Sunday Brunch

You rub the sleep from your eyes. The light stinging as it pours into the room, your head throbbing slightly from the drinks last night. Then you feel the sensation that dragged you from your slumber. Something wet and warm sliding around your cock. You can see movement under your blanket. When you lift the cover, you’re greeted with the sight of a blonde sucking your member. The woman between your legs looks up and a pit drops in your stomach when you recognize Tasukeko. “Morning, boss,” she says with your cock popping out of her mouth.

How could you sleep with an employee? The whole night before is a blur of drinks and dancing. You remember Akasuki dragging you out last night, Tasukeko was there too. The blonde engineer continues sucking your cock. You don’t know what to do. The fact that she’s naked in your bed, casually waking you up with a blowjob suggests that you slept with her last night. But should you stop her now? Is it worse to sleep with a subordinate again if you’re sober now?

The thought of trying to stop her grows more distant as her mouth draws your pleasure out. You moan as Tasukeko plunges your cock into the depths of her mouth. Your hands reflexively run through her hair as she continues her oral **** on your cock. It doesn’t take long before you feel your orgasm swelling up inside of you. “I’m going to cum,” you warn her, but she shows no signs of stopping.

Her mouth and hands working together to bring you to an orgasm. Your cock throbs as you shoot jets of semen into her mouth. Your toes curl as Akasuki’s right hand woman continues sucking through your pleasure. Several moments after your eruption stops, she releases your cock from her oral grips. She shows you her mouthful of cum, her tongue dancing in the pool of white before she swallows your thick load.

Your focus on the stunning blonde is broken when your phone alarm goes off on the nightstand. Shit you’re going to be late for brunch with Akasuki. Although it’s her fault for taking you out drinking last night. “I have to go,” you tell Tasukeko.

“Brunch with the boss lady, right? Tell her I said hi,” she kisses you, the taste of your fluids still lingering on her lips. Then she gets out of bed, pulling a shirt out of seemingly thin air. Despite the years of her working for you, you never quite got used to her quirk allowing her to pull things from nowhere. You watch her tight ass sway with each step before the oversized tshirt covers her from your view. Your bathroom door closing behind her, breaking the mesmerizing view of the blonde walking away.

You quickly grab a set of clothes, rushing out the door. Heiwa greets you as you enter the kitchen of your apartment. You stop to feed her before continuing your rush out of your apartment.

By the time you arrive at the restaurant, Akasuki is already seated and waiting for you. “So you get lucky last night?” You should’ve known the question was coming, Akasuki has started every Sunday brunch with the same question for quite a while now.

You pause for a second, not sure of what to say. “I slept with Tasukeko,” you blurt looking away from your sister’s gaze.

“Why you looking all glum? Tasu’s a great lay.” You look up as she keeps talking, does that mean what you think it means. Akasuki meets your stare, “Wait! Is this your first time with Tasu? Wow, Ren. You’ve got some willpower, I didn’t make it a week without her finding her way into my bed. I’m honestly shocked you made it nearly 4 years.”

You’re shocked to hear this. You had been under the impression that Akasuki and Tasukeko were just colleagues and friends. “But isn’t it wrong for us to sleep with an employee?” you ask still feeling guilty about the possible **** of power.

“I mean, probably. But Tasu is well a special case, she’s slept with just about everybody at the office. HR knows all about it. Did you know she was technically homeless until like just 2 months ago?” You just shake your head no, amazed that Tasukeko could be homeless especially since you know how much money she makes. “Yea, thanks to her quirk, hammerspace, she didn’t need a place to keep her stuff and that combined with her sexual exploits she just never went to her apartment so she just moved out. But anyways, aren’t you going to ask how my night went?” Akasuki gives you a sly grin that already tells you how her night went.

You’re still shocked to learn the truth about the second in command engineer, but you play into your sister’s hands asking, “How’d your night go, sis?”

“Oh well thanks for asking. But to put it lightly, I think I met my future wife last night.” You nearly **** on your water, that’s not what you were expecting her to say at all. “She’s funny, and smart and just like drop dead gorgeous. Like for real Ren, Iyasu is the woman of my dreams.” You just smile and listen as Akasuki fawns over the woman. “Oh, and did I tell you about Iyasu’s hair? It’s so soft and a bright bubblegum pink.” Akasuki only stops once the food finally comes. “But anyways, I wanted to talk about a bit of business.”

You stop with your fork halfway to your mouth. Akasuki wants to talk business at a Sunday brunch? “Oh, yea? You need some sort of laser engraver or something?”

“No, although if you’re offering. . .” she pauses long enough for you to shake your head no. “It’s actually about the new portable MRI prototype I made last month. It just cleared testing and is ready for us to start selling. But I thought it might be a good idea to give a couple away, you know like charity but it could also be like advertising for the product.”

You just stare at your sister for a second. It’s a good idea, and one that you’d already planned on implementing. You think over for a second on why Akasuki is even thinking about this part of the business, let alone bringing it up now. Then it strikes you, “Hey quick question. What does Iyasu do for a living?”

Akasuki blushes, telling you that you guessed correctly. “She’s a doctor. But come on you know it’s a good idea.”

You smile letting her squirm a bit, “It is a good idea, and I’ve actually already talked to Sales about this very thing. But I’m guessing you have a hospital in mind, so have Dr. . .”

“Nameru.”

“Have Dr. Nameru send the appropriate forms over and we can move forward with it this week.”

“Oh also I stopped by the office this morning to pick up a few things, and look at what came in the mail,” Akasuki digs in her bag pulling out an envelope. She hands it to you and your heart skips a beat at the sight of the Wild, Wild Pussycats symbol. You pull out what appears to be an invite to some kind of party. Reading over the postcard, it seems to be in celebration of their new placement on the Hero Billboard Chart JP. The party would be the night of the billboard event next month, and suddenly you couldn’t wait.