Jason and Roseanne had finished all the background checks for the 200 potential employees that we were going to need at M&M. That was what the Michiga... and Minnesota colleges were being called.While Jason and Curtis talked legal matters I read the applications and reports. Roseanne had sent a duplicate packet to Mable, Eric's secretary, for DHS to pass opinion on. I was not going to spend a lot of time on the folder until we received an approval list from DHS.The second folder had the final. .your folks don't get home till late. We gonna fuck all damn day...' I turned to Daniel and tried to plead with him '...we can't do nothing like that here, some one might come home early and catch us. You've got to leave...' Daniel looked at me and tossed his coat over to the sofa and said '..than we better get busy if you don't want to get caught, cause I'm gonna get some of that tight ass today...' Trying to figure away out, I realized their was no way out. Dejected to my plight I looked at. You are my property now. I’m gonna bring the others from the office over to fuck you in front of your husband. Hubby’s gonna watch his wife become Jasmine’s personal whore. Now get your cunt over here and beg for a good fucking”I sat in shock as I watched my complete stranger of a wife start begging to be fucked.“Please fuck me master Jasmine. Please fuck me in front of my husband. Show him how much more of a man you are. Show him how a woman is really supposed to be fucked”“Fine slut, climb on. Mia was jolly athletic and had been super fast on her mega racing bike on Saturday. And she did seriously seem to have it in for Mohammad. Oh, she and Paul were looking searchingly at her.“Shall we meet at that café afterwards?” Grace pointed. “Or we can phone.” She said it definitely enough that they had to either accept it or outright call Mohammad some kind of dangerous pervert. Which he wasn’t, obviously.“Okay,” said Mia reluctantly, while Paul nodded agreeably.Mo set off, leaving Grace to.