Combine Tables

"Didn't I see your recent arrival, you know the one claiming to be your neighbour, sitting with the college guys?", to which I nodded, smiling her way, waiting patiently, knowing every moment I was there my nudity was becoming all the more noticed. Not that I minded persay, but I soon found myself missing my table of college guys and wanted to get back to them before they got bored or something.

After a moment, she continued, "Mind putting them at the same table, since they are seated too gether?" to which I nodded again, "Oh, sure thing, boss!", I said smiling, though remained still, seeing her looking thoughtful, and soon she inquired, "hey, isn't she naked now, just like you?", to which I smiled back, "I think so, and she was stripped by the same people ho took my uniform last night."

"Is that so? Well, it seems they have a skill, such as it is. Oh, and we really can't just have you leaving naked tonight, so we'll have to find someone you can leave with. It would look bad if something happened to you, after all." to which I nodded back, "Sure, right." I managed, remembering how well she 'helped out' last night by driving me across town and in the wrong direction. Not that I'd bring it up now, of course.

With that she let me go, and I felt my nakedness more than ever, my mind still dealing from agreeing to work naked from now on... a point made all the more obvious every time I moved, as the marker was rather obvious on my skin, reminding me every second how exposed I was. I made my way over to my now only table, finding Tiffany doing her best to remain casual, even as she was now laying down on the table, her back pressed against the wood-grain of its surface, her curves visible before them all, her arms and legs spread out wide from her body. I could watch her breasts rise and fall as she breathed, her nipple standing out plainly, as she was left exposed before them.

I did my best to remain casual, waiting several seconds before asking, "So, neighbour, are you ready to order or do you want some extra time?:, to which one of the guys responded, "Oh, she definitely needs some more time", before they all burst forth in laughter, leaving me now free to wait. a bit.

Not that I got the chance, naturally. One of my co-workers rushed over, "Hey, I know you're new and it's not your responsibility to, but I was hoping you'd help me out a bit? I've to a big order and could use some assistance with serving it, so...