Shuichi has an interesting day at work

Of course, when Shuichi woke up the next morning, his muscles all felt so sore from the exercise the day before that he could barely stand up out of his bed. He still had to get to work, though, so he managed to make himself crawl out of his mattress and get ready, bathing, eating, and donning his usual work suit. It wasn’t until he reached his door that he remembered that his black baseball cap was still sitting in the trash back at the mall – but to his surprise, that didn’t really upset him.

When he arrived back on his floor at his office building, he barely made it a few steps toward his cubicle when he suddenly felt a strong, friendly arm wrap around his chest from behind.

“Hey there, Shuichi! Good to see ya!” Kaito laughed as he hugged his coworker. “How are you doing today?”

“It’s, uh, good to see you too, Mr. Momota,” Shuichi replied, struggling to escape from Kaito’s grip until he was finally let go. “I’m doing just fine, thank you for asking.”

“Really now? That’s good to hear,” Kaito said, rubbing chin. “Let me guess, you finally managed to get lucky with a cute girl last night, didn’t you? Yep, I can see it in your eyes! You’re a changed man! I always knew deep down you had what it takes to be a-“

“I know it was you, Kaito,” Shuichi interrupted.

Kaito froze in shock, his body starting to sweat as panic appeared in his eyes.

“I, uh, don’t know what you’re talking about, Shuichi!” Despite his anxiety, Kaito’s wide smile remained untouched and perfect. “I mean, I know I can look beautiful sometimes, but you’re not seriously mistaking me for some girl-“

“Pandora told me it was you when we ran out of time,” Shuichi interrupted again. “I mean, she didn’t tell me that it was you specifically, but once she told me the gist of things it wasn’t very hard to figure out.”

Kaito began to sweat even more but kept smiling even as his body began to subtly shake.

“Pandora? You mean, that online radio thing?” Kaito continued. “I didn’t know you listened to tha-“

“Kaito…” Shuichi placed a hand on the engineer’s shoulder and surprised him by looking him in the eye. “Listen… I’m not upset with you. I know you weren’t trying to manipulate me, you were just trying to make me happy. And knowing that you care so much… well, that makes me happier than any woman you hire ever could.”

“Wow… do you really mean that, Shuichi?” Kaito asked, his mouth agape in shock.

“Of course I do. You’re my friend, after all,” Shuichi replied, almost surprising himself that he was able to say it. “But, uh… please, promise me you’ll never do anything like that again.”

“Haha! Of course, Shuichi!” Kaito pat Shuichi hard on the back, unknowingly torturing his sore muscles. “The next time I hire a girl for you, you’re going to be the first person to know! That’s a promise!”

“Wait, Kaito, that isn’t what I-“ Shuichi began to say, but by then his coworker was already walking away.

“I’ll catch you later, Shuichi!” he shouted back over his shoulder. “Have a great day!”

“Sigh… he’s a good friend but talking to him can be like talking to a brick wall,” Shuichi thought to himself. “Oh well, even if he does hire another sex worker, she can’t possibly be more stress-inducing than Pandora was, right? Right?”

Shuichi pushed the thought out of his head and finally went to his cubicle, though he barely had time to sit down before someone else walked up to him.

“Ah, there you are, Mr. Saihara,” Korekiyo greeted with her smooth, serpentine voice. “I hate to interrupt you right as you’re about to start work, but Ms. Tojo has requested your presence in her office.”

“Oh… uh, did she say why?” Shuichi replied, his mind drifting back to the silky feel of the panties he found on his desk the day before.

“I’m afraid not,” the human resource worker replied. “But if it makes you feel any better, she didn’t sound angry when she spoke with me.”

Shuichi swallowed. “Alright then, I’ll be right there.”

Shuichi went to the elevator and took it up to the second-to-top floor, which was dedicated entirely to Kirumi Tojo’s office. She had tried to get a smaller office so she could be closer to the rest of the employees, but the board of directors insisted that she have a sperate office so that she could hold meetings in absolute privacy. As Shuichi stepped into the office, the light from the heavily tinted windows gave everything an almost otherworldly glow.

