Three Men For The CEO

Thehotcoach

Chapter 2: The hot coach.

~ Emily ~

The door opened.

It was Asher. “Emily, darling,” he looked at me, then at Silas. We were both dressed already.

“Why did you lock the door?” He asked.

My breath caught. “I…..l…was.”

“Welcome sir,” Silas interrupted. “I came to give this file to ma'am, I locked the door by mistake while coming in. I’m not used to it.”

He just saved me.

“Oh, good thing I brought my spare key,” Asher said. “how are you, Silas?”

“I’m very well sir,” Silas answered.

“You both know each other?” I asked in surprise.

Asher flinched. I couldn’t really tell why he did that.

“Yes, baby,” Asher answered. “I conducted his interview, remember?”

I nodded. “That makes sense.”

“I’ll take my leave now, sir,” Silas said.

“Yeah, sure.”

He left and shut the door behind him.

“Baby, what brings you here?” I asked. “You said you were going to the site.

“I just got back from the site, I thought to come pick you up for lunch.”

“Wow… that’s very tough, I’m starving.”

“Anything for my darling wife,” he said.

The word darling wife sounded like a bullet for the first time ever because I had just cheated, and this would have to go on for a long time.

I cleared my desk and picked up my bag. “I think I’ll love to go home from lunch, what do you think?”

“That’s great, you’re the boss anyway.

He opened the door and we left.

Silas kept staring at us as we walked out. I couldn’t help but look away so Asher doesn’t suspect anything.

We got to the restaurant, Asher pulled a chair back for me to sit and he sat as well. As we started digging into our meal, I noticed Asher was staring at me like he had something to say. I was confused, but I focused on the food.

“So, baby,” he said. “What do you think about him?”

“Him, who?”

“Silas,” he said. “The new employee.”

I thought of the way Silas handled my p***y in the office. “He’s great.”

Asher stared at me weirdly.

“I mean he’s a great employee,” I said. “He does his job well, no complaints about him yet.”

“Hmm, that’s cool,” he said. “I know how much you love it when people are competent in their jobs.”

A few minutes later, a young man walked into the restaurant in gym clothes. He was so good looking, sexy and hot. I could see his packs from his shirt, and his huge d**k from his tight pants.

I couldn’t help but imagine his d**k inside me, his big hand around my waist.

“Baby,” Asher called out.

I didn’t answer because I was lost in my thoughts. He was behind Asher, so Asher didn’t see him.

“Emily,” he tapped me.

“Yes, I’m right here.

“I was thinking of doing something to help us:”

I sat up. “Help us?”

“Yeah, something to make me do better in bed,” he said. “I want to be able to satisfy you.”

“Okay….what are you thinking?”

“s*x coach.”

“s*x coach?”

“Yes, Emily,” he said. “I think we need it.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I said. “We can’t just involve a stranger into this. It’s a personal issue.”

“I know,” he said. “But we need to get help.

“No, we can’t get a coach.”

“Emily, please….we need this. Okay, you’ll meet with him, if you still don’t want it after meeting him I’ll let him go.

“You already have someone?” I said. “We already have enough staff I have to pay, in the office and at home. Now you want us to get a s*x coach?”

“I know, but money isn’t the problem for you Emily,” he said. “You own a big multimillion-dollar company, you can pay him. It’s for our own good.

“Invite him over tomorrow,” I said. “I need to see him first.”

“Thank you, baby.”

“Don’t get so excited, I haven’t accepted yet.

~~~

The next day at 5PM, I and Asher where in the living room. I left the office early today, while Asher was already back from work.

“Why is he taking so long?”

“He’s on his way, Emily.”

“I hate lateness,” I said. “This is a bad first impression!”

“Please be nice, Emily,” Asher said. “He will be here soon.”

Just as I was about to speak again, a knock came in at the door.

Asher stood up to get it.

Welcome, Mr Oliver,” Asher said. I sat behind the table with coffee in my hand like I was about to conduct an interview.

Asher and the coach walked into the living room

My breath caught.

It was the same guy. The sexy gym guy. The one from the restaurant.

I felt something weird move in my stomach. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was so hot, I could see his huge chest and packs from his tight shirt.

As they both walked towards me, I put on the boss's face again. “You’re late,” I said.

“Car issues,” Oliver said. “Sorry about that.”

“I hate lateness. It shows incompetence,” I said.

“It won’t happen again, ma’am.”

Asher stepped forward. “Baby, let’s get to why we’re here. Oliver met Emily, my beautiful wife. Emily,” Asher said and looked toward Oliver. “Meet Oliver, the s*x coach.”

“Hello, Mrs Emily,” Oliver said.

“Nice to meet you, Mr Oliver.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

“So, how good are you at this?” I asked. “My husband said you’ve trained a lot of couples.”

“Yes, I’m a great s*x coach,” he said. “Every couple I work with always testify of the magic my coaching did to their marriage, you wouldn’t regret this.”

“That’s nice,” I said. “How much do you charge?”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“How long you want me to stay,” he said. “$200 per hour.”

“Okay, money isn’t a problem for me,” I said. “As long as you’re good, I’ll pay you well.”

“So, when do we start?” Asher asked.

“We can start today if you want,” Oliver said. “The choice is yours.”

“Today then,” I said.

“Step forward Mrs Emily,” he said. “Stand in front of your husband.”

I stood in front of Asher, while Oliver stood in front of me.

“Strip.”

“What?” Asher said. “Is she going to go naked In front of you?”

“I’m doing my job, Mr Asher,” he said. “Strip, now.”