Even though they had been dancing around the issue all day and evening, there had still been a concern in Parker’s mind that Brooke had been as serious in her flirting as he had not been in his.  After all, he had dated her daughter in the not so distant past, and it was impossible to say what kind of effect that could have had, no matter how attracted to each other that they were.  After the way she kissed him back though, all of those worries were quickly replaced by an overwhelming desire, something he could feel flowing back into him from everywhere their bodies touched.<br/><br/>After his glib remark, and her response, Parker had no time to say anything more as Brooke pulled him into another kiss, this one even more passionate than the one before, and enough for him to have little desire to speak anyway.  Slipping eagerly between her long, shapely legs, Parker groaned into the kiss as her jean clad sex ground fervently against the front of his suit pants, making him harder by leaps and bounds.<br/><br/>Reaching down, Parker grabbed at Brooke’s firm ass quickly, only to find her already up and on the edge of the counter, so instead he reached up to cup the back of her neck, tilting it so that he could deepen their already lustful kiss.  Unable to reach under her tight blouse, Parker was forced to take an over the clothes route, finding and kneading at last the breasts that had filled his mind for hours.  Indeed, when again he was forced to breathe, it was still the first thing on his mind.<br/><br/>“God, I have been thinking of this all day…” He groaned when he broke away from her lips, his own immediately going to her long neck.  Nuzzling and kissing, Parker worked his way down towards Brooke’s impressive cleavage, working her body down and back on the counter.  “You are so hot…” He murmured as he kissed the tops of her breasts, reaching between them to unsnap her jeans.  Dinner had been good, but Parker was ready for some dessert.