Waistband trouble

As Julia rushed back to her customer, she didn’t notice as a thread of her skirt hooked onto a loose nail at the bar. With each step, more thread unwound from the waistband of her skirt.

“Here’s your napkins, sir,” she blushed, holding them aloft to the man, “And… um… I wanted to apologize about my previous display…”

He stared at her blankly, as if his mind was processing the sight before him.

Fearing for the worst, Julia checked her bra to make sure it hadn’t slipped again. She was relieved to see it was still in place, only to cringe as she noticed her skirt around her ankles! Her pussy was on full display to the customer, and he was staring directly at her neatly trimmed kitten!

“Eep!” she yelped, tossing the napkins onto his table before bending over to collect her skirt. She gave the man a generous view down her cleavage as she did so.

Pulling her bottoms up to her waist once more, she noticed that the waistband’s elasticity had been diminished. The skirt would no longer hold itself up and required both of her hands to stay up evenly.

“Um… is there anything else you need?” she asked, **** to draw attention away from her exposure.