I swear I wasnt staring. Ok maybe I was. But not that hard. And not in that way. At least not at first. Not until she smiled at me.

We had just been seated. She was at one of the booths. Taking the order of an elderly couple. Yes I confess. My eyes were drawn to her skirt. Her pantylines were visible. But they werent obscene. They werent digging into her flesh. Even though the skirt was skin tight. Her panties were perfect. They were symmetrical. They equally covered a half of each cheek. It was amazing.

Then she bent over. I think she dropped her pen. She looked behind herself. Something that she probably did regularly. Just to see who was checking her out. Well. This time it was me. But her eyes swept past me. She focused on the table of guys. They were checking her out too. It seemed to delight her. Her face lit up with a sexy smile. She picked up the pen. Then straightened herself up.

On her way up she glanced my way. She saw me staring at her. Her eyes locked with mine. She smiled at me. When I didnt turn away she gave me a wink. I blushed. Then lowered my head. When I looked back she was gone. All thoughout dinner we exchanged glances. But I also caught her staring at the guys too. Thats a shame. She was a cutie.