“Just like mine, except my Mum and Dad each own five percent, and the other ninety is in trust for me.”“Like I said, she’s my agent and manage... and gets twenty per cent commission on my earnings. And a salary as CEO of the company.”“My Dad does the same for me, except that he’s not actually my agent, my agent is James Gordon in LA, my Dad acts as his agent in the UK.”“Do you think your LA agent would take me on as a client?” she asked.“Well, how about, when we get back to the hotel, we give him. I immediately felt how exposed I was in that little thong. I was not naked. I was worse off. I was exposed and feminized. It was the first time I felt how women must feel crawling onto a bed to please their mates. I was a little uncomfortable with that, so I quickly turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. I waited.The wait for my wife was not long, but it was long enough to entice me to rub myself through the panties. They were amazingly soft and sensual against my throbbing manhood and I. "Well, first we need some rum and maybe a bottle of Jack, and then a couple of items to help the party along after Nadia shows up."I've never cared for alcohol and I certainly didn't see any need for it. "Why do we need rum and Jack?"She looked over at me before answering. "You don't seem to strike me as the beer type."Maybe I should've elaborated, "I ... I've never had alcohol. I've never wanted it. It seems the intent for tonight is pretty well understood."She smiled and even laughed quietly. I tried the knob, but the door had been locked from the inside. That pissed me off just a tad. It was my office and I hadn't given anyone permission to use it and whoever it was had the gall to lock me out. I got my keys out of my pocket, unlocked the door, opened it and walked into my office.Kayla was lying on her back on my desk and her legs were up on the shoulders of Roger from Accounting and Roger was busy pounding into her pussy. Kayla saw me, "Oh shit! Damn it Frank, I told you to lock.