All Black Waitress Outfit Novels & Stories

“Is everything okay?” “Yes,” I answer quickly, shoving my phone in the front pouch of my apron, which matched the black and gray waitress uniform I wore. “I’m sorry. I just had to make a quick phone call. I’m coming right back to work right now.” The other waitress on duty was finishing her rounds when I came back. Like me, she had her hair up in a bun, but she had a thick layer of makeup on her face, which was unlike me. I only kept my makeup light and blended in with my natural features.

One of the guys with ginger hair has his eyes fixed on my cleavage, and fuck it, I hate that this bar has a required, fixed outfit for all the waiters. The outfit consists of a black, fitted corset-style top with thin straps, paired with a short black skirt that barely brushes the middle of my thighs, which I really hate. “Can I get any of you anything?” I clench my teeth hard, if one of them makes an off-hand comment, I’m going to pummel someone’s face tonight. “Maybe a night with you.” He leans forward, and his guys cheer him up. I catch the glimmer of a Rolex watch on his wrists and I sigh. Exactly. Entitled pricks thinking they can have anything and anyone whenever they want.

Our new uniforms are constructed just the right way to draw all sorts of attention, whether good or bad. My boss decided not too long ago to do an overhaul of his restaurant, to turn it into something a lot more provocative. Jay's Speedway is a themed restaurant all things cars, and the waitresses got a makeover as well: we're now pit stop girls, and we're here to service all the hotrods that come in! You can tell I'm a little excited about it. The other girls weren't, and a number quit before it could all become official, but I wanted nothing less than to show off my body. I'm a thin, wavy brunette, and the tips I got for dressing like a normal waitress were crazy, so I'm absolutely ecstati

She admitted and I squint my eye at this kind of creature. “Well, that explains it all, the wheels in my head have been spinning since you told me you are a waitress.” I confided and she smiled and made her way to her closet to change up to her nightwear. I also took the opportunity to change into the silky black material decorated with white lacing, it's a silky and very smooth material and feels very comfortable, unlike the ones I used to have in my former pack.

Said Crystabel. "Alright ma'am." The waitress replied, walking towards the kitchen to get them what they had requested. On the other hand, Anita's sight never left the waitress as she sighted her soft visible boobs and boots because the waitress was wearing a transparent pant and bra only, with no clothes on. The moment Anita saw the waitress outfit, she realized that that was the outfit all the waitress were putting on and she also imagined how tasty they would be once she put down her tongue and lips on their cunt.

Kiana told her with an irritated tone. She frowned, “Fine.” She spits out with an uninterested tone and dresses the woman in the clothes she is wearing earlier. After she put her clothes on the woman, she immediately stood up and look at the clothes that she was holding. It was black dress pants, a white button-up shirt, and a black vest. Actually, these were the usual outfits of some waitress that she saw, the only difference is that this has a logo of a snake that was wrapping its body with a golden skull, it was obvious that this was a customized uniform that only personnel or an employee of this place can acquire.

' With beautiful Brown eyes. She works as a waitress at a high end Restaurant during Breakfast and Lunch hours,.. They have to wear Black pants, and she wears the polyester ones that just hug and cling right on her beautiful ass.She even wears skimpy Bikini panties under her slacks and you can see the whole dam outline of the panties right under her slacks, including the lining of the gusset. She even told me how much the guys look at her ass and drool, married and single ones.She even told me she got handed phone numbers and was even ask to cheat with them.She did say she was so tempted because her Husband works afternoons and she does not see him much.

I asked if they needed anything else before quickly leaving. Thanks to my uniform, I was used to this kind of behavior from men. It only took me a week to learn how to fight the wandering hands. When my boss handed me the short red dress, white apron, and black high heels, I almost thought he was joking—that is, until I saw that the other waitresses were wearing the same thing. But I accepted without complain, just happy for the work. O Pom Pom's, O place what Laila there was recommended for what

'' Tina exclaimed. A sigh escaped from my lips as I reluctantly headed over to their table to get their orders. My palm started to sweat and shake badly at this time. My wobbly legs took me to them ''Good evening, I'll be your waitress for tonight. What can I get for you?'' I stated in my professional voice trying real hard not to stammer. I looked up and see him staring at me so intently. I feel my body starting to shake and my heart pounding out my chest. His stare is so intense that it can make anyone cower away.

I feel so exposed it makes my skin crawl. The waitress behind the counter doesn't look up. She's in her sixties, maybe older. Gray hair pulled back in a messy bun. Cigarette hanging from her lips. She's seen everything in this place, probably. A half-dressed girl in a fancy coat with three dangerous men isn't going to phase her. "Menus are on the table. Coffee?" She doesn't even sound like she's asking. She sounds like she's giving us a command. "Four. Black," Malakai says, sliding into a corner booth. The vinyl is cracked and peeling. The table is sticky. I can feel the grease through the leather of the coat.