His appointment with Kirumi doesn't go quite as planned.

A little under an hour later and Shuichi returned back to his cubicle, having eaten a bit more food than he would have liked but having enjoyed his time with his coworkers. Sure, he didn’t really contribute much to the conversation, but he couldn’t help but enjoy feeling like he belonged with them. Plus, it managed to distract Shuichi from his upcoming meeting with his boss, if only for a little while.

Once he got back to his desk, however, Shuichi found himself glancing at the clock constantly as he worked, and tapping his finger nervously on his desk whenever he had a moment to spare. Eventually, 3:00 PM finally rolled around and Shuichi stood up from his desk, an erection already starting to stir in his pants. He then went to the elevator and took it up to Kirumi’s office, where was once again greeted by the blue-haired secretary.

“H-hey there.” Shuichi waved at the woman and walked up to her as casually as he could. “I, uh, believe Ms. Tojo is expecting me?”

“Hmm…” The secretary did a quick check on her computer. “So she is. Please, head right inside.”

Shuichi gave the woman a polite bow and walked inside the executive office, where he found Kirumi typing something on her desktop computer.

“Ah, there you are, Mr. Saihrara. I must commend you on your punctuality.” The maid CEO turned off her computer and stood up from her seat, her dark clothes forming a subtle yet striking silhouette against the grey light of the room. “It’s good to know that you were looking forward to our meeting as well.”

“Y-yeah… of course I was.” Shuichi blushed and rubbed the back of his head. “You’re an incredible woman, Ms. Tojo, and just the thought of spending more time with you…” Shuichi felt his penis throb. “Well, I just couldn’t miss an opportunity like that.”

“I am flattered, Mr. Saiahara, but I’m afraid I have some bad news for you.” Kirumi walked out from behind her desk and gave Shuichi a humble bow. “Although I managed to clear an hour of my schedule this morning, the board of directors scheduled a meeting during lunch that I was unable to postpone. It starts in just a few minutes. I could skip it, but I cannot disobey my masters so brazenly like that. We’ll have to try to find another time.”

“O-oh. That’s too bad.” Shuichi let out a soft sigh but did his best not to seem too deflated. “I guess I’ll just see myself out then.”

“Hold on one moment,” Kirumi spoke up, her stoic expression softening just a hair. “Please, allow me to accompany you back to the elevator. I am going the same way, and it is the least I can do to make up for this disappointment.”

“Thank you, Ms. Tojo,” Shuichi replied, smiling a little. “That sounds like it would be nice.”

The office boy politely held the office door open for Kirumi and walked to the elevator doors to wait for their lift to arrive. Behind them, the blue-haired secretary occasionally let out a muffled giggle, though, Shuichi couldn’t tell what was so funny. Once they were finally in the elevator, Shuichi stood next to Kirumi in silence as they descended and he tried desperately to think of something to talk to her about.

“Should I talk about stocks?” he speculated silently to himself. “No, I don’t think she trades. The company? No, that would be too boring. Would it be safe to ask her more about her maid-“

Shuichi’s thoughts were cut off as the elevator suddenly came to a screeching halt, forcing him to stumble off his feet while Kirumi’s balance wasn’t even touched.

“Huh?” Shuichi pulled himself up off the floor and rubbed his head. “What was that noise? What’s going on?”

“It appears as though our car has gotten stuck between two floors,” Kirumi explained calmly as she glanced up at the elevator’s flashing floor indicator. “I suppose this means I will end up late to my meeting after all.”

“Wha-!?” Shuichi gasped and rushed over to the small box underneath the floor buttons. “We better call for help right away then!”

“Don’t bother; the emergency phone doesn’t work,” Kirumi interrupted. “I checked myself earlier.”

“S-seriously?” Shuichi dug his cell phone out of his bag. “Darn! No cell signal either. What about the security camera?”

“I’m afraid that’s no longer functional either,” Kirumi replied, still in the exact same spot she was when she first entered the elevator. “Which means that we will have to wait until someone realizes what has happened and they send a repair crew to fix the elevator. By my estimate, that means we will be trapped in here, isolated from the rest of the company, for at least thirty minutes.” Kirumi’s eyes shot a glance at Shuichi’s face. “That means if you were to… do something to me in that time frame, then no one would be the wiser.”

“You… you set this all up, didn’t you?” Shuichi swallowed nervously. “I’m flattered you’d do all this for me, I really am, but are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, we could still get caught in here, or my coworkers might-“

“Twenty-nine minutes and three seconds now, Master,” Kirumi interrupted flatly.

Shuichi hesitated for just a moment more before he finally gave in to his lust and threw himself at Kirumi, pressing her against the back wall of the elevator and smashing his lips against hers. He gasped and moaned into her mouth as his hands desperately tried to unbutton Kirumi’s vest and shirt, but he found his attention too rapt by the soft feel of his boss’s lips and the warmth of her body to open more than one.

