Becky works at the same restaurant as me. She's a waitress and I'm a bartender. Becky gets a lot of tips because she knows how to work it and flirt with the customers. She will call the single male customers "honey" and "baby" and will conveniently brush against them or show an inch of skin. We all have to wear a uniform and Becky always follows the rules but along with the stupid apron she will bring some style to her look. She might do her hair a certain way or wear some cute shoes or shiny jewelry or something like that. I compliment Becky all the time on how nice she looked or how sweet she acted. I am always professional and polite but I am totally honest with her.
One night after Becky's shift and my own were over, it was raining very badly. Becky left a few minutes before me. A few minutes later I got in my car and was heading home. Up ahead I saw somebody familiar walking in the rain. It was Becky! I pulled up next to her and rolled down the window. "You don't deserve to be in this rain," I said. "Let me take you home."
"That would be great," she said, smiling from ear to ear. Becky got into the car and sat down. She was soaked through. Her clothes were clinging to every curve of her sexy body. You could see she wasn't wearing a bra and her perky little nipples were poking out. You would have be brain dead to not be incredibly turned on. I did everything I could to keep control of myself and follow directions to Becky's apartment.
Finally we got there and Becky said, "You should come in at least until the storm stops."
"I would love to," I said. I was too excited to believe what was happening. We got out of the car and walked up the stairs to the apartment. Becky's ass was jiggling as she walked. The tightness of her wet clothes and apparent lack of panties left nothing to the imagination. We went into Becky's apartment and she turned on the light.
"Ok I guess we should get out of these wet clothes," she said and smiled with a devilish look in her eye I had never seen before.
"We?" I asked.
"Yeah silly," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I take one thing off and you take one thing off. We take turns until there's nothing left." Becky lifted up her black work shirt and took it off. She shook out her long wet hair and her naked tits shook a little too. "Your turn," she said.
I took off my work shirt too. Becky looked at my body, said "Oh nice," and smiled. She took off black high heels and her tight black Capri pants. Her shaved pussy looked so sexy. I pulled down my pants in a hurry. Becky saw my raging hard on and said "really nice."
