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I was in the store's back office, gently poking Kurenai's face as she spoke with the money lender about something boring.

My shaking hands had determined that something more was going on than simply a jonin so miraculously slutty that she'd let some random teenager grope her to his heart's content in public. More importantly, they'd determined that Kurenai's breasts were lovely handfuls that jiggled ever so nicely through her dress. No, really- what had clued me in was the way the rather plain teller hadn't blinked an eye when through courage born of hysteria, I reached around and just grabbed the jonin's tits. I'd peeked around Kurenai's thick dark hair and actually saw the woman gaze at my hands with a sort of wistful expression, almost as if she was thinking: 'It'd be nice if the monotony of my day were pleasantly interrupted by a pair of appreciative hands upon my oh so neglected bosom.'

I knew Kurenai's name because she'd introduced herself to the money lender when she'd arrived to placate the nosy kunoichi. Again that notion of something very strange going on hit when Sazuki-san invited Kurenai and myself to join her, as if I were the hot jonin's partner or something. The red eyed ninja hadn't corrected the lady either.

So now here I am running my finger randomly across Kurenai's face. Down the line of her jaw to her chin, up to hesitantly touch her bottom lip before moving to the side and lightly grasping her soft cheek between two fingers. Her only reaction was to tilt her head to see the money lender better past my hand or occasionally glance up at me standing there with an unreadable look. It was never a glare or anything that could be described as, 'Stop that or I'm going to eviscerate you with my crazy ninja powers', so I kept at it. I had this strange feeling that if I stop touching her, the spell will break and she'll suddenly start reacting normally and kick my ass for everything I'd done so far.

My fingers kept coming back to her lips. They're the same red color of her eyes. They're small. I can't help but imagine them around my dick. I felt surprise and an instant pulse of stronger arousal as the movement of her lips as she talked combined with my stubborn fascination with them; the tip of my finger slipped inside her wet mouth. She stopped speaking and I felt her tongue touch me, what felt like an electrical pulse shot down my arm from the contact and I found myself pushing it in a bit further.

Silence descended upon the small room and those red eyes drifted up to my face and stayed there as her lips pursed around my digit. I rubbed my finger across her stilled tongue and after a moment it moved back against me. My boner bulged harder against my cheap wool pants as she continued to stare right at me while her slick warm tongue seemed to massage my finger. I couldn't maintain eye contact, the weight of her gaze was too much. Even so...as I turned my head, I drove the finger in deeper, feeling the hard grooves of her teeth before returning to pressure the back of her tongue.

I looked at Sazuki-san and saw impatience in her face as she silently watched but when she noticed my gaze, she flushed and gave me a polite smile instead.

FYI: Kurenai didn't have a gag reflex. I tested this out a lot.

On a crazy impulse, I extended my arm towards the money lender offering her my finger.

She said, “Thank you, no.” with an apologetic smile. That bothered me.

I withdrew my finger from Kurenai's mouth, a strand of saliva remained attached to my digit and she wiped it away as she resumed her conversation with Sazuki. I rubbed it absently on my shirt as my feet took me around the desk to the money lenders side. I was highly aware of my boner tenting my pants and so was she. She glanced at it twice as I stood there with my crotch less than six inches from her face. She was an older woman but still attractive despite some wrinkles. She was no Kurenai though, I thought as I glanced at my kunoichi. I quickly looked away. She had a very serious and intimidating expression as she went on about 'disparities in interest rates between clans' or something or another.

The way Sazuki was letting me stand so close and had ignored everything else I'd done meant I had very little qualms about putting action to the impulse I'd had when she'd refused to suck on my finger. Hesitantly, I placed my hand on her head, my fingers slipping underneath her brown locks. She didn't even look my way as she nervously responded to Kurenai's words. So I pulled her head gently towards me. She didn't resist in the slightest. I gasped a bit when I felt her cheek press against my dick through the wool. I couldn't resist grinding my crotch against her face as I held her in place.

The sensation of her against my dick, only a thin layer between them, along with the heady arousal of the power I seemed to have over her sent me over the edge. I jerked and came, darkening the front of my pants as I grunted unable to stop myself. I felt embarrassed as I looked at Kurenai, more than a little afraid of what I'd see. She was talking again but her eyes were on me, the smallest ghost of a smile tickling at the corners of her lips.

It was at this point I made my swift exit, the inevitable return to sanity following my climax causing me to question everything I'd done up to that point. In the front, there were two men lined up at the counter. Neither of them interested me. I looked towards the entrance and frowned. My buds were nowhere to be found. I stepped outside but the crowded street didn't include them. Seriously? How could they just leave with what they saw me doing to Kurenai? They had looked rather bored when I'd looked back at them as I went with Kurenai and Suzuki but I'd assumed they were just putting on an unusually good job of acting. Huh.

I walked back inside and went back behind the counter, pretty confident the teller wouldn't say anything to me about it. I was right. I puttered around back there just explored the various drawers and cabinets, getting a thrill from getting unobstructed access to a formerly restricted area. She occasionally glanced my way but didn't seem the least bit concerned. I was working up the courage to actually take some money when Kurenai came out from the back. I froze as her red eyes found me and she walked straight towards me.