“Here, let me help you with that, Master,” Kirumi moaned as the kiss briefly broke. She then reached down and undid her buttons just far enough that she could pull her shirt and vest open to reveal her lacy purple bra to Shuichi, which he wasted no time touching. His fingers pressed down hard against the silken fabric and the soft fat underneath, which sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Then, with his tongue still dancing withers, Shuichi gently pulled her bra upwards so he could touch them directly.

“Ah!” For all her discipline, Kirumi couldn’t help but let out a gasp of excitement as she felt her bare nipples touch his fingers. “I trust that my chest is still satisfying, Master?”

“Of course! They’re perfect in every way.” Shuichi bent down ran his tongue along the smooth skin between her mounds as he kept groping them. “I’d play with them all day if I could.”

“That makes me so happy, Master,” Kirumi panted. “After all, I could hardly call myself a good servant if I couldn’t please you in every way possible.”

Shuichi responded by pulling her into another powerful kiss, pushing their sweating bodies against each other in the process. Kirumi jumped a little when she felt his shaft press up against her through their clothes, but she quickly pressed back, massaging it with her thighs.

“Pwah…” Shuichi pulled back from Kirumi, not bothering to wipe the saliva off his mouth. “Is it… okay if I take your pants off now?”

“Of course, Master,” Kirumi spoke with desire laced into her voice. “Whatever you desire.”

Shuichi nodded and turned the woman around, at which point Kirumi undid her belt and placed her gloved hands onto the wall in front of her. Shuichi then took the opportunity to pull down her black pants and purple panties in one motion, revealing her moist, bald sex.

“It’s just as gorgeous as I remember.” Shuichi placed his hands onto Kirumi’s soft hips and leaned forward to give his boss’s pussy a long, wet lick.

“Gyaaaaah!” Kirumi’s toes curled in her shoes and she threw her head back in surprise as she felt his tongue slide along her labia. “M-Master! What are you doing? As your maid, it is my job to serve you, not the other way around.”

“O-oh, well, uh…” Shuichi paused to figure out something to say in-character. “Th-that also makes you my toy, doesn’t it? And as my toy, I get to play with you however I want.” Shuichi punctuated his words with another lick, this time making sure he didn’t miss Kirumi’s sensitive clit.

“O-of course, Master. Forgive me for my insolence.” Kirumi’s voice was starting to shake as she grew more aroused. “Please use me however you desire.”

With her consent given, Shuichi put his mouth back onto Kirumi’s snatch and began licking in earnest, shoving his tongue deep inside her and exploring the writhing cavern. Kirumi let out a loud moan with every movement he made and squirmed whenever she felt him lick a particularly sensitive part of her pussy. Shuichi did a good job of finding those sweet spots as well, and soon Kirumi had to press her hands even harder against the elevator wall just to remain standing.

“Oh, Master! You’re reaching so deep inside me!” Kirumi gasped over the sound of Shuichi’s licks. “T-tell me… are you satisfied with my vagina’s taste and fragrance? If not, I can use a douche to make myself more pleasant next time.”

“Don’t worry, Ms. Tojo. Your pussy is perfect just the way it is.” Shuichi gave the woman’s clit a quick suck that made her legs tremble. “W-what about me? Is my tongue making you feel good?”

“Of course it does, Master. I’ve never felt anything quite like this before. Every prod you makes me feel pure ecstasy, every lick sends me straight to paradise! Uuuugh! Thank you so much for gracing this lowly servant with your heavenly tongue!” Kirumi felt her toes curl involuntarily again as she felt one of her strongest surges of pleasure yet rip through her body.

“G-good… but you want more than just this, don’t you?” Shuichi asked between licks.

“Mmmm, of course, Master~” Kirumi replied, catching on. “I know as a maid I am not supposed to desire anything, but I can’t help myself. I live to keep that magnificent pole of yours happy.”

“Well, you can have it…” Shuichi replied, his soft breath brushing against her pussy lips. “If you beg for it.”

“Please, Master… give it to me!” Kirumi’s voice echoed off the inside of the elevator as she begged shamelessly. “Shove your cock deep inside me! Use me as your toy! Let me fulfill my purpose!”

“A-alright. I’ll give you what you want.” Shuichi stood up and carefully pulled down his pants. “… but the diaphragm stays in.”

“Tch.” A flash of disappointment shot across Kirumi’s face but Shuichi couldn’t tell if it was performative or not. “You can be so cruel, Master. But I will obey if that is what you desire.”

Kirumi held still as Shuichi lined his dick with her hole from behind. He carefully pressed his cockhead against her outer lips and, once he was sure he was properly aligned, Shuichi placed his hands on Kirumi’s back and thrust himself entirely inside. By that point, the CEO was so wet that she was able to take his length easily, but Shuichi still found himself pausing as he was overwhelmed by sensations. As he slid inside her, it was like each individual fold was trying to please his length at once.

“M-Mrs. Tojo! You feel incredible!” Shuichi gasped as he held himself against her groin. “So tight and warm… it really does feel like you were made for this!”

“Mmm, you’re too kind, Master. My pussy is only doing what comes naturally when it touches something so magnificent,” Kirumi replied. “It can’t help but give your cock the worship it deserves.”