“Ah, hello, Mr. Saihara,” the secretary, a woman with long blue hair and a black suit, greeted him. “Ms. Tojo is expecting you. Please, head right in.”

“Thank you.” Shuichi walked into the office and found Kirumi sitting behind her desk, which was made of black glass. “You wanted to see me, Ms. Tojo?”

“Yes, I did,” Kirumi replied from behind her desk. “I noticed that you did not take me up on my offer yesterday, and I would like to say that… I am sincerely sorry for what I did.”

“W-wait, what?” Shuichi took a step backwards in surprise. “You’re sorry?”

“Of course. When I invited you to my office yesterday, I was hoping you could give me some extra orders before my next shift at the maid café, but when you didn’t come I realized that all I did was make you uncomfortable. I gave into temptation and overstepped my bounds, and I even did it at our workplace after I said that I wouldn’t. What I did was nothing short of sexual harassment.” Kirumi bowed her head respectfully towards Shuichi. “So, I called you here to humbly apologize for my behavior and request that we start our professional relationship over again.”

“What? N-no, no, you’ve got it all wrong!” Shuichi replied. “You didn’t make me feel uncomfortable! I would have come to see you yesterday, but I was just… too scared.”

“You were afraid?” The CEO cocked her head to the side curiously but not judgingly. “Afraid of what exactly? That I would reject you, even after I left my underwear on your desk?”

“W-well, maybe a little bit…” Shuichi scratched his face in embarrassment. “But I also had a lot going on yesterday. I’m sorry, I should have let you know somehow that I couldn’t come, but… I would still like to keep doing stuff with you, if you’re willing.”

“Really, now?” Kirumi’s gloved fingers beat against each other for a few moments before she stood up from her chair. “Prove it then.”

“P-prove it?” Shuichi was once again taken aback. “What do you mean?”

“Simple; if you truly wish to keep seeing me, then why don’t you prove it?” Kirumi walked over to Shuichi and calmly held her hands together in front of her. “You have my consent to do whatever you want with my body. If you truly want to keep seeing me, then I’ll see it in your actions.”

“A-alright then.” Shuichi stepped forward, wrapped har arms around the dirty-blonde’s body and looked directly into her eyes. Kirumi was the master of neutral expressions, but even he could sense the expectations behind her soft green eyes. So, he leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips, gentle at first, but then more passionate. Shuichi closed his eyes and let his instincts and her body guide him. His hands rested gently on her lower back as he tasted her expensive, pale lipstick. He was initially tepid about moving deeper into her mouth, but that changed when her tongue politely invited him inside.

As his tongue explored her mouth and their warm saliva mixed together, they could both feel Shuichi’s passion start to grow. His hands gripped her body more tightly, and he could feel her breasts start to press against his chest. Kirumi swayed her hips from side to side, silently encouraging him to keep going. Shuichi did so, moving his hands downwards as they continued to make out until her rear was resting in the palm of his hands. Then, to her surprise, Shuichi gripped her ass hard and lifted her into the air, causing Kirumi to wrap her arms and legs around his body on reflex. The office boy’s sore muscles instantly regretted this decision, however, and he wound up stumbling forward and slamming her ass down hard onto her corporate desk.

He did his best to act like that was part of his plan, however, and used this new position to his advantage. With his hands now free, Shuichi reached down towards Kirumi’s dress pants and unbuttoned them, allowing him to dip his fingers inside. There, he found she was wearing a pair of panties identical to the one she had left him on his desk, complete with silky purple lace. He gently ran his fingers across the surface and felt her pussy just on the other side.

Kirumi’s stoic facade was starting to break now, and she began to moan softly into Shuichi’s mouth. It didn’t take him long to notice that she moaned harder depending on where his fingers rubbed, so he used her gasps to help guide his movements. Up and down his fingers stroked, massaging the silk fabric of her panties against the most sensitive areas of her outer pussy, including her clit. Shuichi kept going until he could feel Kirumi’s wetness through her panties, at which point he moved to pull her panties down – only for her to stop him.

