working 9 to 5

Since the beginning of the COVID-19 lockdown Linda had worked from home, she missed the interaction with the other people in the officer but like so many other people, working in her kitchen on a laptop had become the new norm. Her company had recently been taken over and they were starting to introduce a new blended working method which meant for the first time in 5 years Linda had to go into work.

In was an overcast Monday morning, Linda had been looking forward to returning to work so that she could catch up with the gossip and get out of the house more, for the last 5 years she had rolled out of bed, threw on a summer dress or gym gear and had been at work but now she had to make an effort.

Linda looked out her old business skirt, she used to wear a plain black skirt with a sensible split at the side, white blouse and black jacket, she lay it on her bed and thought it looked drab in comparison with what she normally wore, she stripped naked and pulled on some black hold up stockings, she realised that she hadn't wore a white top in years and struggled to find a white bra, she quickly went through to her daughters room (who was away to college) and found one, she managed to fasten it at the back, it was far too small for much larger breasts and her soft mounds poured over the top of the cups, she struggled to take a deep breath but thought that it would do until she could go out at lunch time and pick up a new one.

Linda pulled up the skirt, it was always tight and after 5 years it appeared to have shrunk, she pulled on the blouse and couldn't get the top buttons close, her cleaving in the too tight bra was borderline illegal but the jacket fitted and she thought that if she could get through the first part of the day she would pop out and buy some new clothes.

She put her shoes on and left the house, the weather forecast was for it to be overcast but dry and Linda decided to risk it and walked to the train station without an umbrella.

Linda caught the train on time and jumped on, it was busy with commuters going to work and Linda had to stand until a nice younger man with blue eyes and blonde hair offered up his seat, Linda smiled and thanked him and sat down, the young man stood over her and she heard a rip.

Linda's blood turned to ice and she looked down, her think thighs had ripped the split in the skirt, the line was well above her stocking tops however her pantie less pussy was still covered, Linda darned not to move uncase this also changed.

The blonde haired man had also heard the rip and looked down, he smiled as he saw Linda's stocking tops, she looked away, this was not how she wanted to present at work after 5 years, the train wobbled and Linda's position changed, another button on her blouse popped open and the younger man was clearly staring down her ample cleavage, Linda tried not to make eye contact however he was facing her and his groin was about a foot from her nose, she could see the outline of his penis through his trousers and as the train moved Linda's breasts jiggled.

Linda saw the penis began to grow and through the loose fitting clothing the man was fully erect, Linda bit her lip, she could see the outline of his shaft and head and a naughty entered her head, the train moved again and Linda put her hand out and gently squeezed the strangers cock, it was rock hard and a good size, Linda looked up and said "sorry about that" with a smile but the younger man said "no problem"

Linda's stop was next and she went to get up, the young man didn't move and she brushed herself against him letting her fingertips glide over his manhood.

She went to the door and left the train, so far it had been a good start.

Linda walked through the train station, she was now aware that the split was getting dangerously high, she walked onto the busy roadway and immediately it started to rain.

Linda cursed herself, her officer was only a five minuet walk but the rain was torrential and didn't look like it would stop any time soon.

Linda started to run, she felt ridicules, she held her jacket closed and felt her left breast fall out of the tight bra, the rain soaked her and she knew that she would be a mess, eventually she got to the building, she looked at herself in the refection of the glass and tried to tidy herself up but her mascara was running and with the wet clothing and ripped skirt she looked like a prostitute.

She put the code in to get in but it wasn't accepted, she tried again but it had obviously changed in the last 5 years.

Linda cursed, she pressed the intercom and waited for security to let her in, there was no protection from the rain and Linda was soaked to the skin, she began to shiver and the office manager let her in.

The manager was a fat frumpy woman called Joan, with a big smile She looked the soaking Linda up and down and said "I didn't recognise you Linda, you look different in the flesh".

Linda was shivering but could feel the warm air of the building, Joan then said "Give me your coat, we need to get it dry otherwise you'll be wet all day" Linda began to protest but Joan pulled it off her back.

Linda stood in the ripped dress and white blouse, the water had seeped through her jacket and now the blouse was transparent, she heard a ping behind her and thought "just my luck" as the catch on the bra strap finally gave in and broke. Her apple bosom was freed and she had **** but to pull he useless underwear off and stand in the transparent blouse.

What else could go wrong.