His bare chest rubbed against my back.I could feel the heat in him as his hot breath hit the back of my neck. The stiff dick in his boxer, my bums. It...was evident that both of us were horny, myself also with an erection. After a shower of kisses, he suddenly asked, “How about an English-style kiss now, dear?”I faced him looking into his eyes and holding his face in my palms, kissed him on the lips softly. He was stunned. But soon we were lip locking and kissing passionately. Sucking each. Hard cock and all. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!?" She yelled. I was frozen. I didn't know what to say or do. "Hi" I said putting on a fake smile. "How was your interview?" I asked trying to calm her down. "Are those my panties?" She asked. "...... yeah" I replied looking down. "James?" She said grabbing my hand. "What?" I said walking out of the closet. "Do you want to have sex with me?" She asked sitting on the bed. "Yeah, is that weird?" I asked. "No, is it weird that I want to have sex. " Okay, as from what Joyce said about you, I think you're a nice guy. We can go out but let's not advertise that we are. That is something our friends don't need to know. Where do you want to go?" Do you like baseball?" I can take it or leave it, why?"The minor league team out here has some night games and they treat baseball as a game and not so much as a business. Would you like to go with me to the game? It should be a fun time. We could get something to eat before the game starts." Give me. In their place, less senior 'friends of Wes' were soon promoted up to fill nearly every important position in the public and private operations of the family business.Soon, the phrase 'Friends of Wes' was just shortened to FoW and it became an open joke throughout the entire company. More and more old friends and trusted former employees of The Boss started to find that it was a good time to move on to greener pastures. Under any other circumstances I'd have left too, but I had my.