“Then we have a deal?” I asked the two men who sat facing each other across the large conference room table. They each nodded in turn.“Great!” I exclaimed, and I meant it. I had been mediating this negotiation for over two weeks. At points, it felt like the whole thing was going to fall apart. But we managed to pull it off.This was easily the biggest case I had ever taken. Sitting between these two giants of business high up in this tall Ottawa office building, I had often felt like I was out of my league.But now it was time to relax and recuperate.As the lawyers replaced us at the table, the two CEOs and I left the conference room. One said goodbye and took an elevator to his office on the top floor. I rode with the other to the ground level.“What are your plans now?” he asked as we descended.“I hadn’t thought too much about it,” I responded honestly.“Here,” he said as he pulled out a business card and handed it to me. I took and examined it. On the front in gold letters, it read, unimaginatively, Ottawa Massages. The address showed it was just a few blocks from here.“Flip it over,” the CEO said. On the back of the card was the word ‘Scarlet’ written in pen, and underneath it was a series of numbers and letters. “Give that to the receptionist and they’ll put the massage on my tab.”I was surprised. I hadn’t expected this. “Sir,” I protested, “You don’t need to do this. You paid me plenty already.”The CEO smirked. “Don’t think I don’t know who got the better end of that deal in there. And you’re the reason for it. See it as a ‘thank you.’”I grinned and put the card in my suit jacket pocket. “In that case,” I reached out my hand, “It was great working with you.” We shook and the elevator doors opened to the lobby. Then, we went our separate ways.***After a short walk, which felt great after all that time sitting in the conference room, I arrived at the building the business card directed me to. I followed the directory to the elevators, then up to one of the top floors. I exited the elevator into a gorgeous lobby and walked to the front desk.“Welcome bahis siteleri to Ottawa Massages,” the young man working the desk said.“Thank you,” I replied. I put the business card down on the desk, pen-scribbled side up. “I was told to give you this.”The receptionist looked at it and smiled slyly. “It’s your lucky day, sir. Scarlet will be in just a few minutes. Let me show you to her room.”He stood and motioned for me to follow him around the large partition that separated the lobby from the rest of the floor. We walked down a hall and he unlocked a door, motioning for me to enter.The room was small but cozy. The sun shone on a white curtain covering the window, which gave the room a nice glow. A massage table covered with a white sheet sat in the middle of the room. On the left was a long mirror that hung in front of the table, and next to that was a door to a bathroom.“Feel free to use the shower if you need it,” the receptionist offered. “When you’re ready, you may remove your clothes and relax on the table. Your masseuse will be with you shortly.”***After a nice hot shower, I laid on my back on the table, naked but for the white sheet wrapped around my waist. I was almost dozing when I heard the door open. I lifted my head and looked. When I saw her, I was instantly wide awake.The masseuse stepped in and shut the door behind her. She looked incredible. Her long blonde hair fell straight around her gorgeous face, out of which shone bright blue-green eyes that contrasted beautifully with her lightly tanned skin. She wore a simple black spaghetti-strap dress that emphasized the curves of her slim, athletic body. The neckline plunged to reveal the cleavage of two full, probably enhanced, breasts. Her long legs reached down to strappy black high heels and red-painted toenails.“Hey there,” she said in a sweet and sultry voice. “I’m Scarlet. I’ll be taking care of you today.”My mouth hung open. She was raw sexiness embodied. As she walked over to the table I stuttered, “Uh, nice to meet you.”“Can you lay face down for me, please?” she canlı bahis siteleri said as she took a bottle of oil from a small table underneath the mirror. I was hesitant to obey because I wasn’t finished admiring the sway of her hips. But I reluctantly obeyed.It was good timing, anyway. My erection was about fully charged. I tucked it up under me as I laid down on my stomach. I heard the pump of the oil bottle and the wet sound of her hands rubbing together.“I’ll admit,” she said softly, “It’s nice to have a client who actually works out.”I was suddenly very grateful I had forced myself to spend my free time between mediation sessions in the hotel gym.Scarlet was a hell of a masseuse. Her hands were feminine and strong, and her fingers dug deep into my muscles. She started at my shoulders, worked down my back, then each arm. Then she went to the foot of the table and worked her way from my feet to the backs of my thighs. She reached the edge of the sheet draped over my rear and, disregarding it, continued up underneath it.I had almost managed to get my erection under control when her finger grazed my sack as she worked my inner thighs. Then there was no going back. I shifted as my erection returned, trying to keep from driving a hole through the table.Scarlet took her hands off of me and I heard a ruffling noise from the foot of the bed. “OK,” she said. “You can turn over to your back.”Damn. There was no hiding it now. I reluctantly rolled over, keeping the sheet wrapped around my waist. It didn’t do much good. The severe tenting around my crotch was unmissable.But I quickly lost interest in that. There she was, standing inches away from the side of the table, only this time there was no black dress. Instead, in addition to the black heels, she wore two unique pieces of lingerie that I had never seen before. The top was made of black straps that crisscrossed to hold up her substantial chest and only barely covered her nipples. The bottom was also made of black straps that met in the perfect place to just hide her pussy.“What do you canlı bahis think?” she said as she slowly spun to give me a wonderful view of her plump asscheeks, between which the string of her underwear disappeared.As she turned back to me, I answered honestly. “You are, without a doubt, the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”“Aw, thank you,” she responded as she lathered her hands in oil again.“Um, I hope you don’t mind…” I said as I glanced self-consciously at the small wet spot of precum that soaked into the sheet above my hips.“Are you kidding?” she chuckled. “I’d be offended if you weren’t hard right now.”I let out a sigh of relief. “Oh…good.”With that, she moved to the head of the table and dug her fingers into my scalp. The smell of her sweet perfume and the view of her perky chest and flat stomach from below overwhelmed my senses. The thought of her womanhood mere inches from my head almost undid me.She followed the same path as before, working my head, torso, and arms before moving to my feet and legs. As she rubbed my upper thighs under the sheet, her hand again brushed against my testicles. I twitched.“You need to relax…” she chided.“Sorry,” I said sheepishly. “You’ve just…really got me going.”She paused and thought for a moment, running her eyes up and down my body.“You know,” she finally said, “I don’t do this for all my clients. But you seem like you need it…” She reached under the sheet and gently ran her fingertips along the underside of my shaft, which made me inhale sharply.“And,” she continued, “You should be rewarded for keeping that body so tight.”She wrapped her fingers around my cock and started pumping, her oiled hands slick against my skin. With her other hand, she pulled the sheet back, exposing me fully. Then she ran her fingers gently over my torso as she jerked me faster and faster.It didn’t take long. My testicles tightened and I grunted, “I’m gonna cum…”She balled up a free end of the sheet and placed it at the head of my cock. With one final grunt, I shot gob after gob of semen into it. Much of it trickled back down my shaft.I let out a huge sigh of satisfaction and smiled as my eyes slowly closed. Scarlet wiped my cum off of my with the sheet and then let it drop to the floor.“Thank you,” I muttered. “I needed that more than I thought.”