helped out at a pizza place, working some nights and weekends as a waitress and bar server. She made decent money at it, even if the uniform covered less than it's share of skin. This one-piece, front-zippered uni was white, and, accented her shapely body very well. In the dictionary, under "curves," you'd see her silhouette. I often joked with her that her evening's tips were "titty tips," because the zipper on this little uniform tended to make it's way south, showing off a mild amount of her tasty cleavage.
Laura would laugh this off, but, also was fully aware of the connection between her evening-ending pocket cash, and, the degree of arousal she created with that rack inside the white cloth. One weekend night, I was out with a buddy of mine, bored as usual, and stopped into the pizza place for some eats and a beer. Not seeing my sister's car, I figured she was off that night, and told my friend "too bad, Ry..You could've seen my sister here." Ryan had been one of the most ardent inquisitors about Laura, and found her to be, in his words, "honey-licious."
We seat ourselves, and, look around at the semi-empty restaurant, in search of a waitress. While making small talk, I look over Ryan's shoulder, towards the bar entrance, and see an outline of a hot, shapely body, leaning against the doorway, with her ass crooked to one side from the back. "Ry...check her out..I hope we get her." Ryan looks back at this figure, and says "she looks like your sister...have I mentioned lately how much I am into her?"
"Yes, Ry, yes..I know..So am I," I answer. Growing a little impatient, Ryan gets up to go to the men's room as we still wait for someone to serve us. Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I look behind me, and, there stood my sister! "Hey, bud! You here alone?" she asks, as I focused in on her body in that uniform.
"Nah..Ryan's in the bathroom," I say, adding "where's your car? I didn't see it outside..."
"Garage again. Piece of shit that it is.. I had Connie across the street take me up tonight."
"Well, if this place stays semi-dead, I can take you home if you want..But, we gotta eat first," I tell her, already planting the seeds. "Thanks SO much!" she says, flipping her long black hair . "Anyway, what do you want to eat...Want a beer first?" she asks, now seemingly with an energy burst. "Yeah, bring us 2 beers and, half a tray of red pizza," I order, looking her up and down by now. "Be right back with the beers..On the house, for my favorite brother!"
Ryan comes back, and I tell him that I ordered beer and pizza, and, "oh, by the way..You're going to like our hot waitress...She's a babe."
"Cool!" he says, not knowing who I am talking about. I see Laura walking back, beer in each hand. As she gets closer, I notice significantly more cleavage than before. She looked like the St. Pauli Girl! 'Hi, guys...here's your beer..And, uh, enjoy everything," she teases, as Ryan's eyes were squarely, and, without motion, glued to her marvelous tits. Standing there silent for a moment, my sister tells me that "I'll take you up on the offer.. After you guys are done, I'm cut, so, maybe I'll join you sooner than expected."
Seeing pleasure in Ryan's face (and feeling it, myself), I told her "Fine..We'd love to have you." After she took maybe 4 steps away, I joke with Ryan "in more ways than one!" I watched her go into and out of the bar, and, stopped her briefly to ask her how her tips were going. She replied "better now," as she pointed her chin downward towards her now half-way open top and bursting breasts. "I can tell...Hell, you might get 20 bucks from US!" She laughed, then, as she walked away, I swear, she threw her ass out as far as possible in each direction, causing Ryan to get red and say "Goddam..I'd love to jump on her..How did you grow up with her and control yourself?? How did you NOT leap on her?"
"Ry," I said to him, "I'll never tell if I did or didn't," leaving him puzzled and aroused by the very idea.
Our pizza arrives (delivered by some guy, due to my sister being in the bar getting her final bills and tips), and, we dig in, sucking down the beer in the process. After this barrage, 2 lone pieces sit on the still-warm tray, and, Laura walks by "Howzit goin', guys?" she said, running her hand over my shoulder "I'm gonna go clock out, and bring you more beer..Maybe me one, too."
She returned quickly, and I, the gentleman, got up, so she could slide inside to the corner of my side of the booth. This was also because I wanted to feel her leg under the table. Laura slid in, and distributed the beers accordingly. "Mmm.. That looks good" she says, pointing her long-nailed finger at the remaining pizza. "Yees, it does," Ryan says, not so secretly referring to her wide open top and visible cleavage. "Thanks, but I meant the pizza! You 2 are such GUYS!" She takes a cut of pizza, and takes care of it within 3 or 4 bites. "Anyone want that last one? I am starving tonight" she asks, to our answer of "Nope, go right ahead..Drink up, too..We'll pay." After one more round of beer, the buzz starts to kick in, as does the libido of Ryan and me. "So, Laura," I ask her, "How'd you do with your tips tonight, overall?" and, before she could answer, I joked with her to "Tell him what I refer to it as...Go head." Giggling and jiggling a little, my sister offered up an answer to both.
"Pretty good, pretty good," she says, looking at Ryan and pointing her thumb at me, adding "HE calls it my titty tips! Isn't that a riot?" Excited and evermore curious, Ryan jokes with her that 'I could see why!" and chides her that "Jeez, imagine how much more you would make if your zipper was lower!" Likely knowing she was now THE center of our attention, Laura answered "Like, HOW low?" I reached over, and said "Hang on..I'll show you," placing the zipper between my two fingers, and gently tugging down slightly more, to about 2'3rds boob showing. "Hey!!" she says, pulling up some more and jiggling in the process. "I show a lot sometimes, but, that's TOO much!" in a sly, joking tone. "Bummer," I say, "Cuz that'd be worth at least a 20 from me if you did it again."
"No shit? she asks, now taking this as a challenge. "If I show you guys that much, you'll give me 20 bucks?" Thinking some more, I added, "down that low, AND...walk into the bar." Now negotiating with her, Ryan chimes in with "I'll throw in 5 more to have you do it." Looking into my eyes, with this sexual, flirting look, Laura tells me "25 bucks..for showing a little more than I usually do, and going into a mostly-empty bar?"."Yep," I say, eagerly awaiting her final response. "Done!', she says, as we observe her slowly unzipping her uniform top until it hits the previous 2'3rds tit level. "Let's make it more interesting," I say, and again reach over to grasp the zipper. This time, she waits to see how much further down I want to expose her. Moving it only a smidge (but having the excitement of doing it), I say "There..That's good..Now, do it." I let her out, and, standing there, she looked like a goddess! As an assurance, I told her that she had to keep her hands behind her back, so we could be positive she didnt zip up again. "Well, if it's trust issues here.." she begins to say, before my interruption.. "No, no..We trust you..Now go, go show those babies off and take away our money."
Even as she walked away, people at tables were staring, so, this was bound to be fun. We watched as she rounded the dining room twice, stood by the bar entrance, and walked through, clean to the other side's door, then made a straight beeline back to the table, hands still behind her back (long nails intertwined). "Ok, guys..Pay up!' she orders, and, we take out the cash and put it on the table. I let her back in, again to the corner, and, the bribery was on yet again. "Now, for the next thing.." we say, to her moderate surprise.."What?? I'm done, boys..We gotta go soon."
"We will, we wll.." I say, then coming up with more paid body play for her. "OK, Laur..One more request.". Tipping her head to me, giving me a wide brown-eyed look, my sister responded "This I have to hear..What?"
