Naked Night

I turn to face them and manage a smile their way. I notice a glimpse of my uniform being passed between them, but it disappears before I get a chance to even think about what I saw, let alone act on it. 'It's going to be that kind of night, eh? ' I think to myself, "Let me go grab your order and I'll be right back, gentlemen."

None of them seems to respond, so I turned and head to grab their order. Just as I'm facing away, I feel my usual heckler slap my ass hard, and they all laugh as I pause then. I giggle softly to myself, before stepping away. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, and suddenly the restaurant felt packed. I could see my co-workers staring. Sheila giggles as I pass, and when I glance her way, she only gets louder, and as I overhear, she snarks, "Guess getting her sized up was a waste of time, eh? She can't even keep it on!", which causes several members of the Hooters staff to laugh at that. I smile but manage to remain casual as I make my way to the kitchen and grab their food. Once my back is turned, I hear someone's amused tone, "Looks like some are willing to do almost everything for a raise these days, eh?", which is quickly followed by another voice declaring, "Well, she got a rise out of me, that's for sure."

I smirk but say nothing as I bring the food over to their table. Once more, I leaned far over, my breasts bouncing before them as I place the food out before them. Before I even finished placing all the plates down, I felt the heckler grab me around the leg, holding my leg. "You really should stay ... we'll make it worth your while."

I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes, but deciding to stay there, nonetheless. "Alright, fine if you insist!" I declare, already smiling broadly, to wish they release another burst of recus laughter. Not like there's anywhere else, I should be. I wait as they eat, his grip on my leg never relaxing his hold. I stood by their table, my naked body exposed to all nearby. I manage to keep my arms at my side, and it was not long before they finished their food, and of course, their attention turned back fully .... to me.

My heckler rubbed my leg, his fingers probing close to my shaved mound. A hand grabbed me from my left, pulling my legs further apart. All of them were staring at me now, and there I was, naked before them. "What happened to your uniform? If you're looking for it, I may know where it ended up, but you need to do something for us first."