Squat rack

Isabel walked over to the free weights section, feeling a number of pairs of eyes watching her following her recent exposure at the hands of the treadmill, making her feel extra self-conscious given her additional exposure now. Her hands subconsciously reached down to the waistband of her pants and tugged them up higher, although they immediately started slipping down again. "It's fine, nobody aside from Kelly knows that I'm commando right now, in fact I bet I'm not even the only one here not wearing panties!" Isabel convinced herself.

Reaching the squat rack, Isabel began loading the bar with weights and settled herself underneath it. She hoisted the bar onto her shoulders and squatted down until her knees were bent at a right angle. What she didn't realise however, was that these yoga pants had become slightly more transparent from the stretching, and when pulled tight over her ass in the squat position, did not leave a huge amount to the imagination!

"Hey man, check that out, is she wearing a thong?!" Isabel heard a guys voice a couple of feet behind her and panicked, realisation setting in. She stood up quickly with the bar, intending to end her set early. What she didn't anticipate however, was that the quick movement caused her pants to slide down and they were now barely hanging on to her hips. Feeling this extra exposure, Isabel quickly shuffled backwards to rest the bar on the rack. A split second before she got the bar onto the rack, her pants failed her and slipped down to mid-thigh, exposing her bare ass to the guys directly behind her!

Isabel, panicking more now, set the bar down with a loud clang, immediately cringing as this was sure to attract more attention, before she yanked her pants back up. Turning around to face the gym and survey the damage, she saw 4 or 5 people looking her way, including Kelly. Always Kelly. Praying they didn't see everything, she moved away from the squat rack to the..