My Alluring CEO
Chapter 38 chairman’s office

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 chairman’s office

"Mr. Tate, did you call me in so late because of the contract?"

Emily asked as she stepped into Andrew Tate’s office.

Just before she was about to head home, Andrew, Amelia’s dad, had called her in to discuss the contract that had been dragging on forever.

Emily had been stressing over this contract for ages, and hearing there was finally some movement, she rushed over without a second thought.

"Ms. Chad, I need a favor from you. If you help me out, I’ll sign the contract right now. What do you say?" Andrew said, his tone serious.

Emily’s guard went up immediately. "Mr. Tate, what exactly do you need help with?"

Just then, Jack, who had been eavesdropping, saw Andrew make an unexpected move—he dropped his pants, exposing himself.

"Ms. Chad, if you give me a blow job today, the contract is yours. What do you think?" Andrew said, his voice low and sleazy.

Emily gasped, her face turning bright red as she quickly looked away. This was the second time she had seen a man’s cock other than her husband’s; the first was Jack’s, leaving her filled with both shame and anger.

She couldn’t believe that Andrew, who always seemed like such a stand-up guy, would pull something so disgusting. Emily wanted to bolt out of there, but the thought of the contract made her pause.

She hesitated.

Seeing Emily not storm out immediately, Andrew sensed a glimmer of hope.

"Emily, don’t get me wrong. I have my reasons," Andrew said, trying to sound sincere.

He then launched into his sob story.

Years ago, Andrew had almost gone bankrupt. Though he managed to bounce back a bit, the damage was done. Since then, he’d been battling depression and felt like a failure, especially around his wife, Jessica.

Even when Jessica was naked, his cock couldn’t harden. He’d seen countless doctors, but they all said he was fine. He still felt desire for other women, but not for Jessica. Their sex life was non-existent, though they kept up appearances for everyone else. Only they knew how far apart they’d drifted.

Emily was stunned. She never imagined Andrew was dealing with something so heavy.

It was a huge blow for any man. Despite feeling sorry for him, Emily knew she couldn’t help. But she didn’t feel as disgusted by him anymore.

"Forget it, you can go," Andrew said, and shook his head, looking extremely defeated and pitiful. But Emily didn’t move. She looked conflicted. Suddenly, she bit her lip, walked over to Andrew, knelt, and with a gentle hand, started giving him a hand job.

"Emily, what are you doing? Stop it," Andrew said, shocked by her actions.

"Mr. Tate, you don’t need to say anything." Emily’s whole body trembled as this was the first time she had touched a cock other than her husband’s, feeling like she was holding a hot iron rod. She knew what she was doing was totally inappropriate, but she didn’t let go.

Looking up at Andrew, she sighed softly. "You’ve helped me a lot over the years. This is my way of repaying you."

Feeling Emily’s smooth, cool fingers stroking his penis, Andrew felt a rush of pleasure, and his flaccid member slowly started to come to life, standing tall and proud.

He couldn’t help but close his eyes and savor the meticulous service from this beautiful woman.

Outside the window, Jack was in shock.

He never expected Emily to willingly help Andrew get off, and it was driving him nuts.

Clenching his fists, he wanted to burst in and stop her, but the fact that Andrew hadn’t forced Emily, and it was all her choice, made him hesitate. Rushing in like this would leave Emily utterly mortified, making it impossible for her to face him. Seeing Emily’s delicate hand on Andrew’s penis, Jack felt a pang of jealousy.

He had once wanted Emily to give him a hand job, but she had firmly refused. Yet now, she was willingly helping Andrew. Was Emily just a hypocrite?

Suddenly, Jack noticed a fleeting triumphant smile on Andrew’s face.

Could it be that everything Andrew had said earlier was a lie, just to make Emily feel sorry for him and fall into his trap?

Jack was both shocked and furious. This old guy was too cunning.

Andrew watched as Emily, with her head down, helped him masturbate, feeling a thrill. His trick had indeed worked on this naive woman.

He thought, ’What a fool!’

However, Emily seemed inexperienced. Despite her efforts, Andrew showed no signs of finishing.

Looking at Emily’s rosy lips, he pretended to be helpless and said, "Forget it, Emily, this isn’t working. My wife used to help me with her mouth. I’ll figure it out myself."

Emily was stunned for a moment, her face turning bright red.

She knew exactly what Andrew meant, but she was at a loss. She could help Andrew masturbate, but giving him a blowjob was beyond her limits. But seeing the desperate look on Andrew’s face,

she couldn’t bear to stop. Plus, she had said she wanted to repay him, so how could she back out now?

With a determined look, Emily thought about how Andrew had helped her and hadn’t made things difficult during the contract negotiations. She was doing this just to repay him, with no romantic involvement. As long as her husband didn’t find out, there wouldn’t be a problem.

Emily looked at the stiff penis in front of her, closed her eyes, and with both hands, she was about to give Andrew oral sex.

Just as Emily’s rosy lips were inches away from Andrew’s cock, a sudden noise shattered the moment. The office window broke, and the sound of someone running downstairs followed.

Emily’s face turned pale, and she quickly let go of Andrew’s penis, standing up in a panic. "Mr. Tate, I should go now."

She couldn’t let anyone know about this as if this spread out, her reputation would be in tatters, and she’d be out of the company for sure.

Seeing Emily rush out, Andrew’s face darkened.

Just when he was about to get what he wanted, it all fell apart.

Andrew put his pants back on and sat on the sofa, deep in thought. He wasn’t worried about his reputation; he was more concerned that Emily would distance herself from him, making it even harder to get her.

Emily hurried downstairs, her heart racing.

She had no idea who had been outside the door.