With plenty of unwanted attention

Mackenzie made her way back out to the restaurant floor, noticing she already had two tables with customers in her section.

"What the hell are you wearing?!" a voice behind her said. Mackenzie turned around and noticed her work friend Olivia standing behind her. The busty brunette was wearing a thick black dress that came down nearly to her ankles and a white apron-like piece over it. It almost looked like a stereotypical maid costume. Mackenzie was more than a little annoyed that her friend's uniform for the night was modest to the point of overkill while she was stuck in one that was beyond skimpy.

Beside her was another friend, Kara. The slim black haired girl wore what looked like a mishmash of every color of the rainbow. Her gaudy multicolored dress came down to her knees and seemed to even have long sleeves for some reason. It's combination of patterns and palettes seemed to be completely random and it was quite rough on the eyes.

"This is the uniform Janet has me wearing for the night." Mackenzie said forlornly as she gestured at the outfit her boss had **** her to wear.

The black crop top offered slightly more coverage than a bikini top, though it pulled tight against her breasts to highlight some truly impressive cleavage. The tiny black miniskirt seemed to just barely cover Mackenzie's ass. And the black stockings that covered her legs came up to her mid thighs, leaving a few inches of pale skin visible on her thighs. To complete the ridiculous costume, Mackenzie also wore a detached white collar around her neck (complete with fake bow tie) and two detached cuffs around her wrists. The uniform left no small amount of skin on display, especially around Mackenzie's chest and stomach.

"Oof..." was all Kara could say as she grimaced with sympathy. "And I thought my outfit was bad..."

"What're they trying to turn this place into? Hooters or something?!" Olivia complained. "I swear to god if the owners make that outfit permanent I'm gonna lose it."

"I can't even think about that right now." Mackenzie muttered, trying not to lose her cool. "I'm just going to try and make it through this shift."

"Good luck." her friends wished her before the three women each dispersed to their own sections.

Mackenzie took the drink orders from her first table, after receiving some truly surprised looks at her attire, and moved on to the next one. To her utter dismay, it happened to be Stu and his family. Stu was one of the biggest problem customers any of the servers had to deal with. He loved to make lewd comments and grope the waitresses. Mackenzie could never tell if his wife was utterly oblivious or just fine with her husband's behavior, but either way she never intervened. And any time Mackenzie complained to her boss, she basically told Mackenzie to just shake it off and get over it.

Mackenzie plastered a strained smile on her face as she approached the table. She saw Stu's eyes nearly pop out of his skull, no doubt surprised and excited by the sight of the lovely woman standing before him.

"Hi there. My name's Mackenzie, I'll be your server tonight. What can I get you all to drink?"

As the wife and two kids at the table ordered their drinks, Stu wasted no time in sliding his hand over to Mackenzie's leg. He caressed the window of skin on the back of Mackenzie's thigh, causing the redhead to stiffen as she recorded the orders.

"Damn, you're dressed like a real hot slut tonight, aren't ya?" He whispered just loud enough for Mackenzie to hear.

"What was that, sir?" she asked as nicely as she could manage.

"I said, I'll take a Jack and coke. Make it a double." Stu said more loudly.

As he spoke, he began to slide his hand up Mackenzie's skirt. Mackenzie had expected this move. She'd never worn a skirt this short before, making this Stu's first real chance at doing so. But what she didn't expect was what happened next.

Since the skirt was so very tight on Mackenzie's curvy body, when Stu tried to slide his hand between the fabric and her fair skin, it instead began pushing the skirt up. One swift motion later, Stu had the grip on Mackenzie's ass he'd been aiming for. But with the miniskirt bunched up, he was also treated to the sight of Mackenzie's pussy. The whole table was.

"WHOA-HO!!" he roared with delight as he got a wonderful view he never expected to see. "You naughty girl!"

Mackenzie suppressed a yelp as she stepped back and yanked the front of her skirt down over her neatly trimmed womanhood. The blushing waitress found she needed to use both hands to pull the front and back of her super tight skirt down together.

"I-I'll go get those for you." she said before turning around and heading for the kitchen. Mackenzie was **** to get out of sight for a moment, and the hallway by the kitchen was the closest secluded area.

This doesn't bode well... she thought, I'm five minutes into my shift and this fucking outfit has already failed me! This is gonna be a long night if this keeps up...