It was exposing the ample, young cleavage of her 34C chest. She was a definite looker with her blonde hair, standing about five-feet-five-inches, and ...all of one-hundred-and-fifteen-pounds. Her waist looked thin in the skirt and it rode up a bit as we sat in my room chatting.It hadn't even dawned on me yet as to her true purpose but I was definitely getting hard while chatting. After a bit, I rose and said, "We should probably get back to the living room or Fred will think we were getting. Sean shrugged, putting his hands around the top of his mug so his ring was again displayed."And if that is the case, I trust you will let us buy you another beer and let us be on our way." They held each other's eyes for a moment. Nodding, the man raised in mug in a toast. Sean did the same."I think we can do business together." Shelly raised hers as well, the three drinking. Once the mugs were back on the table Sean pulled a pad of paper out of his bag. He ripped out a sheet, and slid it. When he finished and was about to take his plate and put it in the sink, his mother grabbed his wrist. He remained in his seat."Matthew, you've been acting really weird ever since we got home and I'm worried about you. What's wrong?" she asked."Nothing's wrong. I'm just tired," he replied. She didn't release him."Please, Matt, you know I can tell when you're hiding something," she said softly. "I just want to help you." I can't tell you this. I'm sorry, I just can't," he said, getting up and. I also found it strange that I felt disappointed that they hadn't. I didn't think about that much until I was showing it to Ted. The brief thought passed through my mind that he might think I was angling to do something with him. I pushed the thought away. The men in the movie didn't do anything more than what I said, other than leaning on each other a couple of times.We watched it and about the time the bunch on the screen started shedding their clothes, Teresa stuck her head around the edge.