Office Exposure

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Office Exposure
« Thread Started on Feb 8, 2005, 8:47pm »


Jessica fumed to herself as she sat in the back of the conference room. Katrina had not only stolen her idea, but was presenting it to upper management. "Could her suit be any cheaper or tighter?" Jessica muttered.
Indeed, Katrina's new, black business suit was two or three sizes too small for her. Katrina was a short, extremely curvy redhead, whose main asset was a jutting, round, ripe, seam-challenging rear end that pulled and strained the thin fabric of her pants, even when she was just standing still. Katrina's clinging black turtleneck top appeared to have shrunk. Her smooth white belly bulged out from underneath the continuously creeping up top, and when she reached up her cute round navel and navel ring were fully exposed. Katrina sat down for a moment, her soft love handles flabbed over the straining top of her pants and Jessica swore she heard the familiar sound of thread parting from fabric. When katrina spread her legs, Jessica's prayers were answered. The crotch of Katrina's pants had split open just enough to show the silky pink fabric of her thong. Katrina fussed with her sexy, flopping soft red hair, oblivious to the fact that her britches were starting to burst apart and were certain to split more. Katrina nervously began her speech. She had the feeling everyone was staring at her for some reason. She glanced down. Her zipper was closed. Straining and pulling to the breaking point, but closed. She pulled her top down over her bare belly. It rode back up. "Ping" the button on Katrina's pants popped free. "Oh my God..Please not my pants!" she thought out loud. She looked to Jessica for help. Jessica graciously came up front by Katrina and accidentally on purpose gave her a little shove. katrina fell over in her high heels, thrusting her backside out at the room full of high ranking managers. SHRRIPPPP!!!! Katrina's pants split violently right up the back, freeing her gleaming, jiggly white rear that was not hardly covered by the pink whisp of a thong. SHe jolted upright, clutching at her pants and hitting Jessica hard, so hard she fell back into a squatting position. RRRIIIIPPP!!! Jessica's expensive, painted on black pinstripe dress pants split apart even easier than katrina's cheap britches. Jessica's tiny white bikini panties were in full view--except where they had ridden way up in her firm, round rear. "Help me you cow!" Jessica said to Katrina. Katrina went to help her up but grabbed at her shirt, not her arm, tearing it up and off, freeing Jesssica's perky, perfect braless breasts. "Sorry" katrina said. The meeting was abruptly cancelled.