As I'd expected, both Naz and Seff were about and looking extremely busy ... even before they saw me. In fact the office was pretty much as I'd left i..., except that Naz had sort of expanded his workspace across both my and Debbie's desks, occupying the space with some large format print outs of code models - all heavily annotated, I noticed - while Seff's desk had accumulated a variety of accessories - in trays, pen holders, etc - which somehow managed to look simultaneously professional and. There’s still two miles to go.”I nodded my assent, and started picking up my pace. It was hard, but I restrained myself from kicking harder as I passed the occasional runner.At mile 25 Marge gave me the okay to run as hard as I felt comfortable, and as I did I noticed that Marge kept right up with me with seemingly little effort. My fragile male ego took a little hit, but I just kept going.“Go, Steve, go!” Marge cried out as we passed Mile 26 and she started running away from me. I was. She told him not to make a sound he was in shock ,and could not comprehend what was happening never mind talk he felt the cold steel of the knife run down his spine she cut off his briefs threw them away like a used kleenx .He felt her legs slid over his back straddling him she grabbed the hair on the back of his head with one hand, his cock and balls with the other.She squeezed his balls slowly at fist it felt good until she squeezed his balls it felt like they would burst in her vise like. Matt welcomed us and showed us around taking us to our room to put our belongings up. We sat in the back and had some drinks and caught up on old times and what we had been doing over the past decade. Matt had never married and teased that nobody could compare to Deb. Deb liked the attention and we had a good time re-acquainting ourselves. By the time evening came we were like we were before Matt had moved away. Deb and I went to bed early tired from our long drive. The next morning we woke up.