Before all of the problems started surfacing, the plan called for us to complete Stage 1 in less than a year. The schedule is now showing that we will...not begin Stage 2 for at least three years. The schedule also indicated that for planning purposes, further schedule slips should be anticipated. I was told that the people involved in doing the work are looking for ways to reduce the slippage. I interpret what I’ve seen and heard to mean no one has a reasonably accurate estimate for when we will. We were discussing her love of giving head one evening, post-coital and fuelled by wine. I have to admit I do like to analyse why people enjoy what they enjoy. Particularly where sex is concerned. I tried to get her to explain what it was about sucking a guys cock that she enjoyed so much.Was it the thought that he was getting a lot of pleasure and that she was providing that pleasure? She was very insistent that that was not the reason and that she actually physically enjoyed the feel of a. I told him about my job and my new partnership."You're kidding?" Michael said, with a broad smile on his face. "Our contractor had a heart attack last month. We have been trying to find a new one."I immediately sat upright. "Well, we could definitely help in that matter." Seems like we could help each other," Michael smiled as we started to talk. ~ ~ ~ "I'm sorry," Hope said as we walked out of the party."It's okay," I said as I held her close to me, my arm wrapped around her waist."I don't. Since then, Emily was alone and frustrated more often than not. She enjoyed a few occasional sexual encounters but never allowed herself to really explore anything new. It seemed that her limited experiences while married had somehow made her afraid to try new things. Despite her fear, she was increasingly fascinated with her group sex fetish. She soon found places online where she could discuss her obsession with others who shared it. Many of them even sent Emily explicit photos of themselves.