It was the first time we’d really had guests in our home. Gordon and his wife, my three people and their significant others, and Jim. He brought a p...easant woman named Dana with him, but none of us figured out what their relationship was or if they actually had one. The ten of them made all kinds of appropriate comments about how lovely our home was and raised a few eyebrows when I introduced my boyfriend and girlfriend.“Oh, like that TV show Three’s Company,” my receptionist Renata said.“Yes,”. She finally said I know I still owe you some money for this months rent then paused . I have also been lost with out my toys too, again there was a pause.I could take care of that for you she said looking back at my crotch. I started unzipping my shorts as she laid back down in front of me. Her tiny hands pulling down my pants,dropping them to the floor.She became fixated on my cock reaching out to put her hands on it. She gasped at the size ,wow she said wrapping her hands around it .She. Do it slowly. Three or four swallows. I want to watch. Do it Brynn. Swallow. Swallow!"I thought I would hurl, but I swallowed a little."You did it? You swallowed some?" Cal asked, his face purpling with lust.I nodded. He patted my head. "Ahhh such a good boy. Love watching a 'girl' swallow my cum. Do it Brynn. Swallow some more."I did as he said and after a few more repetitions, I felt the last of his slimeball slither down into my throat and then further down into me.Cal was filled with. Dad was chief in charge of barbecue and providing middle-aged flirts. Mum was chief host or whip-holder as I joked. Dan was put in charge of drinks and me in charge of nibbles. Let the mission impossible take place!At 1, the sun was at its hottest and all the old farts were in position around the garden table. Middle-aged droning took place, and Dan and I were busy bustling in the kitchen preparing our part of the deal. I’d already taken the liberty of taking a bit to drink beforehand, so I was.