Shannon appreciated the attention as well and was actually quite used to it. With a pair of 42Es announcing her entrance to any room it was difficult for most men, and most women, not to stare. She usually smiled at the attention and found it entertaining to have a conversation with someone who only spoke to her tits. At 37 with children of her own, she knew that she still had it going on. Standing 5’10” tall she was something of an amazon. Her figure was curvy and she sported a mane of curly red hair. With the red hair also came the creamy white skin which was prone to easily burn in the summer. Over the years her skin had freckled on her shoulders, back, and face a little.
Proud of her carrot top Shannon went to lengths to keep her bush neatly trimmed but did not go bald. She would wax it into a tight strip for swimsuit season. Part of her pride in her pigmentation included a bit of naughty pride in always going commando. Shannon owned no panties and only covered her kitty when wearing a bathing suit. Shannon further thrilled in occasionally giving a client a little flash on the rare occasion he was not staring at her melons.
On that first encounter in Shannon’s office she was wearing a pencil skirt and white transparent blouse over a chemise halter. The tight skirt did not afford the opportunity to show off her beaver but Dale clearly appreciated the view up top. Later, while touring the third property of the day, Shannon had caught him staring at her girls and had leaned in smiling and saying, “Maybe take a picture. It will last longer!”
At that Dale had chuckled and immediately scrambled for his smart phone, whipping it out and snapping a picture of Shannon while his wife Sue waddled along in front of them poking in closets.
Shannon had giggled then engaged him in response taking every opportunity to pose for her client while his wife wandered the house.
As the day went on, the three going from house to house on the list Shannon had drawn up, Shannon had made an effort to give Dale more to see, loosening the buttons on her sheer top and making an effort to angle herself by bending or stretching so he could get some good angles on her massive rack. Shannon really enjoyed the game and knew from experience in the property business what sales was really about.
As the day wore on Shannon gave Dale more and more to look at. At one point even leaning over in a hallway and pulling her top down giving him a three quarters view of her jugs. During all this horseplay Sue went about the houses and Shannon was nearly certain the woman was not oblivious to the flirtation. In fact, it seemed Sue was just happy to not have to entertain Dale so she could focus on finding the features she needed in a house.
The game continued off and on until they got to the last on the list for the day. Dale and Shannon were waiting in the kitchen, Sue upstairs somewhere looking at rooms. Both Dale and Shannon were fiddling with their smart phones. Shannon was reading emails and checking social media but Dale, was browsing the album of photos he took. Shannon looked up when he held up his phone and said, “Man, I would PAY to see those!”