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I go and sit in the booth across from Sara. Soon after I'm sitting down our waitress shows up. Our waitress is quite the looker, wavy dark hair and dark eyes. She's a little on the short side but that only accentuates the size of her breasts which seem to be just barely contained in a threadbare grey T-shirt. Below the shirt a few inches fairly firm stomach are visible. She has a fairly typical waitress duty belt resting on a curvy hips encased in what look to be tight, black volleyball shorts. I'm beginning to like this restaurant.

"Hi, I'm Mandy, I'll be your waitress. What can I get for you?"

As I just take Mandy in, Sara speaks up "I'll just have the chef's salad and a water."

Mandy turns to me. "And what can I get for you?"

It takes me a second to realize she's talking to me and that I should stop staring her impressive chest. I look up and make eye contact and see that Mandy has an eyebrow raised. "Ahh sorry.. I'll have the same."

"Thank you, I'll get those orders in and be back in a bit with your drinks." With that she turns and walks away. As she turns and I watch Mandy's large but firm looking ass walk away.

"Ahem... If you'll excuse me I'm going to head to the restroom." Sara gets up and heads to the Ladies' Room, and of course I watch her tight little ass sway under her short skirt as she goes. As turns the corner towards the restrooms Sara reaches her hands down and quickly flips her skirt up give me a very brief view of pink polka dotted panties covering a butt that is even nicer than I had suspected. I quickly glance to her face and see smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye before she disappears around the corner.

I look around the bar just trying to pass the time until Sara comes back. The bar is not especially busy given that this is the lunch hour, with nothing and no one especially interesting to watch. Getting a little bored I wonder how much longer Sara will be and I glance back over towards the restrooms. I see Sara and Mandy talking, maybe even whispering, both of them occasionally glancing over at me. I wonder what that's about. They stop talking and Sara heads back over to the table.

The rest of lunch passes uneventfully and Sara and I head back to work.

During the ride back to work Sara asks me what I thought of the restaurant.

"It was seemed nice, but it didn't really seem to be doing much business."

"It's really a much better bar than a restaurant, actually I go their in the evenings a lot, it's a fun place." As Sara says this she once again places her hand on my thigh. "I live close so it's also very convenient. You should let me take you there sometime."

"Yeah, that could be fun."

"Oh Great!," she says while tightening her grip my thigh, and causing my member to swell. "Actually I'll probably be going there tonight if you want to join me."

"I don't know, it's a week night and I want to be at my best, with this being my first week and all."

"Hmmm.... well maybe I can convince you later." As she says this we turn into the parking lot at work, bumping over the curb. As we do Sara's hand inches up my thigh getting dangerously close to my quickly growing erection. "But right now I have a quick meeting to get to." She gets up out of the car and then turns and bends over and looks back through the door, giving me a view down her cleavage that seems to go on forever. "I'll find you later, we can get some more done, and I can work on getting you out for some fun tonight" She smiles at me and then turns and hurries away.