The masseuse took off his towel, leaving him naked on the bed. She took her hands off him. He looked up to look at her and saw her taking off her clothing.
This was going to be his favorite private massage session ever.
He turned over and lay on his back, while his erection stood proudly.
She joined him on the bed, kissing him as if she has been sexually starved for so long. He kissed her back, a smile plastered across his face, glad he had condoms in his wallet.
She rocked her naked body against his, she moaned as he touched her. She was obviously sexually starved, because she charged at his body as if she would devour it all in seconds.
Leonardo flipped over, she was now on the bed, while he was over her. They had thirty more minutes left for this session, they might as well get done with it as quickly as possible.
He pulled himself off her body and she let out a cry, like a child whose favorite ice cream had been taken away from her.
He picked up his wallet and took out two condoms, he placed one on the oil table and the other, he handed it over to her. He moved close to her while she sat on the bed. Her hands were shaky and it was taking her longer to have the condom over his erection. She was either a novice or it had been a long time she had had sex.
He smiled and took the condom from her, with an ease and expertise, he rolled it over his shaft and joined her on the bed.
They have not spoken a single word to each other, but their eyes, hands and body communicated their needs.
He widen her legs with his hand to give him access, then he slid into her slowly. She placed her hand over her mouth, and cried as he entered into her. It was so tight he could feel her walls clinging to his erection.
He stopped halfway and allowed her catch her breath, after a while, he pushed in the rest of his penis into her, and then he waited for her to adjust to his size.
She nodded with her eyes tightly shut, and he took it as his clue to start moving. He rode her slowly, waiting for her to get used to all this. She focused on making sure her cries and moans were not loud enough to get out of the room they were pleasuring each other.
He stroke her for a while, slowly before increasing his pace. A loud moaned escaped when he increased his pace. Too late the noise was out.
Leonardo paused inside of her when a knock hit the door.
"Is everything fine in here?" the female manager said from outside the door.
The masseuse tried to catch her breath and let her voice out, "Yes ma"am"
"I heard some sort of cry" the manager insisted
"Everything is fine." The masseuse said with a more confident voice, she was going to lose her job and even her license as a masseuse if this gets out.
"Can I step in for a while?" the manager asked, she was not convinced everything was fine, she was worried about the safety of her masseuse, especially because it was the only current private session going on in the building at that late hour, it was just her, the masseuse and the security men outside the building.
"This is a private session, I don't think the client will be comfortable" the masseuse said in a shaky voice while Leonardo was riding her slowly making her brain in turmoil.
"All right then, the session is almost over, finish up, I'll be in my office." The manager said and the masseuse heard footsteps fading off.
Certain that the manager had gone, Leonardo continued stroking her in a faster pace, making her moan sweetly. She pressed her hands over her mouth so that her moan would not escape the room again.
Leonardo lifted her legs and hooked them on his shoulders, he dug into her in a hard thrust, and she screamed out in intensity and exploded. The door to the room burst open instantly and they both look at the door simultaneously.
"What the fuck?" the manager said but instead of ranting, she locked the door and started taking off her dress.
Leonardo did utter a word, instead he sat on the bed, while the masseuse stood at a corner in fear an embarrassment while the manager finished taking off her clothes.
"This is not our style or culture here Mr. Legend, but I'll love to hmmm." The manager didn't finish what she was saying before Leonardo pulled her towards him and started kissing her lips, this was crazy of him, he never would have imagined himself in this position, but there was no way he was going to leave here with a boner and no satisfaction from both the massage and the sex.
As the manager stood in front of him naked and kissing him, he slid two fingers into her clit. Her wetness was forming. As he fingered her, she broke the kiss and was moaning so loudly without any care.
Leonardo increased the intensity of his fingers and the pace at which his finger pleasured her. She soon exploded on his fingers.
The masseuse stood at a corner watching them, she did not dress up or walk away, and instead as she watched them, she pleasured her own self.
"Join us" the manger gave permission, Leonardo did not mind, he probably deserved this since his wife had left him all alone.
The manager took off the condom Leonardo was wearing even though he had not cum in it yet. She took the one the saw on the oil table and slid it on him.
