waitress

I remember a waitress that use to work at a local restaurant. She was a young (early 20s), short (probably just over 5 feet tall), petite, small chested (definitely an A-cup), pretty Hispanic woman with long black hair that almost reached her waist. Her work uniform was a white button up shirt with a black skirt that has a long silver colored zipper in the back.

On a few occasions the zipper in the back of her black skirt would be partially open with about a half inch-wide by one-inch-long opening that showed her tucked in white shirt. I’m guessing that she had not previously pulled it up all the way because her skirt zipper would not open further. Still, it was a little something extra to enjoy with the meal (especially if I was lucky enough to get her as my waitress for the meal so I could enjoy several close-up views).

On the occasion that led to this story the restaurant was nearly empty. This was just before things started getting shut down at the start of the pandemic. She was not my waitress that day, but she was waiting on another table with a couple and two little girls about 15 feet from me (at that point the closest customers to me). While I dined, I noticed that the zipper on her skirt, which had started a bit open as sometimes would occur, was slowly going down. Seeing a woman’s zipper slowly unzip itself while she is unaware of it is a huge turn on. Hence, I decided to watch and see what would happen.

By the time I was a little over half-way thru my lunch her skirt zipper had slowly slid down over half-way and the zipper opening was definitely wider than ever before (still just her white tucked in shirt showing to my surprise). You might have thought that at one of her customers, such as the family of four, or perhaps her coworkers or female manager (who was out there keeping tabs on everything) would have let her know. I knew her well enough to know that she was a kind-hearted person and was friends with some of her coworkers. But for whatever reasons no one said anything to her about her opening zipper.

By the time I was nearing the end of my meal, her zipper had unzipped itself to be two-thirds way down and showed no sign of stopping there. I was certainly enjoying the view more and more, but I could not stay all day. Since I was getting ready to leave soon and given that no one else had told her she could end up showing off her panties (depending on how long that tucked in shirt really was) for who knows how long. I didn’t want to leave her in that position, and it would certainly turn me on more to tell her, so I decided to let her know the next time she walked past my table. She had already walked past my table three times during my meal, and I had enjoyed the close-up views. However, she didn’t walk past my table again. So, I decided to go to the bathroom and see if I could catch her on the way there or back to my table, but my timing was off, and I missed her.

Once my bill was paid, I decided to time my leaving the restaurant to catch her heading towards the kitchen since she would be alone and not needing to deliver something to a table. However, my timing was a bit off again, so she was a bit too far ahead to catch up to (running up to her would have drawn too much attention in my opinion). However, I got a good look at her open skirt zipper as she entered the kitchen. Now the zipper was most of the way down. The zipper was spread open over 2 1/2 inches wide near the top. Also, the bottom inch worth of her open zipper was showing her green cotton panties below the bottom of her tucked in shirt.

I was feeling so bad for her that I decided to risk drawing attention. So instead of leaving I paused by a table pretending to look at my phone (this lasted almost a minute). Thankfully (and to my surprise) the place was so empty that no one paid any attention to me. As she came out of the kitchen (this time without a food order on a trey), I got her attention and told her, “Excuse me, the zipper on the back of your skirt is slowly coming open”. She said, “Oh ok thank you” (her voice sounded surprised but genuinely grateful).

I definitely enjoyed that lunch, both for the view and for telling her. Unfortunately, she quit during the pandemic and no longer works there (I definitely miss seeing her in that skirt).