All four sets of eyes moved around her body, settling on her flat stomach, her short black skirt, or her ample cleavage. Eventually, all four men stared at her breasts for a few seconds before looking up at her. She felt a swell of quiet pride and arousal, something that she didn’t necessarily feel all the time at work.
This group of men were unabashed in their appreciation for what she was wearing, and one even commented, “You look outstanding,” after ordering a cocktail. She smiled her thanks and turned happily, heading back to put in their drinks.
A few minutes later, she went back and dropped them off, feeling their brazen stares yet again. She’d found that for the most part, people would look and then go about their business. Most appreciated that they got to see scantily clad, attractive young women, but very few were actually staring as hard as these four. She quietly mused how much they were staring as she waited for the first one to finish deciding what sides he wanted with his steak. After the others had put their order in, she smiled and looked down as the four resumed looking at the curve of her breasts or her exposed cleavage.
“So, tell me, honey,” the man closest to her on the right side of the booth said, “what do your parents think about you working here, or do they know?”
She smiled. “They both know,” she said. “They’re very understanding and know that it’s a good place to work,” she said honestly. “I think my sister said that they told her it would be a good life lesson for us.”
“So, your sister works here too?” he asked, smiling and glancing around.
Sam nodded. “She works the bar, and her twin works the tables like I do.”
He smiled. “Wow, twins, eh?” he commented, nudging his booth buddy.
She grinned and rolled her eyes. “So, you have a thing for twins?” she asked, surprising herself.
“Shit, who doesn’t?” the guy across from him said, drawing laughter from the four.
“Say, do you ever work the evening sections?” the first guy said, causing her to look over at him again. He wasn’t even bothering to hide his stares, and blatantly looked directly at her cleavage as he spoke. Only at the very end, did he look up, and then, only for a second before he dropped his eyes back down to her boobs.
She smiled, pretending not to notice or care. She figured her tip was going to be very large. In fact, she decided then and there to start listening to Kara and Kimber more when they talked about ways to increase her chances of getting bigger tips.
“I worked one of them the other night,” Sam said, smiling wider. “I guess you missed me.”
He chuckled. “Well, I should keep a lookout for you when you work it again,” he said, “Or is it those other two all the time.”
She frowned playfully. “Kimber and Kara?” she asked. He nodded. “Yeah, they work them most of the time. In fact, that other night was my first shift in Kimber’s section.”
“Oh, Kimber,” another of the businessmen said. “Now that girl has some Class-A Titties!” The other guys nodded emphatically and laughed in agreement.
She smirked, shaking her head at them.
“Sorry,” he said, grinning at her. She shrugged.
“You’re allowed to appreciate Kimber’s assets,” she said, shrugging. “She’s very gifted.”
The guy nodded, and one of the other’s cut in, “I think what he means is that he’s not drawing a comparison.”
She giggled, looking down. “I get plenty of complements,” she said with a shrug.
“Well, you deserve them,” he said, smiling and actually looking up into her eyes.
“I’ll check on you rowdy boys in a few,” she said, smiling widely. Turning, she made the round and checked on her tables, refilling drinks and such, before moving back to see if Kara or Kimber were free.
As luck would have it, as soon as Sam walked into the waitress area, Kara walked in and started putting an order in the machine.
“Hey,” Sam said, smiling.
Kara glanced over and smiled widely.
“Sammy!” she said, grinning. Pausing with what she was doing, she turned and hugged her before resuming what she was doing. The two chatted idly for a second about things before Sam was able to ask what she wanted.
“I want to know more about what you were saying, getting bigger tips, etc.,” she said.
Kara, still mostly focusing on what she was doing, finally looked up and nodded, smiling. “Well, give me a few minutes and then I’ll come over to your section.”
Sam smiled, and went to look in on her guests. She brought the table of businessmen another round of drinks as they ordered them, and then saw Kara come around the corner.
“Got a good table we can flirt with?” she asked, coming close.
Sam smiled and nodded. “Table 12,” she said, nodding at the businessmen.
Kara glanced over and smiled widely. “Good eye,” she said, nudging her. “Watch momma work.”
Sam giggled and turned, following her over.
“Well hey there gentlemen,” she said, smiling widely and turning on the charm.
“Kara!” one of them men said. “When are y’all gonna start working completely topless instead of just in the evenings?”
