The waitress moves her body closer to Felicity, almost pinning her against the wall, the older woman’s breasts pressing softly into her smaller chest. She seems totally unconcerned that there are still a few diners present, all of whom can surely see what is happening against the wall.
“Yeah, such a wet little slut aren’t you” the waitress whispers as she moves her mouth against Felicity's ear. “Gonna cum for me and let him watch are you?” Her voice is almost shaking with pleasure as she drives three fingers deep, over and over into her, both their bodies bouncing in time with the motion of her arm that is pressed between the two.
Felicity looks again over the waitress’ shoulder, seeing him still casually sitting there, as if nothing unusual is happening just a few meters away, sipping at his coffee as he watches. Her eyes flick further around the room, and is almost relieved that she can only see part of the room, the rest obscured behind the waitress’ head. But what she can see shocks her, as she spots an older couple, both of whom seem to have turned their chairs around so they can face where the action is happening. The couple don’t look in any way disgusted by what they can clearly see is happening. In fact Felicity gets a clear impression that they are both enjoying the free show, and she's sure that the woman’s hand is rubbing in the guy’s lap as they sit side by side.
“Ah, can someone else see us?” the waitress asks as she catches the look of shock in Felicity's gaze. “Bet it’s the Wilson’s” she adds as she glances back briefly, “yeah, thought so, dirty fuckers.”
“You mean.. they… but…” Felicity just can’t get the words out, trying to take in that no one else here seems to see anything unusual in one of the staff having a customer pinned against the wall with her hand under her dress!
“Yeah, they love watching, maybe we should give them a little more to watch?”
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