It doesn't seem so

Taking a deep breath, I slowly removed my now wet fingers, put my legs together and turned around. I was surprised to see that the three girls behind me were still busy choosing camera angles and placing trays and other props. I was torn between being relieved and disappointed that they hadn't seen me.

Walking towards them on shaky legs, I took up a couple wet wipes from a box conveniently on one of the tables. Quickly cleaning my pussy juices off my fingers and with a quick glance around, my thighs, I then dropped it into a bin.

Finally cooling down from my latest exposure, i was ready when they finally called me over. They had set up on a table directly before the name of the restaurant, sensible if this was for advertising purposes.

For the next couple of minutes I was confused by the pictures they seemed to take, even when sitting on top of the table, considerately spread with a table cloth where I could rest my naked pussy, all the shots seemed to be of my face and my arms holding trays or kitchen utensils.

I started to doubt my earlier thoughts. Maybe Liz didn't see it as a problem showing just a little of my pussy on the internet. Most of those people would never share it with others. But a restaurant promotion would reach more people, probably even people we knew. Sure, these girls and one guy saw my pussy, but all the pictures they were showing now had just a hint of my nipples, you probably wouldn't see them.

Of course, I would find out later that i was only paying attention to one phone taking pictures, not the others, but in that moment I was relaxed and joking, even taking time to pose with the other girls. Other than Amy, I learned our first waitress was Kelly and the assistant manager was Renee.

In the process I was no longer so hyperaware of my exposed pussy, I was preoccupied by the fun atmosphere. It seemed all too soon that Liz was calling out that she saw mom's car. Since Kelly had closed up earlier, after the last two customers had left, she handed Liz the keys to the door and told her to go meet them, while they let me get changed.

While Liz bounced off I helped the others to quickly clean up the rooftop and then I turned to Amy expectantly, thinking she would lead me back to my clothes.