OSHA Railing

"...so, looking at that contingency line, Kathleen, it feels a little lean for a project of this complexity, wouldn’t you agree? Especially with the custom millwork specified in the architectural drawings." Hank said, while pounding into Sarah's pussy.

His nubile wife's pussy felt fantastic. Even after... however many years it was, of marriage, Hank still felt a thrill of thinking of this gorgeous woman bent over the conference table as his wife.

"That was one of my initial thoughts as well, Hank. The pre-con team has it pegged at five percent, which is our standard, but given the intricate nature of the design and the potential for shop drawing revisions, I’m hesitant. We’ve seen those costs balloon on similar high-end residential projects." Kathleen said, grunting in between sentences as she railed her associate Leon slamming strap-on into his ass harder and harder.

"Exactly!" Hank said, practically shouting out the word as Sarah clenched her tight pussy on his dick. "And this St. James Tower bid is on a whole different scale. The sheer volume of materials alone… have you had a chance to look at the projected material costs, particularly the specialty stone they're calling for?"

Hank dug his fingers into Sarah's hips, amazed at how she still looked so young and fit after helping him raise Joey.

Not that Hank could really take the credit. Up until today, he hadn't really respected his son. Joey was always a scrawny, had never been interested in 'outside' activities with Hank, had always been on some damn videogame something-or-other with those Japanese boys who looked so effeminate. He had been nervous the boy would die a virgin.

Now though?

When Joey had called his mother, Hank had first been enraged that the boy was interrupting an important all-hands meeting. Then he'd been mortified when Sarah had put him on speaker for everyone to hear.

Now though?

Hank realized Joey had known exactly what he was doing. His words had been an eye opener, not only to him, but to the whole office. A message that they had needed to hear. Now they were all very sex positive. The realized sex is okay whenever, and wherever it happens as long as it is legal and consensual. In a moment they all lost any hang-ups around sex or sexuality.

It had been so freeing. Without Joey, Hank would never have been able to have a meeting while watching his wife's big, exposed, breasts rubbing against the smooth polished wood of Conference Room C. He probably would have even been embarrassed to see his coworker sodomize one of her staffers. All that prudishness seemed so useless now.

"I haven't gotten a chance to look at those yet, hold on. Let me just… catch my breath. You’re trying to wear me out before we even talk numbers!" Kathleen said, and Hank looked up to see beads of sweat forming running down her curly hair, glistening against her dark skin in the flourescent lighting of the room. "I have had a quick look. The initial quotes seem reasonable, but they're dated. We need to factor in potential price increases between now and when we actually start purchasing. And are those quotes locked in, or are they just estimates?"

Sarah licked her lips as she looked across the room at the stunningly thick black women making Leon her bitch. Had she always been this competitive? Had Hank's own sexual illiteracy kept him from getting to know his own wife? If it weren't for Joey his marriage, maybe his whole company, could have fallen apart. It was hard not to feel grateful, but balls deep in his wife wasn't the time to think about his son. After all, he a job to do. Or two.

"Just estimates at this point." Hank said, stopping for a moment to keep himself from cumming. Sarah wasn't the only competitive one in the family. There was no way Kathleen was going to get her new fuckbuddy to cum before he made his wife reach completion. He reached one hand around Sarah and start to play with her clit. She screamed so loud two of the women watching the meeting from outside gave whoops of encouragement. "We wouldn’t finalize any supplier agreements until after the bid is awarded. But your point is crucial. We need to build in a buffer for potential material inflation."

"You’re killing me, Hank. You've never brought your A-Game to budget meetings like this! I'm so glad we all saw the light!" Kathleen said, those last words coming out as a whine as she leaned her head back tearing into Leon's ass harder and harder. "Based on current market trends and the projected timeline… oof… I’d feel more comfortable with an additional three to five percent contingency specifically for key materials like the stone and any custom metals."

Kathleen smirked across the table at Hank, and gave Leon's ass a hark smack. Hank had always been an asshole to her. Probably because he hadn't been able to see how beautiful a full-bodied black queen could be. He had always thought fat women were ugly. He was so ashamed of how stupid he had been. But he wasn't going to let his regrets stop him from making his wife orgasm while finalizing the financial details of this newest bid.

"Okay, that makes sense. What about the labor side?" Hank said his finger pressing harder and moving faster as he teased his wife stiffening clit. "The project is estimated to take over two years. Are we confident in our current wage projections for that duration? "

"That’s another area of concern." Kathleen said, panting now. "Our current projections use our standard escalation rates, but we need to consider potential union negotiations that could occur during that period. Have we factored in any potential increases there?"

"Not specifically. The project management team hasn’t flagged any immediate concerns, but it’s a valid-"

Before he could finish Sarah pushing her pussy against his thrusting cock, her back arching, as she let out a long, loud, scream of ecstatic release. Hank was about to gloat to Kathleen as he readied himself to give her another orgasm, but Leon soon joined in, the younger man's cock shooting out ropes of cum.

Several of the onlookers erupted in cheers, or their own orgasms, or both.

Work had never been better. But they were probably going to need to invest in a few more janitors.