Restaurant hostess
I worked as a busboy at a busy and nice family restaurant as my first job. I worked Friday and Saturday evenings and one of those nights I worked with a super cute hostess who was a year older than me. She had to be nicely dressed as she seated every customer, so she always wore a nice modest black skirt a bit above the knees with heels. After a few evenings working with her I noticed she had a habit of squatting down to pick up little pieces of trash that would fall on the floor instead of getting out the hand vacuum. The main walkway was long that led to the dishwasher room, so I began to drop small pieces of trash from my cart on the floor on my way back to wait for another table to clear. Sure enough, she would squat down and pick it up and if I was waiting I had the best view to try and look up her skirt. After a while I learned the saltine cracker wrappers and a small bit of butter made it a bit tougher to grab off the carpet floor. The first time I did this she squatted down and all I saw was a bright triangle flash of pink panties!! If only she knew how many times I’d seen up her skirt with that trick....
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