After getting dressed in her normal clothes and putting the others in her car, she headed off for her class. Afterward, she ran to her car and got her clothes, then went back into her building and quickly changed in one of the bathrooms. After making sure she looked as good as she could, she gathered her things and went back to her car.
Checking her time, she was happy to see that she’d planned it perfectly and should arrive a few minutes earlier than she was expected, something her dad had told her was a good idea. The restaurant was relatively close to the university, something she knew was intentional, and the drive didn’t take very long at all.
Pulling into the rear parking lot, she sat in her car and calmed her nerves, taking deep breaths and closing her eyes to focus her thoughts. Finally, an alarm that she’d set on her phone went off, and she took a final deep breath and looked in the rear-view mirror.
“You’ve got this,” she said, staring at herself for a second.
Hopping out, she grabbed her purse and locked her door, then briefly adjusted her cleavage to make it pop a bit more and walked to the main entrance. Once there, she pulled on the door, but it was locked. She saw someone coming toward the door though and stepped back as they started to unlock it and open it for her.
“Jessica?” a portly older gentleman asked.
“Yes sir, but you can call me Jessie!” she said cheerfully.
“Come on in out of the chill, Jessie,” he said, beckoning her in.
She smiled sweetly at him and stepped past, liking the smell of his cologne as she brushed close to him, then turned to wait as he locked the door back.
“Howdy,” he said, beaming a smile at her and reaching out to shake her hand. “You can call me Bill.”
“Nice to meet you, Bill,” she said happily.
“Let’s head back to the manager’s office and have us a chat, what do ya say?” he asked jovially.
She grinned, liking his cheerful, almost Santa Clause like demeanor.
“Sounds great,” she said happily.
Bill turned and led her through the restaurant, past several sections of booths and tables, a few drinks stations, a bar area, then through a kitchen where she saw a few guys doing some food prep.
She smiled sweetly when they looked up at her, their eyes immediately dropping to her breasts and then lower. She expected them too, of course, but it was still a delight to her for them to notice her attributes. Seeing Bill still walking in front of her out of the corner of her eye, she waved happily to the kitchen staff as she passed.
She continued to follow him as the passed through some sort of changing room with lockers, and a couple of employee bathrooms, then finally to a small office with a couple of desks.
“Come on in,” he said, moving around one of the desks and sitting behind it. “Have a seat and make yourself comfortable.”
“Thank you so much,” she said, smiling sweetly as she took a seat. “I brought this for you,” she said, holding out her resume.
He nodded, reaching forward and taking it from her hand, then holding it up to read over it.
“Fine, fine,” he said, smiling as he set it down.
The office door opened and a middle-aged woman came in hurried and out of breath.
“Sorry I’m late,” she said, going over to the other desk and setting her purse down.
Jessie stood, turning as the newcomer came over and reached out to shake her hand.
“Tracy,” she said, introducing herself.
“Hi, I’m Jessie,” Jessie replied. “Nice to meet you!”
“I’m going to grab myself a drink,” Tracy said. “Can I get you something, Jessie?”
“I’ll have anything diet,” she said with a smile.
“Okay, awesome,” Tracy replied. “Bill?”
“You know what I like,” he said.
As Tracy briefly left, Bill started to talk about the restaurant itself.
“So… obviously you can tell that this restaurant caters to a certain crowd,” he said. “As a chain, Double D’s has accepted the idea of the ‘Breastaraunt,’ and embraced it. We know that people like to see a gorgeous woman, and we celebrate that fact without endangering our staff or cheapening the experience.”
The door opened and Tracy came in with several drinks, and passed them out, then sat down in a chair that she pulled over to Bill’s side of the desk.
“Jessie,” Tracy said. “You’re obviously an attractive young woman, so you’ve had people stare at you before. Are you comfortable with people looking at your feminine attributes?”
Stifling a laugh, she nodded. “I totally am. I’m actually a big exhibitionist, so I’m totally okay going nude when I’m around folks,” she said. “But I don’t mean to say that I’m going to be doing that here at work!” she added quickly.