She giggled playfully, and Sam could see that she was playing it up, a lot. She also seemed to be putting more into her body movements than normal, almost like she was intentionally shaking her breasts more than she normally did when she laughed. Realizing that’s exactly what the fiery redhead was doing, Sam grinned, feeling like she was learning from the master.
Seeing Kara forcibly shove one of the businessmen over and sit down practically on him, Sam covered a smile and listened. Kara asked a relatively banal question about what they did for work, and they started going into detail as she sat there, pretending to listen intently. The guy she sat next to had his arm on the back of the chair, almost as if he didn’t know what to do with it. She glanced over and saw Kara with her hand on his thigh, but it was just sitting there and not moving. She grinned. After a minute or so of listening, she slid out from the booth, making a show of smoothing out her skirt, and then turned to say goodbye.
Sam smiled, following her back to the waitress area.
“Wow,” she said, giggling.
Kara grinned. “C’mon girl, you know how to flirt,” she said. “You just pretend to be interested, toss your hair around a little more, let them see you sticking your tits out a bit and get a little friendly.”
Sam nodded. “You’re so good at it though, I’m just afraid I’ll be awkward or goofy looking.”
“Oh honey,” she replied, “you’re drop dead sexy. There’s no way you’d look goofy. Even if you did, guys like that wouldn’t give a damn. They’ll eat you up,” she said, winking.
“Thank you, Kara,” she said, smiling and turning to head back to check on her tables. Eventually, their food was ready and was brought out. Sam decided to try and flirt a little more like Kara had suggested and went over to check on them. Again, as she approached, all four stared directly at her breasts, causing her to giggle.
“Getting enough of a look?” she asked, looking down at her cleavage and leaning forward just a hair. “I mean it’s not like they’re doing tricks.”
“Sorry,” one of them said, shrugging.
“I’m surprised you’re not used to this. There’s nothing like a great set of cans on a young woman as gorgeous as you,” commented another. “Can you blame us?”
Sam shook her head, smiling widely. “Oh, I don’t mind at all,” she said, winking. “It certainly wasn’t a complaint, just an observation.”
He smiled widely and went back to looking. Sam grinned, feeling her panties get nicely squishy as she stood there being ogled.
“Can I get you boys anything else?” she asked.
“Can I get more water?” one of them asked, sitting near the wall. She smiled and nodded, turning and retrieving the water pitcher. As she went back, she leaned far over the table much farther than she needed to, and poured, letting them have a really good look as her top opened downward a little more than normal, and giving them a great view of her bra-covered breasts.
“Good lord, girl,” the first man said. “I’ve got to come see you some time when you’re working the evening section. I’d buy that top for the whole night if I could.”
She giggled and stood back up. “Anything else I can get you fellas?”
The four continued to stare but didn’t respond. She stood there for a few extra seconds and then turned, seeing Kara watching. She blushed and went over.
“Girl, that was so good!” she said, rubbing her shoulder. “You’re a natural.”
Sam grinned as she listened. “I appreciate that,” she said.
Turning, Kara winked and went back to work. A little while later, Sam brought the businessmen their ticket and flirted a little more. As she set it down, she arched her back and stuck her perky breasts out a little, amazed at how much more they seemed to stick out.
The businessmen spent a few more minutes there, then stood and started to file out. The one that had spoken the most though, waited and then waved Sam over. Handing her the money for the meal, he added another couple of bills to it and smiled widely at her.
“Can I ask you something?” he asked.
She smiled and nodded, thanking him for the substantial tip. “Are you actually okay with people looking at you like this? I’m genuinely curious.”
She smiled, nodding. “Honestly, it’s a turn on,” she said, speaking low. “It makes me feel good.”
“What about nudity?” he asked.
She thought about it and shrugged. “Possibly. I guess it depends on the people, and the setting.”
“Interesting,” he said, smiling. Reaching into his wallet, he pulled out a business card. “I run a side business,” he said. “It’s nothing weird or creepy,” he clarified. “Give me a call, and I’ll explain.”
She took the card and smiled her thanks, glancing at it. It said, Rodney Hanover and had his number. Curious, she slid it into her bra and smiled playfully at him.
He chuckled and took another glance at her breasts, sighed loudly, then went and joined his fellows. Feeling the pile of cash in her pocket, she smiled. The day was just getting better and better!