Yes, Hop to it

"Okay sis, mom and aunt Jen left with the car to confirm our hotel reservations, so lets get to work", with that said Liz reached over to the counter and handed me a full tray, sending me over to the only occupied table in the place. I didn't know whether I was happy or disappointed to see the obviously older man and what looked to be his teenage grandson.

Having to hold the tray with both hands, I knew that there was no way I could cover my pussy lips while approaching the table. Taking two steps forward, I paused and looked back, only to see four phones pointing back at me. Seeing I would have no help from them, I walked over to the table.

As the sound of my footsteps approached, the old man continued reading his newspaper, but the young brunet - looking more like a college student now that I was closer - glanced up from his phone and back down again. Then, furrowing his brow, he looked up again from the low booth seat, looking right at my chest. With heat in my veins, I realized that he could see my nipples.

Somehow, I continued walking up to the table, even as his eyes travelled down from my hard nipples, and past my waist. With my arms raised from holding the tray and the hem already above my lips, I knew he had an unobstructed view of my pussy. Reaching the table, I stood before the two men, one still occupied reading and the other looking in wonder between my tits and lower lips.

Swinging the tray to one side, I slightly widened my legs to balance. I heard the wet squelch as my outer lips opened at the move. A sharp inhale from my audience told me he had heard it too. Not knowing what to say, I stood there, getting hotter and wetter the longer this guy not much older than me stared between my legs.

Finally the silence was broken, the old man barely glancing up at me ordered, "just put it there", gesturing with his head toward the open space on the table. As they both sat at the edges of the booth, the only empty space was toward the center, needing me to lean across the table.

Seeing that the table was lower than my height in the heels, I knew leaning forward would leave me with my uncovered ass in the air. Licking my dry lips I slowly leaned forward with the tray, stretching over the little space. While his table mate flipped through his paper, the brunette never took his eyes off me.

He was in the perfect position to see when the top of the dress surrounded to the **** of my heaving tits. As I placed the food from the tray on the table, my breasts sprung out of the dress. Led by my almost painfully hard nipples, the weight of my breasts pushed the top into a single line of weight tickling their undersides. I was now essentially topless.

I stood there, stretched across a table in a public place, tits out and my ass and pussy totally exposed. It was almost too much, I felt my legs start to shake. Before I could scream myself to an orgasm stretched out before two strangers, I felt two arms pulling me back. It was Amy!

While the other girl I still didn't know the name of carried two large cups to the table, I only saw the young brunet peeking around her, taking a last look at my tits and pussy. Spinning me around, I was sure Amy also gave him a good look at my ass as she lead me away, to the new 'shooting destination'.