Cutting a piece of her sausage, she forked it neatly and leaned over the table to offer it to him, knowing as she did so that the neckline of her dress fell loosely away and gave him a view down the front of her dress all the way to the tiny bow that graced the elastic on her lacy knickers, the only thing she was wearing under the dress. She gave him a long moment to get an eyeful before pressing the sausage to his lips with a wink.
"It's good. But no, I think I'll stick to my sausage for now."
She noticed some of the other patrons looking too, but just gave them a saucy toss of her hair since it had fallen forward when she'd bent over.
If anyone had asked, not that they would but if they had, she'd tell them she wanted to be sure that after dinner there were no detours on the way home.