She climbed out of the pool, looking as sexy as fuck.

“It’s all yours.” She smiled.

“You didn’t have to get out.”

“It’s fine. I was done anyway. I’m just going to sit here and have some wine.”

After doing a couple of laps, I started to feel relaxed. I got out, dried myself off, and sat in the lounge chair next to Emerson.

“I saw Adam’s car in the driveway. Phillip told me he drove you to his house today to get it.”

“I need a car to get around. I have things to do, and it’s too difficult to depend on Phillip to take me places.”

“Things?” I asked curiously.

“Life things.” She smiled.

I took in a deep breath and placed my hand on my head. I had a really bad headache, and the only thing I could think about was going to bed and sleeping it off.

“Are you okay?” Emerson asked.

“I just have a really bad headache. I think it’s one of the worst ones I’ve ever had. I’m going to call it a night and go lie down.”

“Here, let me help you,” she spoke as she got up from her chair and stepped behind me, placing her hands on my head.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m giving you a head massage with a special technique I learned in Thailand.”

She began rubbing my head, and instantly, I started to get hard.Shit.I rested my hands over my growing bulge.

“Thailand, eh?”

“Yes. Now be quiet, close your eyes, and relax.”

Easy for her to say. She wasn’t the one getting turned on and hard. I closed my eyes and did my best to relax. It was difficult with her hands on me. I’d had many massages and never once became hard because of them. This was crazy, and I would have to go and jack off once she was finished, or I would have a serious case of blue balls.

The tips of her fingers massaged my temples in a way I’d never felt before. Her hands roamed from my temples to my forehead and then over my entire head, massaging in circles and pressing down with her thumbs. I was in heaven, and it was taking everything I had in me not to turn around, grab her, and kiss her sassy mouth.

“Tell me about Thailand,” I spoke, trying to get my cock to go down.

“It was beautiful.”

“How long were you there?”

“About six months. I learned this special massage technique from a healer there. I wasn’t feeling well and had collapsed outside of the hotel I was staying at. He and his wife were walking past and helped me. They took me to their home, and I stayed with them as their guest until I left. He taught me various healing techniques, and his wife and I cooked together. She taught me some things, and I taught her things I learned in Tuscany. They were very nice people.”

“Why did you leave?”

“As beautiful as it was, my time there was up, and I needed to move on. Now, no more questions. I’m almost done.”

I took a deep breath as she continued working magic on my headache. How in the world could she have traveled so much at her age, not to mention the fact that she traveled alone, which was unsafe and dangerous for a young woman.

She removed her hands from my head and gripped my shoulders. “There. How do you feel?”

“Wow. My headache is gone.” I turned and looked at her.

“Good.” She winked as she removed her hands from my shoulders.