Sleeping With The CEO

In all honesty, when Derek had come out of the shower to find Emily gone. He had been relieved, but he had also been a bit disappointed. He had been hoping to just resolve the issue then and there. But with her absence, Derek’d had time to think. And during his thinking time, he had come up with a solution. The latest cause of friction in the sleeping arrangement between himself and Emily was Derek’s own body. So it made sense that in order to solve the problem. All that he had to do was get himself under control. And so Derek, in what was most probably a first among men, spent hours online doing research on erections.

But unlike countless other men who were normally having problems down there and spent hours upon hours researching ways in which to deal with their erectile dysfunction. Derek was going the opposite route. He was looking for ways to stop himself from having a boner in Emily’s presence once had been enough.

He did not wish to repeat the experience of Sunday morning.

After all, they might have been sleeping together, but he was still Emily’s boss. She was not just some random woman that he was sleeping with. Someone that he could ignore and never have to think about again. The two of them worked together.

They had to see each other on a daily basis. So Derek had to come up with something. Otherwise things would always be awkward between the two of them. He did not want that, so he had settled down, to do his research.

But the internet was a vast and scary place. When Derek had first typed in the words and hit enter, he had been expecting to be bombarded with articles and videos about maybe some old remedies that would tell him what to do.

Things that would help him out, or maybe even meditation practices that would help him will away an erection with a single thought. But instead he had found himself dragged into a black hole. Seeing things that he had never ever imagined in his life. Horrified by what he had stumbled upon ,but somehow being unable to look away.

Clicking link, after link, and treading into darker waters, the more links he went through, but unable to stop. By the time that Derek had finally been able to push his laptop away, he had actually had to wipe some sweat from his brow. He had not found a single thing that could help him with his issue when it came to morning wood. But what he had found was that humanity was messed up. There were people who willingly cut off their own private parts.