I had a similar experience many years ago when I worked at a national lab in Livermore. We had gone to a local winery for a lunch party (Wednesday was cause for having a party at the winery), and I came back to work totally trashed. The director of the division I worked in noticed that my dress was split right across my left boob, which was now sticking out of my dress like a Valkyrian shield. She took me into her office, had me take off my dress, and sewed up the rip, all while I was trying to appear sober (I'm sure I pulled that one off with no grace nor semblance of reality). I worked with all guys, so it's no wonder none of them said anything about my boobage staring them straight in the eye. If that happened to me now, my dress would have to be ripped from the bottom up in order to see anything (and even then, it wouldn't be worthwhile).
I'm glad you were wearing a thong only for keeping the front bits away from the zipper, but we all know my predilection for... uh... being natural.
Kinda kinky that everyone looks at your ass when you walk away! whoop! I have many pant ass ripping stories that I could share with you too! have a good Friday!
Now, Pam, if the guys tell you your boob is hanging out there, you might put it away. What fun would that be?
I fear it was more hard to miss than kinky co-workers, Kari. Kinky co-workers would be so much more interesting.
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