Incest Seduction/Sneak out to the party as planned
With a sigh, realizing you’re just nervous, you accept that you should do what you agreed to. Before the movie ends you stand up and announce you are "sooo tired" and going straight to bed. Your nap makes that seem more believable. You kiss your parents goodnight and shuffle your way toward the stairs around the corner. But instead, while everyone is finishing the movie, you sneak out the front door and straight into your brother's car.
Even just sneaking out is exhilarating. Terrified of getting caught, you tuck yourself into a ball on the floor of the back seat. You're not wearing a watch and you left your phone in your room on purpose in case dad were to geo-track it, so you have no idea how fast the time passes while you wait. Breaking the rules is pretty boring though because nothing is happening yet. It feels like you’ve been here an hour when you start to get cramped up a little. Yoga is all about holding poses though so you're prepared for this. You shift and stretch and put your discipline to the test and eventually Zack arrives to drive you away.
"You took forever!"
"Relax. We’re going, aren’t we? It’s all good."
Your brother pulls out of your neighborhood before you climb up into the front seat to join him. It’s a decent drive to get to Cam’s house, Zack’s friend. You are told a typical story, parents are out of town, son decides to throw an epic party, reminding you of half of the high school movies you've seen. Except Zack doesn’t make it sound like he's some rich spoiled jerk, just a normal guy with a big social circle trying to make a name for himself with that one epic party. You've never been to a party that wasn't for a birthday so the fact that you're on your way to a college party right now is insane.
It’s only once your brother parks that you start to think you’re in over your head. He had to park one street over so you're forced to walk through some random neighborhood at night wearing your sleep shirt, sweatpants and some slippers. You couldn’t have snuck some other clothes out to Zack’s car ahead of time? You’re looking frumpy at best. But if appearing in public like this is already worrying, how are you going to make it through a party? You tell yourself you're only worried about making a good first impression, and you sure don't give the impression of a sexy maid right now. But who at this party is going to listen to your lame story about how you didn’t want to chance grabbing anything while sneaking out or having any of your shoes missing. It doesn't change how poor or homeless you clearly look walking up to a college party in your pajamas with your big brother. You feel so uncool. You already can't wait to change into your uniform.
"Cam said to meet him out back," explains your sibling, leading you around the house through a gate. You keep close as you approach a group of guys vaping together on the back porch. Your brother introduces you as just "Kim" which throws you a little. He knows you prefer Kimmy. You've always gone by that with friends and family alike, but you smile and roll with it.
After initial introductions, Cam shaking your hand professionally, the host leads the two of you through a patio door into his kitchen and then up a flight of stairs. There are already a bunch of people gathered throughout the house, which is roomy albeit mostly unimpressive. There isn’t the wall to wall crowd you had pictured in your head but Cam still must know tons of people and it's still pretty early.
Cam briefly goes over the basics expected from you tonight. All "hard" drinks are $5 but there are two kegs of beer that anyone can drink. He mostly wants to keep his parent's bar from getting destroyed, but if he can make some money after replacing what gets consumed all the better. As he talks he pulls a slim box out of the top of a hallway closet.
"My boy Dave is manning the bar in the basement. If anyone asks for anything you get it from him. He might ask you to cover for him for a break or whatever. But enough of that. First hop in the bathroom and get changed." He glances down your petite frame before handing the box over. "Hope it fits."
With a nervous smile you duck inside. You realize you’re chewing your lip only once you see yourself in the mirror. You wish you had more makeup on. You made sure to make yourself down before the movie as an extra precaution, not wanting to draw attention, but now you’re worried you are too plain looking to be waitressing anywhere. Hopefully this uniform fixes that.
Lifting the lid you're excited to see black and white lace inside packed with tissue paper. Fishing around you pull out white lacey arm bands, a black garter, a choker necklace, all sorts of little accessories. Then you pull out the costume and pause.
It's hardly even a dress. It looks more like swimwear. Two vertical bands of black silky fabric taper off to thin strings which are tied in a loop at the top like a halter. The bands stretch down and attach to a black skirt, kinda. It looks more like an apron (sure, appropriate for a maid) with frilly white lace edging, two half circles of lace sewn on like saddle bags, and some ornate trim in the front. That's it. Not a lot of dress here, and certainly no pockets to speak of anywhere. It does look pretty and delicate, but it's definitely "sexy".
You quickly strip to your panties and slip into your waitressing outfit. The neck straps are tied for someone taller than you but you can fix that. The real problem is that there is no top part of this supposed dress. It seems the straps alone are supposed to cover your chest, despite them hardly covering anything. The narrow strips of fabric are wide enough to protect your nipples but are narrow enough to reveal the inner and outermost edge of even your meager boobs. You find there's a horizontal tie that runs through the middle of the bands too, a thin string meant to help support your bust. Given you aren't very busty you can't imagine you need that, but you'll take every centimeter of extra fabric you can get and tie it off as best you can behind your back. Your bellybutton is very prominently exposed between those wide set vertical bands as are your sides and all of your back. Conversely your full coverage panties are visible even above the edge of the skirt so you obviously need more adjustments if that's going to work. You twirl around to get a better look at the back where you find... your panties again?
You pull on the back edge of the garment to find a split in your skirt. It is an apron, strictly speaking. It almost closes in the back but there's a narrow gap, kept together by another string at the top hem of the skirt. You had stepped right into it without a second thought. But if it was loose enough to step into that means you can tie this gap closed. But shouldn't that also mean there's more to this outfit? It can't just be an apron. Maybe there are some shorts or leggings or something?
Rummaging through the box some more you find the last essential piece of this naughty puzzle: a black side-tie g-string. Other than some frilly white wristbands you can't find anything else in the box. It's clearly part of the costume, made of the same black material. You obviously have to wear it. Your current underwear isn't especially flattering and would ruin the outfit, but you stare at the stringy bikini bottom for a while wishing there was more to it.
Your heart jumps after a knock on the bathroom door. "Are you stuck?" asks Cam. "What's happening in there?"