Nic watched as Declan moved up to take his shot and took another drink from his beer. He really did not care too much about who won or lost. They were all friends and just enjoying the time together. He did kind of hope Dec would miss just so Sandra could get back to the table though so he could again get another good view of her ass as she bent over the table to shoot. Dec got in three balls though evening the playing field before missing his third shot. “Slop.” He teased playful when the last ball had gone in purely by dumb luck. Then it was Sandra's turn again and that was what he wanted.<br/><br/>He grinned slightly as she bent over the table, he was not paying any attention to the shot she was lining up as his eyes were once again shamelessly fixed on her ass and creamy bare legs. She rose without taking the shot mentioning the 8 ball and he glanced at the table. “Right, don't want to hit that one just yet.” She lined up a different shot and again he was looking at her and not the balls. Oh, he so wanted to just reach out and grab that sweet, pert little ass. He heard the balls hitting each other and one drop into a pocket and saw her rise turning her back to the table and raising her hand for a high five.<br/><br/>Nic stepped in to give Sandra the high five for the minor celebration but just as their hands were coming together movement on the table caught his eye. The black ball was rolling slowly straight for a pocket and teetered right on the brink. “Oh, yeah nice ...” Their hands touched and “thunk” the ball fell. His hand closed around hers and drew it down to his chest even as his other hand went to her waist turning her to also face the table her back pressed to his front still holding her hand now at her chest. “Oh, Babe. You dropped the 8 anyway. Here I was hoping to watch you run the table dropping our balls one at a time.” He had been hoping to watch her finish the game that way to give more time viewing her bent over the table. “Well that is the one game that you said wouldn't hurt. You wanna go for another or would you rather take this party home?” Oh was all for taking the party to someplace more private than the bar. Maybe then they could have some real and satisfying fun, all four of them.