Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 204: Hard Problem

Chapter 204: Hard Problem

Before his untimely demise, thanks to an accidental overdose, Derek’s father had actually taken the time to teach him about the birds and the bees. The whole thing had been incredibly awkward.

Made even worse by the fact that while Derek had been blushing red all the way from the tips of his ears to his pinky toes. His father had been stone-faced talking about sex and the human anatomy without his expression ever changing. Listing off everything as though he were talking about the weather or some other equally bland topic. And his father had not just talked, he had brought visual aids too.

He had even been considerate enough to come with a cucumber and a condom so that he could demonstrate exactly what he was talking about to Derek.

Back then, twelve year old Derek had been of the mind that he was scarred for life. But as he had grown, he had come to realize how valuable those lessons were.

By the time that his body had started going through changes, leaving behind childhood in exchange for adulthood. He had known exactly what was happening to him, and had not fallen prey to the various lies and schemes that the other boys at school fell for when it came to knowing exactly what was going on with them.

Thanks to his father, he had known what an erection was. In fact, he had more than just known the word erection. His father had used words such as ’boner, stiffy, morning wood,’. Listing all of them off without pause until Derek had stopped being ashamed when he heard them being used. But now, almost twenty years after that lesson, Derek, like any other adult male, had woken up with morning wood. And just as he had all those years ago. He was once again blushing from the tips of his ears all the way down to his toes.

Derek was not embarrassed to wake up with an erection. No, the erection was a blessing...there were many out there who struggled in that department. He was fortunate to not be among them.

What was embarrassing however was who it happened in the presence of. At first when Derek had felt the familiar heat pool just below his stomach, he had been happy. And in his half asleep state he had felt a smile begin to form on his lips and he had let it.

With his mind mostly still in dreamland, all that Derek had registered had been his cock slowly filling up with blood, and hardening. It had been the most natural thing in the world for him to roll his hips slightly, brushing himself against the warmth that was half on top of him. Smells nice, feels nice. He had thought, and that had been enough for Derek.

Feeling kind of lazy, he had just lain there instead of being proactive. Content to let the warmth on top of him shift minutely, rubbing against his length as it did.

But then he’d felt a hand settle on his chest, and that’d had Derek’s eyes snapping open. Now wide awake, Derek had finally been able to piece together exactly what was going on, and his entire body had just gone still.

He had tried to breathe, to will his erection away. Thinking of some of the most disgusting and boner-killing things that his mind could conjure. Maggots feasting on an eyeball. Somebody licking a hairy armpit. The smell of durian, mixed with puke. Roadkill on the side of a road on a really hot day. He tried to think of every single disgusting thing and then threw that image at his erection to get it to go down. But it was proving impossible, especially with the way Emily was moving around.

Then, just when Derek had thought that things could not get any worse, Emily’s hand had begun to move. Going from his chest and slowly making its way down, headed towards Derek’s pyjama bottoms. Still frozen in shock, Derek had barely had the presence of mind to reach out and snatch Emily’s wrist before she could complete the act.

He had no idea exactly what he had said after that. But somehow Derek had ended up in the bathroom. The door a solid barrier between himself and Emily. No, he was not cowering. He was just making...a way forward.

If said plan happened to involve him staying in the bathroom forever and ever, and never again coming out or having to face Emily in his entire life. Then that was his own business. It was not running away. It was just being practical.

A cold shower had done wonders in getting rid of Derek’s ’problem’. But now that he no longer had his blood flowing to his nether regions, Derek’s mind was free to think. And every single thought that he came up with was either something that had him wanting to run away from Emily, and never seeing her again. Or it was him trying to come up with ways to get himself out of the situation.

He knew that it would be easier to just go out and face her, brushing the whole thing off. If he forgot about it, then at some point she would forget about it as well.

Actively ignoring the part of him that said that Emily would never let him live this down. Derek reached for the doorknob and then he dropped his hand again.

He could not do this.

It was just too hard. Ha! Hard! The exact reason why he was in this predicament.

Despite gathering his courage he still ended up reaching for the door a few more times, and backing off last minute. Finally, Derek decided to just wrench the door open.

Whatever it was that Emily said or did, that would be up to her. Derek himself would just have to endure it. It had been his body that had chosen to give in to the call of nature after all. What had happened was perfectly normal, he had nothing to be embarrased about. Pulling the door open, he walked back into the bedroom and stopped. Of all the scenarios that he had been coming up within his head,

He had never planned for one where Emily would not be waiting for him on the other side of the door.

She was gone.

The bed was made. But there was no sign of Emily.

"Emily,"Derek called her name as he left the bedroom. But she did not answer, and he searched the whole penthouse just to be sure.

She was gone.

Returning to the bedroom, Derek sat down on the bed, face buried in his hands. Lifting his head from his palms, he stared down at his groin area. "I really hope that you have not scared her away," He said, and went back to burying his face in his hands. Hoping that the whole thing would turn out to be some nightmare. He had no such luck.