You are able to keep it hidden for now

You run into the kitchen, tray still glued to your front and thankfully no one seems to notice anything off. You need to think of some sort of plan to get through the rest of the night. You definitely can't keep working like this. Maybe you can find where Ayana put your wet uniform. Surely wearing that would be better than this. Just then Ayana burst into the kitchen.

"John! You just spilled drinks all over one of the tables, and now you're hiding in the kitchen!" What's going on!"

"I'm having a bit of trouble with the spare uniform" you reply sheepishly, "The front button came off."

"That doesn't sound too bad. Let me have a look at it"

Just then Julie walks into the kitchen with a tray of empty plates.

"It's pretty bad" you answer. "I feel pretty exposed"

"Well I won't be able to tell until you show me." Ayana grabs the tray and pulls it away from you, and you scramble to cover with your hands. "Come on, we don't have all night. Hands by your sides"

You glance at Julie, who is grinning at you, then you reluctantly move your hands and glance down to see the top 1/2 inch of your erection poking out of your slightly open shorts.

"Wow, I guess we can't have you serving like that" says Ayana.

"I don't know" says Julie with a smile. "I'm sure the customers will love it"

"It looks great to me!" Yells Joanne from the kitchen.

"Well if you're sure you don't want him going out like this I have something that might help" says Julie.

She walks towards you and pulls a binder clip out of her pocket.

"I think this will work, but it might take some doing. Keep your hands out of the way"

You reluctantly keep your hands to your sides while she grabs at the open flaps of your shorts. She is grabbing them from the inside and her fingertips slide over your exposed dick as she does it. She pulls and tugs then together, hands still partially inside your shorts until she finally clips them in place.

"Lets see how it holds up"

She runs her hand over your now covered crotch and pulls and tugs at the material. The attention is certainly not helping your erection, but the binder clip is holding. For good measure Julie grabs the material in the back as well and then declares it to be working.

"Ok your food is up for your table of four, then I want you to grab some replacement drinks for your table of three. Get back to work!" yells Ayana.

You grab your tray of food and head back out into the dining area, unsure of what the rest of the evening has in store for you.