When I’m working out, I like to have as few articles of clothing on me as possible. I feel like I can breathe better without my sweat clinging onto my clothes. That means I’m usually working out in a sports bra and a g string/thong. During quarantine, my bff (Keith) and I have been working out over zoom together to help keep each other accountable with exercise. He could care less about what I wear because he has seen me 100% naked already. Plus, he works out in his boxers, so we’re even.
Now Keith has a younger brother named Kyle who just turned 18 a couple of weeks ago. He’s super funny, adorable, and smart. He’s like a brother to me. One day, Keith and I are working out and Kyle asks to join us in the middle of it. Keith and I both say it’s fine while we also both forget that I am barely clothed. About 5 minutes into the workout, I realize what I’m wearing and also what I look/sound like. I am on screen sweating and panting, tits and ass bouncing, stretching and groaning/moaning trying to push through the workout like I always do.