“Mwha… Alright, Mr. Saihara… you made your point. I can tell that you really want me.” Kirumi wiped away a trail of spit that was still connecting their mouths. “Excellent job.”

“Thanks. I just… did what came naturally.” Shuichi blushed. “Do you want me to keep going?”

“I would love to, but… I’m afraid I didn’t plan for any of this to happen today,” Kirumi replied, her rear still indenting the soft pad on her desktop. “As such, I only scheduled in enough time to apologize to you, and not enough time to properly… service you. I’m afraid a prospective investor will be here shortly, so you will have to return to your work.”

“W-wait, what!?” Shuichi let go of Kirumi and hurried to try and make himself presentable, including wiping her lipstick off his mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me that?”

“I did, just now. I would have told you earlier, but I didn’t want the knowledge to affect you during my test.” Kirumi calmly stood back up on her feet, fixed her pants, and gathered the papers that had flown off her desk. “I will hopefully be able to arrange more private time for us tomorrow, but that will likely have to depend on whether or not anyone cancels their appointments. Until then, I wish you a good rest of your day, Mast-, er, Mr. Saihara.”

“Y-you too, Ms. Tojo.” Shuichi waved his boss goodbye and walked out of the office, passing by the investor on his way out. He glanced back over his shoulder to see if his boss was flustered at all, but she was so calm and collected that no one would ever guess that someone was playing with her pussy mere minutes beforehand.

“Well, at least one of us has a good poker face. I’d hate for her to lose her job or reputation because of me,” Shuichi thought to himself as he got on the elevator. “Though, knowing her, she could probably get herself declared Empress by the end of the day if she wanted to regardless.”

Shuichi did his best to copy Kirumi’s casualness as he returned to his desk, greeting Makoto and Kaito with only semi-stiff hellos as he returned to his desk and finally began to work.

Only this time, work seemed to be different somehow. It was hard for Shuichi to put his tongue on as he typed away at his computer, crunching pointless numbers and reading endless portfolios, but eventually he managed to realize what had changed.

He was bored.

Well, in reality Shuichi’s job had always bored him. It bored him almost to tears daily with its endless banality and redundancy, to the point where he wondered he was going to one day evolve into a machine stuck to his office chair that did nothing but inhale coffee and type on his computer.

But today, for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Shuichi actually felt the motivation to… do something about it.

So, after finishing his check on the largest report of the day and checking to make sure one was looking his way, Shuichi took out his phone and texted Kae.

“Hey there, Kae. How’s it going?” his message read.

“I’m doing just great! Are you interested in buying some pictures of my ‘sheet music’?” Kae texted back with a picture of a heart.

“I’m sorry, what?” Shuichi replied.

“… oh! Sorry about that, Shuichi! I didn’t notice it was you!” the pianist apologized. “I’m doing good! I’m just doing a little grocery shopping. Unfortunately, my roommate refuses to buy anything that’s actually edible, so I have to buy for both of us. How about you?”

“I’m just at work, checking reports,” he replied, his eyes scanning the documents on his computer screen whenever he wasn’t looking at his phone. “It’s not very exciting stuff.”

“So, you’re bored, eh? You’re not so bored that you’re going to destroy the whole world, are you?” Kae joked with a smiley face.

“Nah, there’s still a few things left out there that are worth sparing.” Shuichi smiled as he typed. “Though, an apocalypse would liven things up around here.”

“Well, is there any chance you can play some music while you work? That always helped me out back when I had a day job,” Kae typed back.

“I’m in an open office, so that’s unfortunately not an option,” Shuichi replied before remembering that music gift card. “Although, maybe I can do something with music later.”

“Totally! It’s always a good day to get into music!” Kae replied with a picture of confetti. “Anyways, did you see the new episode of Danganronpa yet?”

“Yeah, I did. Is it just me, or is the drama getting really weird and meta this season?”