Went with 3 friends to a golf competition and at the ninth hole there were waiters and waitresses taking orders for drinks -- very civilised. We were doing quite well in the game and placed our order which was brought to us as we finished the eighteenth. The waitress was gorgeous, dressed almost as they should be, plain black dress. Our only complaint was that it wasn't short enough; still she looked good and we all flirted with her. "You'll have to come and celebrate with us when we've won." All we got was a smile but as she walked away there was a definite swing to her hips that wasn't there before. Could our luck be in we wondered.
As it turns out we didn't win so headed to the bar to drown our sorrows and there was our girl serving behind the bar and her tits looked even better so the flirting started all over again, each one of us hoping we might get some action at the disco and buffet later.
We'd got a couple of rooms for the night and went up to shower and change out of our golf stuff and returned for the food and drink. I think Tom noticed her first, sitting in the conservatory. She'd also changed for the evening now wearing a very short tight black dress with hardly any back to it and she looked fucking gorgeous. Tom made the first move and went to her and asked if she was still working. Apparently she wasn't and then accepted his offer of a drink. He came back to us at the bar and told us she wasn't working and would be staying for the disco. Our hopes were rising and we sent Tom back to chat her up and ply her with drink in the hope that we might all get a piece of the action or at least that Tom would.
We watched him return and she stood up to talk to him and we all gasped, the bitch not only had a backless dress, there was very little of the front either, v cut right down to her belly button, how the fuck did she keep her tits in there. Tom obviously made some comment about it and got a coy smile and then asked her if his friends (us) could join them. She gave Tom a look that gave us all hope as he waved us over to them. Her name was Hayley and she was here alone working and her husband would be picking her up later. Shit, that brought us all down to earth, she'd got no wedding ring on and we'd assumed she was single. She obviously saw our faces drop and smiled and gave us all that look that suggested there might be something on offer later.