He laid on the bed, while the manager sat on his dick and rode him. She rode him like a cow girl and soon found her release, Leonardo was close to his own release too, the manager got off him and the masseuse too the position, she rode him until they both found their release and came.
They spent time with foreplays, hand jobs, blowjobs and another round of sex until they decided that they were all exhausted and satisfied.
Leonardo dressed up and went to his car and drove to the apartment. He had a quick shower and went to sleep not bothering to have dinner.
He woke up the next morning reflecting on the previous evening, he had had a nice time. As he mad breakfast for himself that morning, he thought of Mary, "was he being fair for firing her?" he asked himself.
"She crossed the line, if only she just minded her business and faced her damn job" he replied himself in a loud voice while taking his anger on the poor egg in his hand as he broke it into a mini bowl.
"But then she didn't deserve such poor treatment, how could you just fire her, she was almost shading tears right in front of you." A voice in his head said.
Leonardo turned down the fire, and picked up his phone, he needed to call Mary and apologize, even if she didn't want to work for him again, he could give her a good recommendation.
He called her severally but it simply went to voicemail. Giving up on trying to reach her, and deciding he would do that later, he returned to the kitchen to finish with his omelet.
As he sat down to eat, he thought about Alisha. He hit his head with his hand for even thinking about her, but he could not help it. He missed her, he missed how she smiled.
He missed how she looked so happy when she served kids at her bakery. He missed waking up before her and seeing her sleep peaceful with her head looking messy as if they just had sex.
He missed waking up to look at her sleeping figure for hours and resisting the urge to kiss her. He missed when she went to bed with her short silk night dress, and how he could peek at her fair ass while she slept with her ass facing him.
He missed when she slept facing him and he could see her nipples erected while he had a boner. He had missed so much about her that he could never think would exist.
He missed her, and if he was given a chance to choose if he wanted her back, he would gladly welcome the idea. If he was given another opportunity for a contract marriage with her, he would take in the offer with wide arms, only would he change the terms of the contract.
If he was given a chance to review the contract, he would include lots of sex in it, he would take off any boundaries and make sure she was his, his alone for as long as he wanted.
A part of him hoped she would be back again. A part of him craved her. He wanted her presence, he wanted her body, he wanted to be able to touch her ass, and kiss her lips, and have his tongue in her wet clit while she moaned as if it was just the two of them in the world.
He wanted to be able to push his hard dick through her thigh walls while she cried from so uch passion. He wanted to be able to make her sore, and then make her beg for him, even if she was yet to heal from rigorous lovemaking.
She wanted her to cry, "Don't stop Leo, fuck me" over and over again.
A beep on his phone brought him back from the land of his daydreams. He looked at it and discovered that this Alfonso Ribeiro was closer to overtaking him in the business world than he could ever have imagined.
His plan A had failed, now it was time to initiate plan B. he didn't like plan B, but that was the next possible option.
As he assessed plan B again, he saw that it was going to make him face all he had been trying to avoid.
He looked at his note and read it to his own hearing, "Have the private investigator find Alisha and initiate a divorce, seduce and get engaged to Alberto's only daughter, the engagement will build business class, boast business margin, and keep me at the top."
He was not proud of what he was about to do, especially because he would have to fill Alberto Castillo's daughter with lies that he loves her, just to get her to fall in love. A part of him wished Alisha would be found quickly and the divorce done with so he can get up the business chain quickly.
Another part of him hoped it would take so long to find Alisha, and the engagement would go on for a very long time and he would not have to get married to Alberto's daughter, but only use the engagement and name as a stepping-stone for as long as he might need it.
He put a call through to his investigator, 'resume the search for Alisha"
"Are you sure sir? You've stopped the search three times now, and its almost a year since she left sir."
"Stop questioning me, and look for her, I don't care how much or how long it will cost you, just find her."
"Yes sir" the private investigator said.
He disconnected the call and put another call through to his new secretary, "Send a box of chocolate and flowers to Ema Castillo on my behalf, do that today." He instructed
"Yes sir, what would you have me write on the card?"
"I don't care, anything romantic." He said and disconnected the call.
Plan B was going to work, all he had to do was, find Alisha, divorce her, win Ema Castillo's heart and get engaged to her. It was that simple.