“Guh!” Shuichi grunted and gripped Kirumi’s sides as he finally worked up the fortitude to start thrusting, pounding his dick in and out of her ravenous snatch. Kirumi braced herself against the wall and did her best to thrust back, her breasts swaying underneath her frame with every movement she made. Shuichi soon began to outpace the maid in both speed and power, driving Kirumi ever closer to the wall in the process.

“M-Master! You’re being so rough!” Kirumi moaned as her juices dripped down his shaft. “It’s like… you’re an animal all of a sudden!”

“O-oh, really? I can take it easy if you’d like.” Shuichi began to slow down, but a sudden glare from Kirumi let him know that was the opposite of what she wanted. “I-I mean… I know you like it when I use your body like this. I can tell by the way you clench down around me whenever I ram your mound!”

“Ooooh, yes, Master! You read me like a book!” Kirumi moaned. “It’s true! Whenever I feel your body slam into me with such power, I can’t help but feel pure ecstasy!”

“Do you want me to do it even harder then?” Shuichi asked, his fingers already gripping Kirumi’s sides harder.

“Yes, Master!” Kirumi replied even as her arms started to strain.

“S-say it louder!” Shuichi ordered as he began to thrust faster, pushing himself to his limits.

“Yes, Master! Please, fuck me harder! I want you to jam your ick so hard inside me that I feel it when I sit down! I want you to strain my legs so that I can’t walk straight!” Kirumi screamed as her face and breasts pressed hard against the elevator wall. “I don’t care if people notice! In fact, I want them to see it so they know just how dedicated to you I really am!”

“Ah! I… I think I’m getting close, Kirumi!” Shuichi grunted, his hands interlocking with Kirumi’s as thrust so hard he felt like he was going to collapse.

“Please, don’t hold back, Master! Fill me with your love!” Kirumi’s voice was so thick with lust by this point that it was barely understandable, but Shuichi got the message and bottomed out inside the maid before firing rope after rope of his hot seed into her.

The two of them moaned in bliss together as Shuihci rode out his orgasm, with Kirumi occasionally turning her head back so they could kiss while they enjoyed each other’s embrace. Eventually, though, Shuichi moved to pull out of Kirumi, only for him to be jostled out by the elevator suddenly moving again.

“Ooof!” Shuichi grunted as he fell on his ass. “Oh no! They fixed the elevator!”

“Right on schedule.” Despite being in orgasmic bliss mere moments ago, Kirumi had already managed to collect herself and was hard at work fixing her makeup and clothes. Once she was thoroughly cleaned up, she helped Shuichi make himself presentable as well, somehow able to make his clothes so neat it was like they were freshly ironed. Then, she took out a bottle of perfume and used it to spray herself and Shuichi down with a strange sweet scent. “There, that should cover up any lingering smell of sex we might have.”

“If you say so,” Shuichi coughed a little but it did seem to be working. As the elevator finally approached its destination, Shuichi double-checked his outfit to make sure everything was still in order, and while his clothes were fine he couldn’t help but notice there was still something odd; despite having just finished, his erection hadn’t gone down at all. It was still throbbing against his pants, just as hard as it was inside his boss. “Oh my…”

Before Kirumi could ask what was wrong, the elevator doors opened to reveal Korekiyo standing on the other side, as if expecting them.

“Ah, there you are, Ms. Tojo,” Korekiyo greeted with her usual serpentine voice. “The board of directors was wondering where you were.”

“I apologize for the delay, but I’m afraid I was trapped in the elevator,” Kirumi explained calmly. “My tardiness was unfortunately out of my control.”

“Ah, then I’m sure the board will understand.” Korekiyo nodded and turned her attention to Shuichi, who was nervously holding his briefcase over his groin. “And may I ask why you were riding with him?”

“Oh, it was just, uh…” Shuichi stammered as he tried to come up with a good excuse. “You see, I was just going to-“

“We were riding together because he generously agreed to do our company a favor,” Kirumi abruptly cut in.

“Oh? A favor?” Korekiyo softly tapped her fingers against each other. “Sounds interesting.”

“Yes, our usual delivery driver is out sick today, so Mr. Saihara agreed to take our monthly donation down to the Atua Women’s Shelter,” Kirumi explained before turning toward Shuichi. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Saihara?”

“Uh… yes, of course!” Shuichi nodded. “I finished up my work early, so I figured I might as well.”

“How very kind of you, Mr. Saihara.” Korekiyo bowed first to Shuichi and then to Kirumi. “I’ll be sure to give him all the supplies he needs before he goes, Ms. Tojo. Have a wonderful meeting.”

“Thank you, Ms. Shinguji.” Kirumi bowed back before walking away with perfect grace and posture.

“So much for limping…” Shuichi whispered to himself.

“What was that, Mr. Saihara?” Korekiyo spoke up.

“N-nothing!” Shuichi replied hastily. “So, you were going to show me where those supplies were, right?”

“Yes, I was,” Korekiyo replied, turning around. “Right this way, Mr. Saihara.”