Of course she does, $600 is a lot of money.

Eliza scanned the rest of the restaurant. It was a slow period in her shift, there were only a couple of other tables in the lobby at the moment. She turned to the teens, taking the money from the de facto leader's hand.

“You got a deal, but the bra stays on.” Eliza said quietly. The boys nodded, their combined aura growing even more intense. Eliza bit her lip, taking one last glance around before noting it was safe. She began to undo the top buttons of her shirt, letting her breasts push out against the fabric to reveal more cleavage. The teens seemed to be in a trance watching it unfold, she even saw one with an impressive member begin to bulge slightly. Undoing another button, she looked behind her back as she grabbed the sides of her shirt. She peeled it back to the sides of her chest, exposing her bra and tits fully to the boys. The hole that she created wasn't large enough for her breasts to fit comfortably, causing her shirt to slightly smoosh her breasts together. Then again, that was probably an improvement anyway.

The amount of aura released skyrocketed as they got a good look at her bra covered tits. It was nothing special, being a simple black color, no frills or anything. That didn’t seem to matter to the teens though, one of them even having their hand migrate to their crotch. Kat was kind of right, it was an invigorating feeling to be looked upon, to know you’re lusted after. She was about to put them away as one of the boys made eye contact, motioning on his chest for her to showcase even more.

Eliza pursed her lips for a moment. There was no way she was going to do that, at least, not for free. She rubbed her fingers together in the universal sign of money, and the teens managed to take their eyes off of her for a moment to look at each other. They were like a hivemind, coming to a consensus wordlessly as they grabbed for their wallets. Each of them took out another $20 bill, piling it on the table. Eliza picked up the extra cash, pocketing it as well to the delight of the group.

Taking a quick look over her shoulder, she grabbed at the top of her bra. She wiggled her shoulders a bit as she slowly pulled the restricting fabric down. Her erect nipple rubbed against the inside of the fabric, bouncing up slightly as it was released. The teens looked at her wide eyed, taking in the sight as she fully exposed both breasts. Never would Eliza have thought things would have happened this way. Eliza felt her face heat up under their gaze, but she also felt herself...enjoying it. Shit, she was really getting aroused by flashing her bare breasts to a pack of strangers. With that fantasy from earlier and now this, Eliza is starting to wonder if she’s developing an exhibitionist kink.

After a tantalizing shake for their pleasure, she finally decided that enough was enough. Eliza put her bra back into place to the dismay of the teens, though besides looking disappointed none of them spoke up. After she was fully modest again, she flashed the teens a smile. She turned to leave, but stopped and craned her neck back.

“I’ll be back with your meal shortly boys.” She said as flirtatiously as she could, before turning and heading towards the kitchen. Shit, she really is enjoying this. She tried to reason it was her urges that made her do it, but she knew that was just an excuse. Her heart was pumping with excitement while her crotch was starting to become hot and bothered.

“Well, someone’s getting bold.” Said an all too familiar voice. Her neck snapped to the side, seeing Kat in the front doorway, still dressed in her punk teen getup.

“W-what do you mean?” Eliza tried to play dumb, but was failing miserably.

“Honey, I can feel it from way over here, you really got them riled up didn’t you? Pretty sure they were about to jump you and start gangbanging your ass.”

“Wait, what? Really?” Eliza’s head spun around, thankful no one was in earshot of their conversation.

“Eh, probably not.” She teased. “But I can guarantee they were thinking it.”

“Well, why are you here anyway?” Eliza said, desperately trying to change the subject.

“I was just in the area and thought I’d stop by and see how you were doing. Imagine my surprise to see my little Eliza seducing 6 boys at once.”

“I-it wasn’t like that.” Eliza said defensively, though she wasn’t about to give her the true reason either.

“Call it whatever you want sweetie.” Kat rolled her eyes, dismissing Eliza’s comment. “I think I’ll leave you to it.” Eliza was about to refute her again, but Kat spun around and left before she could say anything. Taking a heavy breath, she returned to her waitress duties. The group of teens didn’t give her any trouble for the remainder of their visit at least, though they were almost obnoxiously nice to her the entire time. Maybe they were hoping she’d give them a round 2, who knows.

The next few hours of her shift passed by without any further incidents, though the tips kept coming in. By the end of the night she’d had made over $1000, which she was thankful that her restaurant didn’t average out all server tips. Dave, her fellow waiter, did take notice as she was counting though.

“What the hell Eliza, how did you get so much? Were you flashing the customers or something?” He said in a joking manner. Eliza almost choked on her saliva at the accusation, Dave not knowing how close he was to the actual truth. “Shiiiit, if it means more money, maybe I'll walk around like this.” He pulled up his shirt and tucked it into his collar, strutting around in an exaggerated manner.

“Yeah, good idea, they’ll pay you to put your shirt back on.” Eliza jested, though her words were slightly shaky, thankfully he didn't seem to notice. The two of them joked around as she finished counting her tips, and then she left for home. The ride home was as boring as ever, though with everything she’d been through the last few days, anything normal would seem boring at that point. Although it was a different story when she got home because of course it was.