Black Waitress Clothes Novels & Stories

She combed through her thick black afro hair and let it stay out growing everywhere but down. “Banging, tips galore,” I said as I undid my jacket. I had my work clothes on under my normal clothes and slowly got undressed. 20 minutes to opening, so I had time for a crafty cigarette before the show started. “Fag?” She asked, reading my mind once I was fully undressed. I nodded and put my jacket back on over my lingerie. I was glad I wore my favourite tonight. Aqua matching set, which also matched my eyes and looked amazing against my shoulder length brown hair, if I didn’t say so myself. Me and Latisha made it out to the staff smoking area, she hadn’t even lit her cigarette before she started.

Her chest was practically bursting out of the fabric. A low, lethal growl ripped from my chest, vibrating through the quiet tavern. Every wolf in the room flinched. “Why are you dressed like a common whore?” I asked, my hands clenching into tight fists at my sides. “This is the dress I was given,” she replied, her voice laced with a quiet, heartbreaking humiliation. “This dress!” I whipped around, locking my furious gaze onto Red. “You dare put her in this?” Red swallowed hard, bowing instantly. “My king, this is the standard uniform for the servers here. It is the code of the Distaste.”

It also seemed like it would be incredibly uncomfortable to wear for hours. "For a waitress job?" I wrinkled my forehead in surprise. He nodded. "All the girls wear stuff like this, and with you in the same clothes, you'd really turn some heads. The drunker they are, the more they spend." He broke into snide laughter. I repressed a scoff, but he caught my apprehension as he said, "You'd be compensated highly. I will let you keep all your tips, and I will cut you check every week." "I'd be more comfortable in something like a white pleated button down with a little black bow tie, maybe a black skirt and flats."

Letting out a growl, I down my drink and then snap my fingers and wait until a waitress dressed in a tiny black dress scurries over with expectation on her face. “What can I get for you?” She purrs, leaning down just enough for her tiny breasts to bulge. “Whiskey,” I respond, shoving my empty glass at her. “Now!” “Yes sir.” Giving me a smile, she stands up and slowly begins to move, all the while being sure to shake her ass as if expecting me to watch it.

That evening, unable to decide what she should do, Hera decided to go to work again. She is serving customers in Cedric's bar like she usually does. A tight black corset that leaves her midriff and shoulders bare, along with a short black leather skirt is the standard waitress uniform in Cedric's bar. A lot of them try to get handsy with the waitresses. But with Hera, Cedric made sure that no one touches her. It is not because of his kind heart, it's because he doesn't want anyone to touch her when he cannot.

****AT A BAR**** Mia and Bonita walked into the bar dressed bitchily, Mia was wearing a thin strap short black gown, the gown was so short that it barely covered her butt, some part of her boobs were showing and her lips were also painted black. Bonita was dressed in a blue short backless gown, it stopped at her mid thigh and her lips were painted red. The people in the club stared and talked as they walked in. "Wow, they are so hot"

Alex P. O. V When she began to pick the glasses while looking down. I could not see her face but I felt something familiar as if I had seen her before. Her face was covered in a mask and she was wearing what most of the waitresses were wearing . The waitress dress looked like those costumes from Playboy magazine.Red colour closet dress with high net stockings, five inch blood red colour hell and a bunny ears on her head. The auburn hair of hers was descending down in some loose curls.

She whispered making Mia who was adding make up to her face turned to look at her. "Look Larissa it's just serving drinks.. You can do it" Larissa looked at the tight open black dress all that covered her body with a cream apron wrapped tightly around her waist.. She had light make up on and her wavy hair was pulled up in a pony tail.. All her life she wasn't used to such clothes which made her feel very uncomfortable especially with the fact that hungry eyes of men would be focused on her... And on a second thought she wanted this job.. It had taken Mia all effort to get it for her and with sincerity it was her hope..

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.

I repeated softly, glancing at his picture in some article. He was hot, and no one could state otherwise. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt in that picture. The aura of confidence that surrounded him was breathtaking. I could easily imagine a long line of beautiful women ready to spread their legs before him. That made me wonder even more why he decided to lay his eyes on a waitress from a coffee shop. Was he bored and looking for some entertainment? I wish I could add slapping his face as a part of the show, but that would without a doubt cost me my job.