"What the hell, dude?" I was embarrassed by the new girliness of myvoice, but I kept my face stern.He just grinned at me, until I became conscious of ...my state of undress. Imoved my hand to my groin, and started to move my arm to cover mybreasts, but decided against that. They weren't my tits to be bashfulabout."Care to tell me, what the fuck is going on?" I demanded."Thanks, now you ruined it." He sighed but his smirk didn't disappear. "Iwas going to pretend you were just a normal horny girl,. . I needed to know more, ‘Did you notice anything else Mrs Johnson?’ ‘I think it is apt for you to call me my first name since we are sharing intimacies. The answer to your question is absolutely yes. I have know for a long time and I am pleasured by her feelings about me. It gives me a certain thrill to know that when I have left the conference table seat so warm and well worked, because I do an awful lot of moving during conference, that it gives dear Janice so much pleasure. I like that.. He chuckled a little and kissed her forehead.His stomach growled. "It sounds like Gloria's snack-things weren't enough, after all," he said."I'll make you a big breakfast in the morning," she replied, sounding like she was nearly asleep. "You'll have to wait until then."The next day was Wednesday, which meant that it was calendar day for Western Chemical and its quest for an injunction against the SEC impound of its financial statements. Frank was in his office waiting for the news. He knew. He opened it and removed a packet of condoms, and after selecting one he moved over to the bed beside me. He was wearing a pair of black boxer shorts which were well tented out by the promising erection within. He certainly looked a fit lad, a bit skinny, but very young looking, and with only the slightest wisps of ginger hair showing just above his sternum. Likewise, when he pulled down his boxers there was only the slightest fringe of ginger pubes on the topside of his cock and his balls were.