They order drinks first.

She sits, feeling his hand caress over her knee, quickly trailing upwards until she can feel the tips of his fingers flicking at the hem of her dress. She glances down her body, over the swell of her breasts, seeing under the table and his hand there, casually placed against her thigh. Even as she watches, it moves slowly upwards and disappears under her dress.

"Can I get you any drinks" a female voice spoken from above, making her jump in surprise, but he seems not to notice as his hand remains under her dress, so close to where her thighs met, to where her heat is pouring from her.

"Any preference Felicity?" he asks with such ease, "or shall I order some wine for us both?" She tries to reply, her lips parting as if she is about to agree with his suggestion, but even as the word is about to leave her lips, his fingers move again, and this time don't stop until their tips are pressing so gently against her now naked pussy.

"Sorry young lady, I didn't quite get that" he speaks softly, as if she had simply not been very clear, as if he wasn't in that moment pressing against her clit, right under the waitress' nose. Again she tries to speak and again as she does he applies a little more pressure between her thighs, thighs that have spread for him.

"Cat seems to have got her tongue" he laughs to the waitress, "why don't we just have a bottle of Château Climens, that should go with whatever we decide to eat." The waitress smiles at them both, nodding agreement, her eyes seeming to Felicity to linger a moment longer than necessary on her, making her sure that the waitress knows exactly what is happening beneath the table.

"I'll be right back with that for you, take your time choosing your food won't you" she adds, again making Felicity sure that she knows. As soon as the waitress is far enough away Felicity looks at him, her eyes feeling so wide, mouth parted in both shock and pleasure as he continues to caress her very sensitive pussy.

"God, she knew, she knew" Felicity whispers in shock, trying so hard to keep her voice steady, but she can hear a slight breathlessness even as she speaks.

"And?" he asks with a grin, and suddenly his fingers push again between her thighs, entering her, making her bite her lip to stop the loud moan she so desperately needs to emit.