'Innocent' Massage

I came to Joy's condo to discuss some things about her upcoming schedules. Such as magazine photoshoot, Interviews and the scheduled table read for a Netflix korea series.

I entered the passcode and went inside.

"Joy. We need to discuss some things about your upcoming schedules." I looked up from my papers and froze as I saw Joy sitting down on her hundred thousand dollar sofa chair. The only thing that I am surprised is she's only wearing a wrap white dress. Her bare feet and thighs are exposed. The absence of her underwear is obvious.

"So... Are we going to discuss my schedules or letting you ogling at me?" She giggled. I snapped back and cleared my throat to compose myself.

"Sorry.. It was just unexpected to see you wearing nothing down below."

She smiled. That smile is totally familiar to me. Ever since I got a job as her manager, I couldn't believe that she's a flirt and shameless. She keeps teasing me with dirty innuendos and flirty touches.

"Well... This is my home so I can be practically naked like today." She stretches her arms that caused her dress ride up. Slowly exposed more skin to my sight.

"Why not give me a massage while I'm reviewing the drama script? There's a massage oil at the shelf." She ordered.

I don't have a choice but to obey. This job gives me enough money to survive in this fucked up economy. My friends are jealous because I got to work alongside with a popular celebrity.

I grabbed the massage oil that she wanted then went back to her. She's currently reviewing the script for her netflix korean series project.

"Massage my feet and thighs. It became sore after I jog this morning. I think I took it far than usual." She explained while still looking at the script.

"Fine.. Fine.. Whatever you say so." I opened the cap of massage oil and pours an appropriate amount at my hands then I started to massage her heels all the way to her toes and back.

"It's been a month since you became my manager. Are you happy working for me?"

Her question made me froze. Happy? I guess so. Despite how hetic her schedule most of the times, seeing the work gets clearly done without problems makes me feel good. It's hard but worth it. Work is usually hard anyways.

"So far... Yeah. I'm happy to work for you. It's people's fantasy of working with her favorite celebrity. I'm practically living their dream."

My response made her laugh. "True. It's just like me ages ago when I was dreaming to become a popular celebrity and here I am. Living my own dream."

"Of course, You can easily achieved your dream because you are talented, pretty and hardworking woman. You're the men's dream girl."

"That's the fact. I couldn't even count how many men trying to court me but I keep rejecting them. I'm just a woman who prioritized my career before anything else."

"That's great thing tho. Sometimes, A celebrity relationship won't work at all. It's better to prioritize yourself first."

She nodded solemnly. I remember her and that soloist guy broke up after two years and that break up shocked the whole nation.

"Speaking of relationship. Have you ever been into one?"

I stopped massaging her legs then shyly shakes my head. "Honestly.. I don't have any. I'm scared of rejection so I don't confessed my feelings to the girls that I like."

"Oh really? That's pretty sad. You don't know that maybe one of your crushes is actually likes you too."

"I hope so... For now, Work is my priority."

"Speaking of crushes. Do you have a celebrity crush? Don't be shy. Be honest."