Oops! You're Naked!/Wait tables, and hate it
From Create Your Own Story
Status: Wearing a tiny apron and nothing else
You take a deep breath and decide that waiting tables is better than being outside with next to nothing on. You ease the door to the bathroom open and step out quickly before you change your mind. The bathroom is at the end of a short hall in the back of the bar and as you glance around you notice another door that opens into a dingy office area with some lockers against one wall. One of the lockers is open and a pair of black heels are lying in the bottom. You quickly dart into the office and grab the heels from the locker. Back in the hallway, you bend over and slip the heels on. They're plain black with 3 inch heels and a strap the closes around your leg just above your ankle. The heels are a little big for you, but they fit well enough.
Despite remaining topless and the apron covering nothing of your ass, you suddenly feel a little more in control. You walk back into the bar area, your ass uplifted by the heels and your hips swaying slightly... and the remaining shreds of your confidence are blown away as you notice the customers that have filled the bar. And they're all looking right at you.
The barkeeper looks up, with mugs in his hands and says loudly, "Finally. Get over here wench and get these beers out." You snap out of your trance and realize that you had just been standing still while at least 10 men stared at your uncovered boobs. You hurry to the bar and wince when you hear the whistles and chuckles from the men as they take in the view of you from behind. Four mugs of beer are lined up on the bar and you gather the handles so you can hold two in each hand as the bartender says. "booth in the back." You turn around holding the beers and spot the booth and weave through the tables to get there. As you walk past the occupied tables, one man reaches out gives your ass a good squeeze. With your hands full you can't stop him and you can't stop the man at the next table from rubbing your exposed ass either. You reach the booth and set the beers down on the table. The men are a rough looking crew of workers and none of them reach for their beers. You have to bend over the table and reach to deliver the beers to the men near the wall. The two closest men take the opportunity to each grab a breast and fondle you.
You scurry back to the bar and dodge one man's attempt to pinch your ass. The bar has three more beers waiting for you. Gritting your teeth your realize that this is going to be a long night.
How does the first half of your shift go:
