the building. As the unaware flasher approached the door she looked down to check her phone and saw her exposure. She froze briefly as her cheeks turned red.

"Haha", she smiled with her quiet laugh and looked over her shoulder. The hall was empty. "I suppose if everyone is asleep..." Her voice trailed off as she turned to face the empty hallway and put a hand to her chest to unhook the clasp on her top. Moments later she was through the door and climbing the stairs to the roof with the cups of her bra hanging at her sides and both breasts fully exposed.

The patio covered a third of the buildings roof. It had two open spaces, a few potted plants and several tables and benches for the buildings residents to use. Hannah poked her heard out from the access door to make sure the area was uninhabited before stepping out into the chilly morning air. Her pink nubs stiffened from the combination of cold air and arousal.

"Sorry girls" she grabbed her tits in handfuls and mashed them together, "but you've got to go back in. It's time to be serious."

With that she adjusted her top, rolled her mat out in an open space and opened an app on her phone. Hannah took a resting pose on her mat as the app began to guide her through her excercises. She hadn't done her stretches in a while and found some of the poses more challenging than they had been in the past.

It didn't help that her pants could barely contain her hips and ass; an unfortunate reality she was reminded of halfway through her workout when a difficult position led to the sound of ripping fabric. She jumped to her feet and looked down at her pants. The front was fine, but the back had ripped open from the waist band down to the inseam. Her bubbly butt was in clear view with nothing but the back of her thong to cover it.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" She growled, she threw her hands up and she swore some more.