"Come on, Dad, this is lame! Why don't we just drop her gift off and then leave? She's got her shift tonight anyway." my son Luke groaned as I drove us to Hooters, where Lena worked,
"Hooters these days is just full of middle-aged dudes there who check out the waitresses", he grumbled irritably.
I chuckled at Luke's words. My son was 24, and I was sure he would have much more fun with his friends on a Friday night rather than spend it with his Dad and younger sister. But I also knew that tonight he was grumbling for the heck of it. It wasn't just any regular night. It was my baby girl Lena's birthday, and there was no way Lex and I would miss Lena's birthday for the world. I'd raised both Luke and Lena all by myself, and though they had moved out of home, we were all very close and had a yearly tradition of celebrating our birthdays together.
"Come on, son. Lena just started working here, so it's hard for her to take time off from work, especially on a weekend night like tonight. But, you know your sister, it would break her heart not to have her celebrate her 19th birthday with us!" I smiled as I said this and patted his knee. And besides, Alanah is going to be there too, remember?"
Alanah was Lena's roommate and best friend. They shared an apartment downtown near their jobs at Hooters. Luke had always had a crush on Alanah, and I knew seeing her dressed in her sexy Hooters uniform would definitely cheer him up.
"Yeah, yeah...I know," Luke mumbled with a smile as we pulled into the parking lot.
It was the first time her brother, Luke, and I had seen Lena or Alanah at work after they started working here a few months ago. The girls had dropped out of college to pursue modelling and needed a side gig to pay the bills while auditioning for gigs.
As usual, I completely supported her decision; in fact, I was the one who got her this sweet gig. My poker buddy Tommy owned the place, and I asked him to take them on as a favour. I doubt he'd have said no anyway, considering Lena and Alanah were drop-dead gorgeous.
As advertised, the place was full of beautiful, big-titted waitresses. As we sat in a corner, I looked around, checking out all the other girls who worked with my daughter. They all seemed to have fantastic bodies and were all wearing skimpy uniforms. Lena was nowhere to be seen, but I spotted Alanah working at another table. I waved to her, and she came over with a cheery smile.
Alanah is a gorgeous blonde, and while I knew she was beautiful, I had never imagined how sexy she was until today. Her Hooters uniform consisted of a pair of tight orange booty shorts, a short white crop top that barely covered her big breasts, and a pair of orange tube socks pulled up over her knees. The outfit hugged her curvy hips and sexy thighs, showing off her perfect bubble butt. Alanah's long, silky blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail, and her huge tits bounced with every step she took towards us. Alanah is Lena's age, 19, and has been best friends with Lena since grade school. Alanah was practically family, but as she bounced over to us for the first time, I couldn't help but notice that she was so damn sexy!
I nudged Luke to point at Alanah and grinned when I saw my son's jaw drop when he saw her. His eyes never left her tits as she rushed in to hug him, pressing her huge tits against his chest before breaking away. She then leaned in, giving me a glorious view down her cleavage as she planted a soft peck on my cheek as well.
"Hey, Mr. Paul. Here for the annual Paul Birthday Bash?" she asked, grinning mischievously. She had come over for our birthday nights several times, so she knew how we liked to celebrate. Her tits bounced enticingly as she leaned over, allowing Luke and I to get a peek down her shirt at her deep cleavage.
"Yup, you know the tradition. We're just waiting for Lena to be done." I answered, letting my eyes roam over Alanah's big tits. I noticed her nipples were poking out through the material of her shirt. She was definitely not wearing a bra.
"I think she's waiting for a couple more tables, and then she's off," Alanah replied, smiling. I wish I could join you guys, but I have a couple of hours left for my shift!"
"You can drop by anytime, Alanah. We'll be up all night anyway. Might be starting movie #3 by the time you are done?" I said, returning her infectious smile. I glanced over at Luke; his eyes were still glued to her cleavage.
"I love how you guys are such a close family! I keep telling Lena that she is so damn lucky." Alanah said, casually reaching up and playing with a strand of hair, "I wish my mom were as cool as you, Mr. Paul."
"Karen's still not talking to you?" I asked. Karen was Alanah's mother. Alanah's father was the pastor at our church, and we played Poker together every Thursday night. He was pretty cool about his daughter working here, but his wife could be a bit uptight.
"Nope. She keeps lecturing me on how indecent I look in this uniform." Alanah replied, gesturing down at her breasts, "I keep telling her the guys love seeing my big tits and ass, and it's good for tips. Dad understands, though."
"Well, that is definitely true; you fill the uniform up quite nicely, Alanah," Luke said, grinning. He was staring directly at her tits now.
"Aww... you're such a sweetheart, Luke," Alanah replied, winking at him. She had always been aware of my son's attraction to her and loved teasing him. She leaned over again, pushing her tits out towards him. "I love wearing this uniform because it really turns the guys on, and I love giving them a show. It's fun."
"Yeah, it is," Luke replied, grinning. I watched as Alanah flirted with my son. He's not a bad looker either; he's tall and well-built from when he was a college quarterback.
"Have you guys ordered yet? Would you like me to take your order?" Alanah asked, "Or would you like to keep staring at my big tits, Luke?"
"Umm...yeah, we'd better order," I said, figuring the least we could do was order something while we waited for Lena.
Once Alanah took our order, she turned around and gave us a heavenly view of her sexy ass swaying as she walked away.