Both managers chuckled as they wrote something down on the respective pads of paper that they both held. Over the next few minutes, both managers asked her several questions and told her about the restaurant and what the job she was applying for entailed. They mentioned that that there were security guards and cameras in place for her protection. They told her what kind of hours she could expect and mentioned the rooms that people could pay to have the waitress serve them topless.
“So, do you have any questions for us?” Tracy asked.
Knowing that she should always have something to ask in these situations, she smiled and nodded. “What can I actually expect in the way of people being handsy and flirty with me?”
Tracy cleared her throat before responding. “Well, this is a restaurant that makes a point to draw attention to women’s breasts. We have security guards around to ensure your safety of course, but it’s ultimately up to you to decide what you don’t want to happen. As managers, we expect you to come and tell us, or security if someone is getting too friendly or even inappropriate, and they’ll be made to leave or the police will be called, depending on the level of infraction That being said, most of the stuff that we notice is during pictures and the like. Bottom line is, if it’s bothering you, tell someone.”
She smiled happily. “Oh, good,” she said. “I really tend to be a flirty kind of girl, and I didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot.”
“We have a few of those,” Bill assured her, then winked at Tracy.
“Okay, any more questions for us?” Tracy asked after smirking at him.
“Nothing comes to mind at the moment,” she said after a few seconds of looking pensive.
“Okay, good deal,” Tracy said. “So… where did you work before?”
“I worked for an Attorney doing some filing and stuff like that,” she said. “He had to let me go because he didn’t have any more work for me to do. But before that, I was just a student.”
They both nodded, and the questions continued. Eventually, they finished the interview and offered her the position, which she happily accepted.
“When would you like me to start?” she asked as Tracy helped her pick out her work uniform.
“Do you have a preference for when you’d want to?” she asked in response.
“I can start whenever you need me too. I don’t have anything to do today,” she offered.
Tracy stepped over to a board that had a work schedule for all of the employees on it and looked over it for a few seconds.
“You know,” she said, not turning around, “that would actually work really well. I can have you shadow someone for a little while and then do some paperwork and whatnot.”
“That would be great!” Jessie said cheerfully.
“So, do you have a preference on color?” she asked.
“Oh, that green is pretty,” she said. “Maybe that one?”
Tracy fished out the top she had seen and pulled it out of the plastic package it had been shipped in, then pulled another of a different size.
“You might wear this a little tight to keep your chest pushed up, because you can’t really wear a bra with this. It has built in cup support, though,” she pointed out.
“Do you mind if I try it on?” Jessie asked.
“No, go ahead,” Tracy said. “The bathroom is back…”
Jessie had started to undo her top but stopped and laughed when she saw Tracy’s amused expression.
“You can use the bathroom, honey,” she said.
“Oh, I don’t mind at all,” Jessie said. “I’m an exhibitionist, remember?”
Tracy laughed and glanced back at Bill, but he was on the phone. “Well, Bill will probably have a heart attack when he sees you, but I don’t have a problem with it if you don’t.”
Jessie smiled and continued to undo her top, then pulled it off and quickly slipped her bra off. Briefly lifting her breasts to give some relief, she let them drop and then took the top from Tracy. Noticing that the assistant manager was admiring her assets, Jessie turned and displayed them more prominently for her, arching her back and sticking them out more.
“You’ve got very lovely breasts,” Tracy said. “If you don’t mind me saying.”
“Oh, thank you so much!” Jessie gushed. “You’re so sweet.”
Bill noticed her at that point and coughed. “Call ya back,” he said, hanging up the phone. “Good lord, Jessie,” he called out.
“Do you like them, Bill?” she asked, turning and pointing her tits in his direction.
“Jesus does a bear shit in the woods?” he asked. “Good lord almighty, you almost gave me a heart attack!”
She saw the smile on his face and giggled as he stood and came toward her.
“Je… sus,” he said, standing a few feet away. “You are something else.”
Jessie let him look a little more, then noticed that Tracy was still chuckling, but looking as well. Laughing again, she flipped the shirt open and pulled it on, then tied it in the front and held her arms out for inspection.