Three Men For The CEO

A massage to remember

Chapter 4: A Massage To Remember.

~ Emily ~

“Wow, Emily,” Asher said.

I was dumbfounded. Speechless. I hung up the call immediately, my hands were shaking.

“I ... .was….,” I stuttered.

“I feel betrayed,” Asher said.

My stomach dropped. “I know,” I said. “I didn’t mean to hurt….”

“You didn’t tell me before leaving the room,” he cut me off. “You’re having coffee without me, I feel betrayed,” he laughed.

I was surprised. He didn’t hear me talking to Oliver on the phone. I exhaled quietly.

“Coffee, yes, I was about to make yours as well,” I said.

“You made this coffee yourself?” He asked. “I hope you didn’t fire Nancy, lady boss.”

I laughed. It sounded shaky. “No, I didn’t,” I answered. “I just felt like making coffee myself. Besides, I’m not going to the office today.”

“Cool,” he walked close to me and rinsed a coffee mug. “I also want to have some, can I?”

“Yeah, off course,” I coughed.

“Baby, are you okay?”

“Yes, yes… I’m fine,” I said. “Here you go.” I poured out coffee into his mug. We both sat in the kitchen and began to have coffee, then my phone rung.

Oliver.

Asher looked at my phone before I could hide it. “Is that….”

“Yeah,” I said. “I guess he wanted to ask how the coaching was.” I didn’t answer the phone.

“Come on,” he said. “Pick up the phone.”

“No, I’ll just call him… later,” I said. “Let’s enjoy our coffee.”

A few hours after we had coffee and breakfast, I texted Oliver to send his residential address. He replied 10 minutes later.

I and Asher were in the bedroom, he was laying on the bed while I sat on the couch. “Baby,” I said. “I’m sorry but I’ll have to leave for work.”

“What?” He said. “But you were not supposed to go to the office today.”

“I know, baby,” I said. I have some investors coming today. They wanna meet the CEO.”

“Yeah, right, lady boss,” he said. “You want me to come with you?”

I flinched.

“No, it’s….it’s fine,” I said. “I’ll handle it.

I went into the closet and dressed up in a short blue dress and a silver heel. As soon as I came out, Asher stared at me like he had never seen me before. “Wow… you look so hot, baby,” Asher said.

“Thanks babe,” I said.

“Too hot for someone who’s going to meet with investors,” he said quietly. “Is there something you aren’t telling me?”

My stomach dropped. “Babe, no,” I said. “I just….. investors, I need to represent well.”

“Go with the driver then,” he said. “I don’t like it when you drive yourself.”

I smiled. “Still scared I’ll run into another accident?” I asked.

“I am,” he said. “If anything had happened to you that day, I won’t be able to survive it.”

“Nothing will happen to me,” I said. “As long as you are with me, I’m safe. “I’ll leave now.

“Be careful,” he said.

“Sure,” I left immediately.

Oliver’s house was a tall building, very nice but not as luxurious as our mansion. I parked the car outside and walked in. The door was open but no one was there.

“Oliver,” I said softly.

No one answered. Then suddenly, Oliver walked down the stairs with a blue towel neatly tied around his waist. “Wow… you’re also wearing blue,” he said.

“It’s my second favorite color,” I said.

He smiled. “What’s your favorite then?”

“Purple.”

“Wow…. He smiled again

“So, Mrs Emily,” he said. “What do you really want today?”

“s*x. Good s*x,” I said.

“That was so straight to the point,” he said. “Most ladies won’t want to say that immediately.”

“I’m the CEO of Davis Group Limited, I built it out of nothing in the name of my late father,” I said. “I’m a woman who isn’t scared to get what she wants.”

“Interesting,” he said. “Mrs Emily Davis Moore, I’ve heard a lot about you and I must say, I really admire you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah,” he came close. “Your courage, your passion, and……” he stopped.

“And what?” I asked.

“I’m not supposed to say that,” he said. “It’s against the rules of my job as s*x coach to admire my client's body.”

“Rules, I like it when people follow rules,” I said. “That makes you a good employee.”

“Employee?”

“Yes, Oliver,” I said. “I’m about to give you a job. With a good pay check off course.”

“You wanna employ me to have s*x with you?”

“You’re a good guesser. I like that.”

“And I like good deals,” he came closer again and held my chin. “How much?”

“$5000,” every month,” I said.

He kissed me. It was careful, soft. Then he ran his fingers from my chin to my neck, to my chest, then my boobs. He stopped there.

“You look tired, Mrs Emily.”

“Call me Emily, Oliver.”

He chuckled. “Okay,” he said. “When last did you get a professional massage?”

“I’ve been busy with work,” I said. “It has really been demanding lately, I barely have time to go to the spa.”

“Did I mention I’m a very good masseuse?”

“You are?”

He gripped my ass and picked me up. He took me to a quiet room upstairs. “We’re here,” he said.

“This looks exactly like a massage room,” I said.

“Because that’s what it is,” he dropped me on the massage table with his hands still around my waist. We both stared quietly at each other’s eyes. I felt something move in my stomach, I didn’t want to accept that feeling. He’s a s*x coach, I can’t fall for him. He’s just doing his job. I looked away fast.

He laughed quietly.

His hands went from my waist to my back, he unzipped my dress, laid me down with my chest facing the table and took it off.

I was left with just my bra and panties. He brought out olive oil and poured it on my back. He started rubbing my backs with both of his hands slowly. As soon as his hands started going down from my back to my hips and ass, I felt it.

I felt dripping from inside. My panties were already getting wet, I didn’t imagine I would get wet this easily. I hardly get wet when making out with Asher, but I’m getting wet because of a massage. It felt weird, but good. I loved what I felt as soon as his fingers felt the wetness of my panties.

“Wow….you’re already drenched, Mrs Emily.”

“Emily,” i said , biting my lips softly.

He laughed. “I forgot.”

He took off my panties and started massaging my bare ass. “Your ass is so soft,” he said. “You know, Emily, while I was coaching you and your husband I was imagining this day.

“Really?”

“Yes, you’re so beautiful,” he said. “And you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever had.”

I smiled.

After a few minutes of massaging my ass, his fingers found my wet p***y. I parted my legs to let his fingers get in easily.

“Do you know how to bend over for a doggy?” he asked.

“Yes,” I answered. “Why?”

“Bend and lift up your ass like you’re about to seduce me,” he said.

I bent on the table and lifted up my ass. “Open your legs,” he said.

I opened it. He touched my p***y with his thumb and his other fingers in my crack of my ass like he was performing an experiment. Then he bent his head.

As soon as he bent his head, I felt his tongue tickling my c**t. I moaned softly, then he widened his mouth and began to lick my v****a. I moaned out loudly, it felt f*****g good.

“Oliver….fuck,” i said. “I’m about to lose my mind, this is so good.”

He kept on eating my v****a like a hungry lion for a while, before he turned me over to face him and laid me down again.

He grabbed my t**s with both hand and began to suck on them one after the other like milk would come out if he kept pressing and sucking them.

I moaned loudly, he kept on sucking my t**s.

He stopped after few minutes, I was already so wet. I could see his d**k getting hard from his towel, then he took it off. It fell on the ground.

That was it. The moment I’ve been waiting for. His thick hard c**k was right in my face. It had strong veins, it was big. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I couldn’t wait for it to get inside me.

“Are you ready for my d**k?”

“I can’t wait,” i said shamelessly.