Yes, and it's only fair she sees more.

"Sara, I think the waitress saw what you're doing to me."

"So? Are you afraid she'll be jealous?" Sara says as she works into a steady rhythm on my cock.

"Now there's a thought! But, no, I was thinking it's not fair....ohhh... yeah that feels real nice like that." Sara has unzipped my fly and reach her hand into my pants and around my cock while I'm talking.

"You were saying?"

I shake my head to snap out of the trance I'm falling in as the feel of Sara's small warm hand wrapped around my cock drives me wild. "I was saying that it's not fair that no one's trying to get you off in public."

"You're right that doesn't sound fair." Sara takes her other hand and slides it under the table and pulls her skirt up until I can see her black panties next to the smooth white skin of her thighs. "I think you should do something about that."

I take my hand and slide it under the table and drop it into her lap. Sara's smooth firm thigh feels warm to the touch. I work my hand towards he crotch until I feel the smooth satiny panties covering what feels to be a shaved pussy. As I slide my fingers lower across her panties I discover that Sara is already quite wet. I circle my fingers a few times over area of her underwear that covers her clit and get a throaty yet high pitched moan of appreciation from Sara.

At just that moment Mandy, the waitress, clears her throat "Ahhemmm... ", and with that we both jump a little as we realize she is standing right next to the table and must have a pretty clear picture of what we are doing.