I called a meeting of the project managers and laid down a few guidelines for keeping a project on track. I stressed the importance of planning and no... letting any of the other contractors on the project upset your plan.Brenda called me from our other company for some things that needed my attention so I drove to her office. Once I got there I knew that I would have to spend the rest of the day and part of the evening there to help estimate two new projects that were closely tied to each other.. It didn’t take long for the pair of them to build up a rhythm as they both fucked me. Her in my arse, him in throat. Every time she thrust forward so would he, the end result being that with every thrust he was forcing himself further down my gullet while she forced her strap on deeper into my bowels. When I agreed to a threesome I didn’t for a moment think I would be the one being spit roasted. The humiliation and shame I was feeling at the situation I was in was overwhelming, this combined. Mom and Dad had always been there. Dad worked for an electronics firm somewhere in San Diego. He wore a suit to work and did something in an office. I don't know what he did but he seemed to like it. He and I were never really close but got along OK.Mom was always there for us. She never had a paying job (she and Dad got married out of high school), but she did a lot of volunteer work for the Scouts, PTA events, lots of stuff at church. She always made sure she was home when we got back from. He often tells me about his ideas for the business." I'm afraid I haven't seen your husband," said Alex. "Is there anything I can do for you, Ma'am?"Alex immediately cursed himself. He'd tried so hard to suppress an honorific title that he knew was totally inappropriate, but the young woman giggled. She obviously didn't mind his mistake."Just call me Zara," she said. "Look, I don't want to waste your time but could we just check the offices to be sure he isn't here somewhere?" Erm..." said Alex.