As he was pulling his arm back I casually walked over to the other side of the pool table so he could see me. I slowly began to unbutton a couple of t...e buttons on my shirt. It was further than I would normally unbutton. I could see he lost his concentration for the shot and focused on my breasts. I told him I was hot and wanted to cool off, and sorry if I was in the way. I rolled up the bottom of the shirt and tied it into a knot just below my breasts, kind of like the “Daisy Duke” look. He. His actions in fucking her were absolutely animalistic. His contribution in the conversation was automatic without any thought behind the words he uttered. As he was fucking her he felt he might be hurting her by his rough handling of her. However he did not discern any complaint on her part so that any apprehension that he was causing her pain remained a stray thought in his mind. That stray thought though was in actuality the only substantive consideration that registered in his brain during. "Well you two do your consultation while this old man picks up his handsome grandson for a boys night out." God I hope it's not bar hopping," I said smiling."Not tonight, tonight it's lazer tag or something equally fun," he said making a face. Then he walked out the door."So, are you ready to see the images," she asked."Can we see them while we eat? I really am starved," I suggested."Sure I have them on my laptop. I can project them on the big screen in the sales office," she said."Good, bring. Her mouth closed around the digits and she sucked, salivating around the clean slightly salty taste of him. It was so intimate and invasive along with his crushing bodily presence that she buckled a little at the knees. “That’s it, Brooke. Now undo the flies of my trousers. That’s ‘pants’ to you. Find out what’s waiting.”She insinuated a hand between their bodies, compelled by some understated power in his voice. Jesus, he was bulging fit to split a seam, like whatever in there was bursting to.