The Rack

Chapter 1

            Andrea couldn't believe she was going through with this. She didn't put in an application here. Not really. All she did was to fill out an application at one of those online job sites. All the other applications it provided were all right. Of course, they haven't called her back yet. But she was still hopeful. But she still needed a job now.

Which was why she was here. Here was the parking lot of a restaurant. The restaurant was call 'The Rack.' And it sold barbecue. Very good barbecue, in fact. But that was not what is was known for. No, it was known for the waitresses. Or, rather, the waitresses' chests. They very large chest. If Andrea didn't know any better, she'd say that all the waitresses her had gotten massive breast implants. She knew some women got them. But she didn't think this many would get them just to work at some restaurant. Especially at the sizes the women her were known for.

Andrea sighed. Sitting out here was not going to help her. She needed to go in and get this over with. She knew she wasn't going to get hired. Her B-cup breasts were just too small for here. She grabbed her purse and got out of her car. She had put on a push-up bra for this interview. Even though she didn't believe she'd get the job. With another sigh, she entered the building.

Andrea passed through a small room to enter the dining room of the restaurant. The inside wasn't as bad as Andrea feared. In fact, it was better. The floor was reasonably clean, as were the table. The dining area was brightly lit and open. It wasn't crowded. Which was another surprise for her. Another was the lack of men. Sure, there were some there. But it wasn't all men like she expected. Of the twenty people she saw eating, less than half were men. Maybe the food was better than she thought, if so many women were eating here.

"May I help you?"

Andrea turned toward the waitress that had approached her. She couldn't stop her eyes from dropping down to look at the woman's chest. The woman's breasts were enormous. Stretching the scoop-necked, red T-shirt to an amazing degree. Bulging up in a jaw dropping display of cleavage, the breasts appeared to be almost as large as their owner's head. Andrea stared in shock. She did not expect breasts this large. Surely this waitress was the largest one here.

After a minute of staring, Andrea was able to shift her gaze to the woman's face. There, she could see some amusement in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she said with a blush. "I wasn't expecting . . ." Andrea waved her hand vaguely when she couldn't finish the sentence.

"Don't worry," the extremely busty waitress said with a smile. "All the first timers stare when they first see us."

Andrea was relieved to hear that she wasn't the only one to stare. Her blush faded some. She tried to pull herself together. She was here for a reason. To get this interview over with as fast as possible so she could get out and find a job she could do. "That doesn't make it acceptable," she told the waitress. "Anyway, I'm here for an interview. My name is Andrea Stone."

"My name is Cindy," the waitress said. "The manager is in the back. If you'll be seated, I'll go and get her for you."

Andrea shrugged. "Sounds good to me," she said. Together, they walked to the nearest open table.

"It should be only a moment," Cindy said as she seated Andrea. "Can I get you a drink?"

"No, thank you." Andrea watched as Cindy nodded and walked away. Even from behind, Andrea could see Cindy's breasts. "What am I doing here," she whispered to herself. Seeing Cindy's breast from behind her damaged Andrea's confidence. But she kept her seat. She needed the job to pay her part of the rent. She didn't expect her roommates to keep paying her share. Even though Brandy did offer and could afford it.