Our Saturday Morning café experience.
As I look directly into her eyes, my hard look started to melt as a weak smile came upon my face and changes the tone of her looks and her sub blushes and bows her head. Others in the café don't notice the small act of submission but her Mistress knew and as she touched her knee gently, her legs parted a little more.
The sub raised her eyes, waiting for a command. The Mistress didn't say a word but looked down to her ankles and the sweet young sub knew then that she had to remove her panties while sitting in the busy café.
Without hesitation she moved her backside to the edge of the seat and wiggled her bum as she placed her hands under her short black dress that her Mistress had picked out the night before for her, along with the red silk french knickers and matching bra, she raised her backside slightly, as she tugged on the knickers as they moved down off of her hips. Then she felt them come loose, and she eased them down over her bum, and down her legs, they fell the last few inches past her knees and then to the floor, she stepped out of them, and discreetly picked them up and handed them to her Mistress.
Her Mistress left them sitting on the table for all to see, then summoned the older waitress over and ordered another coffee for each of them, a flat white and a strong mocha for her sub. The waitress, who looked to be in her late forties, lo at the silk knickers and wet her lips.
The Mistress looked up at her and smiled, and asked her, "You like them?" the waitress smiled back and said, "Oh yes, they look so sexy."
The sub had remained passive not moving or saying a word. Her Mistress took hold of the waitress's hand and asked, "Would you mind ever so much showing my young sub where your bathroom is?" And with those words only, the sub knew what she was to do.