'Messin Around

I smile at them slyly, shaking my rear end provocatively, as I watch my captive crowd of young college males stare at my body. I casually turn and lean over the table, before scooting over and around the table, remaining bent over, until I reach the far side of the booth. I wiggle my body provocatively while doing so, making my tits bounce and ass jiggle with each step. I fen feel their hands caress my thighs, hips, ass cheeks, and sometimes my wet nether regions. I don't mind, but rather move casually and erotically toward the hand as I to the center of the group.

Once there, I leave my legs spread, leaning over the table far enough that my nipples touch the wood grain surface. I casually turn to look behind me, and say, 'Better', in a sultry voice, pausing a moment, giving them an aroused look, before resuming, "What are you waiting for?" Which really got them going, as hollers, shouts, and some wolf whistles came out.

Broken off from their trance, I saw one grab their phone and start snapping photos, while another starts touching me from my right. I let out a soft moan, not minding the hands touching my thigh and waist, or the pictures being taken of my ass or clit. I rocked my body forward and backward in front of them, mimicking sexual intercourse. I had to fight to keep from laughing, my body shooting an orgasm through me as though I was actually being physically taken. I brought my right hand down to my nether, guiding one of theirs to touch my wet, shaved bush. I moaned as I moved his hands on its soft folds, up and down. I felt several of his fingers enter into me, only slightly at first, but slowing deeper as I toyed with them.

I moaned again for them, noticing how transfixed they are, and when I saw my chance, I tried to grab for my short shorts, only to have it get pulled away. The individual in question shocked his figure back and forth, amusement clearly written on his face, even as he said nothing. I felt his right-hand snake out and grasp me just below my ass, caressing me. Soon he grasped my rear in his right, pulling my legs further apart with his left.

I moaned as I continued guiding one of their hands into my clit, entertaining them all. I replace the rocking motion with a gently swaying of my hips back and forth, right and left. I watch as several of them start moving their heads side to side, transfixed by me. I play with them a bit longer, hitting a climax from the excitement and foreplay I used to tease them. I moan, slowly working my way around the rest of the table, just missing getting a hold of my top as I pass by.

Once I reach the entrance of the booth, I stand up casually. Once I'm fully upright again, I casually ask in a sultry, dirty voice, "Any deserts of the regular menu?', and find them ordering a variety of ice cream treats, excitement, and arousal in their eyes. I nod, before turning and walking seductively, one foot right in front of the other walked back to the grill. I felt my ass swaying dramatically as I walked, aware of the impact it was having on them. I looked slightly over my shoulder, a sly, dirty look on my face. I placed the order and soon returned with the treats. I walked back the same way I did leave, grabbing their attention the whole way. They watch me intently as I delver the deserts to them, bending over each time. I smirk as they stared. I placed the checks on the table as they finished, posing as they quickly paid. I noticed they all had dipped quite decently, despite being college males

I walked back to process the payments, and noticed I did not do bad at all, given this was my first night and I had only one table. I returned their copy and noticed it was approaching closing time. As they got up to leave, I saw them holding my missing uniform pieces up; One hand my top, the other my short-shorts. "Come with us if you want to get these back" I hear one of them say playing, as they made their way out the door.

I hear the manager, who hired me earlier, say with amusement, "Go on! we can close up the store without you tonight! Go on, have fun with them! Get! Scotch! Enjoy yourselves!"

As they continue to act silly, I quickly decide on my next course of action. I could follow them, get to play around with them some more and maybe get my uniform back in the process. I only have one right now, and the manager already said it was ok . . .