I felt a shiver of fear grow to a steady throb as I felt positive that whatever mind game she had been playing at was finally up. So imagine my surprise when she smirked and said, “What's your name, kid?”

“Uh...” It took me a bit to find my brain, “...Nijito! Um...I'm sorry about before...” I trailed off lamely, not sure how to put it in words.

She cocked her head to the side, “What are you sorry about?”

“Er...the finger in your mouth...” I managed, confused but starting to think the weirdness was still in effect.

“What about it?” she asked, seeming honestly curious.

“Um... you-” I started to ask her about it but I made myself stop, suddenly frantically certain that drawing attention to the action's strangeness would somehow shatter whatever craziness was going on, so instead I just decided to make the best of this dream before I finally woke up, “Can I grab your butt again?”

“I don't see why not. You'll have to walk with me though. I don't have the time to stand around.”

And that was how I found myself walking out of the money lender's with my hand on a kunoichi's ass. As we rather swiftly walked through town, Kurenai asked me several questions about me, things like what my trade was, who were my parents, whether I'd been to the academy. She seemed genuinely interested in me. It was weird. More weird was the fact that no one we were passing paid the least attention to the way I was touching her. I'd gotten pretty bold and occasionally palmed her breast and still no one seemed to care one way or the other. It wasn't like this was the red lantern district either, this was a pretty respectable area.

At one point during a rather companionable silence I decided to go for broke and asked her, “Can we have sex?”

“Yes.” was her simple unhesitating answer and even though I was half expecting it, I still tripped over my own feet in shock. Kurenai's hands whipped out and steadied me instantly.

“Well let's fuck then!” my exuberance making me forget that I was speaking to a jonin in the middle of a crowded thoroughfare.

She shook her head, her eyes crinkled in amusement, “I don't have the time right now.” She started walking again and I quickly followed loudly asking, “A blowjob then?”

Kurenai refused gently, not seeming the least bit perturbed by me propositioning her like some whore right here on the street. My erection had returned full **** and it jounced in my loose pants as I hurried to keep up with her long strides. I caught up and grabbed a handful of taut Kurenai butt cheek, “Handjob?” I whined.

Another shake of that wild black mane but an idea pushed its way to the front of my brain, one that I felt assured would work based on everything that had happened so far. We walked around a corner and a good way up the next street before I worked up the balls to do it. Incidentally, I could tell she was heading for the Hokage Residence which only added to my nervousness. Finally I managed to do it, buoyed by string of uninterrupted successes so far. I slipped the pin out and then pulled my cock out the front of my pants. I felt an instant thrill. The thought of exposing myself in bright daylight with people all around turning out to be a heady rush all in itself. The first part complete I pressed on with the rest of my brilliant plan. I grabbed Kurenai's hand and dragged it over to my dick bouncing all over the place as we walked.

She didn't resist in the slightest and when her hand closed about my shaft of her own accord, I felt like cumming all over again. I didn't. Just felt like I did.

Amusement was once again back on her face as she looked at me, she remarked, “You want me to lead you around by your dick?”

I felt like joining her joke instead I said, “No, I want a handjob while we walk.”

In an easy tone she replied, “Duly noted, Nijito.” Her pace slowed a bit as her hand started a short rhythmic jerking motion along my shaft. I couldn't believe how good it felt to have her warm hand wrapped around my penis, so absurdly different from my own. I was sure that if I hadn't cum within the past half hour then I would have already spewed my load out into the street. I was pretty much in a daze for several long amazing minutes before I got somewhat used to the experience. I found myself asking Kurenai with a swagger in my voice, “You like my dick, baby?”

She raised an eyebrow, “Are you looking for the truth or something to aid the experience?”

I blurted out, “The truth, of course!” before I could stop myself. I have said I'm kind of an idiot, right?”

Her hand was suddenly jerking my dick rather fast and I got the impression she was trying to distract me.“Then no, I don't particularly like your penis, Nijito. Mind you I don't dislike it either.”

I ignored the last part, “What?! What's wrong with it?”

“There's nothing wrong with it. There's just only one that I truly like.” she responded calmly.

“Oh wait. You have a boyfriend or something?” I was suddenly very distracted by the possibility. Partly the fear that some bad ass killer ninja was going to round the corner, see me getting a hand job from his girl, and stomp me into nothing and partly the excitement that some bad ass killer ninja was going to round the corner, see me getting a hand job from his girl, and do nothing but smile stupidly.

She nodded, “Yes or something. So you see, it has nothing to do with my disliking your penis, just my preference for his.”

“You mean your preference for big dicks.” I grumbled, somehow able to be pissy even though this sexy as hell ninja was jerking me off as we strolled along through Konoha.

“That too.” she agreed gamely, winking at me.

I very badly wanted to push her over that fountain, lift up her dress, and fuck her ever living brains out in that moment. Instead, I groaned and curled about her furiously pistoning hand, cumming suddenly and explosively. Kurenai politely stopped walking to jerk me through my entire orgasm.

She's classy like that.