Megan the dishwasher...

Vanessa returned to her party, leaving the interrupted lovers in their separate room. Both were flustered, embarrassed and painfully aroused. Both, embarrassed and somewhat ashamed at getting caught in the act, were not in the midst to finish themselves off. But, their bodies begged for it. Lauren lay naked under her sheet, nipples rock hard, crotch damp and ready. Megan had a tingle through her whole body that just would not quit. They slept restlessly, unsure of their mixed feeling and emotions.

Megan awoke the next day to find that Vanessa had, at some point in the night, taken all her clothes. She was left with one outfit. Daisy dukes, cut up so they would show the bottoms of her butt cheeks, and a white crop tank top, that would cover Megan's large breasts and nothing else. That was all, not really her style. She sighed, realizing that this was probably just the beginning.

Megan dressed, then headed to the kitchen. She instantly flushed, feeling the hot air on her skin as she walked in. Inside, the four employees, all men, turned to look at her. She squirmed under their gaze.

"Ah, Megan!" The chef said. "Miss Vanessa said you were going to be our new dishwasher!" He grinned, eyeing her blatantly. Megan, feeling uncharacteristically shy, hurried over to the dishwasher. She could feel all their eyes on her. She faced the dishwasher, knowing this pointed her toned butt at the rest of the kitchen. Sighing, she pulled on some gloves and got to work.

Megan had worked as a dishwasher when she'd started here. She remembered the position and was able to start right away. Unfortunately, she had the exact wrong outfit for the job. No apron had been provided, so her barely clothed torso was getting soaked with spray the whole time. In five minutes, her white tank top was totally sheer. She cringed, wishing her nipples were so clearly visible under the shirt. After an hour, it was like she wasn't even wearing a shirt. Every detail was revealed. On top of that, her bare stomach was getting filthy with damp food. She moaned, wiping herself down and giving a arousing show to the rest of the kitchen.

On the other side of the house Lauren was having just as rough of a day.