Is This a Company or a Motel?
After the match, the Kazuhiro and Kagawa Umi couple joined me and Aris for dinner. We went to an upscale steakhouse. Since Kazuhiro had scored a goal and earned MVP honors, he’d more than earned it.
Even though Umi and Aris had been at the game, we hadn’t talked much while watching the match, so the two women peppered Aris with questions.
“Like I said before, Aris, you’re absolutely gorgeous~. What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a model.”
“Wow! A real model! I’ve never met one in person before.”
While the women chatted away, I turned my attention to grilling Kazuhiro.
“You barely touched the ball for thirty-seven minutes in the second half. You have to move into space where it’s easier to receive it.”
“Aww, come on! What does hyung know about soccer anyway? I scored, didn’t I?”
Kazuhiro kept groaning in annoyance at my unsolicited coaching. I chuckled and opened my mouth again.
“Congratulations on your debut, you punk.”
“It’s all thanks to you, hyung.”
It was a slightly awkward moment. Kazuhiro seemed genuinely grateful that I had knocked some sense into him when he’d been drifting. Dinner passed, and it was time to part ways.
Kazuhiro declared he was going to set the night on fire, wrapping an arm around Kagawa Umi’s waist as they disappeared. Seeing her lean into him with a coquettish little “Aing~,” it was clear she was just as eager for their night together. They really did make a good couple.
I rode back to the talent development center in the car Aris drove. She seemed reluctant to let me go, stroking my cheek again and again.
“I won’t be able to see you for a whole month now?”
“Yeah… Come here.”
I pulled Aris into a tight hug. She was heading to Milan, Italy, for modeling work and would be gone from Japan for a month. It was a shame not to see her for that long, but if I threw myself into work, the time would fly by.
“I’ll bring you back a present, so look forward to it~!”
“Sounds good. Take care of yourself. Italy isn’t as safe as Japan, so always keep your manager or a bodyguard with you.”
“I will!”
After Aris left, I returned to the talent development center. Tomorrow, another workweek would begin.
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When I arrived at the office the next day, Kurakake Kuma’s seat was empty, as expected. Even his computer was gone. The sight sent a chill down my spine.
“Deputy Team Leader Kurakake Kuma has been stripped of his position in our team due to ‘disciplinary measures’ stemming from an unfortunate incident at his previous post in Taira Trading. Please keep that in mind.”
At Shinone Misano’s announcement, the entire office fell silent as if on cue. Everyone must have been thinking the same thing: So this is the famous disappearing act of the Taira Group’s disciplinary team.
“We’re not especially busy at the moment, so we won’t be filling the deputy position right away. The new deputy is scheduled to arrive around April, so until then, let’s divide up the deputy leader’s duties among ourselves.”
Shinone Misano pushed her glasses up with one finger and spoke in that languid tone of hers. A few days ago I had enjoyed her without the glasses, so next time I wanted the chance to have her keep them on.
People on the community forums might call them “fuck-me glasses,” but when they suited the wearer, they were incredibly sexy. Shinone Misano was a beauty who looked stunning in them. I kept staring until our eyes met. She gave me a sweet smile. I lowered my head slightly and sat down. If we started exchanging heated, lust-filled glances here, the whole team would catch on, so I focused on preparing for work.
“I heard from a colleague at Trading that the deputy had a bad reputation. Rumors about him having messy relationships with superiors’ wives and subordinates’ wives.”
Mimata Chieri whispered the words into my ear. Yeah, the guy really had been a creep. To actually do the kind of thing you’d only expect to see in trashy manga or porn.
“During the company dinner, the deputy didn’t try anything with you, did he, sunbae?”
“No. He looked completely out of it, like his mind was somewhere else, so the dinner ended quickly.”
I see. Even a lunatic like him probably wouldn’t dare target another woman after I’d already caught him.
“Still, it’s too bad about the welcome dinner for our junior. The team leader suddenly collapsed.”
Too bad? I’d had an amazing time with Yasu after so long and felt fantastic.
“Then next time you can buy me a drink, sunbae.”
Mimata Chieri’s face brightened and she nodded. “Should I?”
Even though she was my senior and older than me, her bright, overflowing charm and idol-like face made her feel like one of those insanely popular girls from high school.
“I’ll go over today’s tasks with you.”
I handled the work Mimata Chieri assigned, and before I knew it, lunchtime had arrived.
“Taira Ryuta-kun will be coming with me on an outside assignment today. Let’s eat lunch together while we’re out.”
Shinone Misano’s words made Mimata Chieri pull a face. “Aww, but both lunches look so good today T_T.” Still, when the team leader gave an order, you had no choice but to obey.
That said, wasn’t the team leader auntie being a little too obvious? For me it was a win-win—gaining experience points and feeling great at the same time. I climbed into Shinone Misano’s car.
The place we visited was a nearby furniture factory. They had decided to replace the outdated chairs ahead of this year’s new employee training.
Our Education Support Team had been put in charge. Naturally, the factory president was extremely deferential toward us, since landing a deal with the Taira Group would be a major achievement for him.
Shinone Misano inspected the factory, signed a contract to exchange three thousand chairs, and we stepped back outside. The factory president bowed so deeply it looked like his head might touch the ground.
“Let’s have unagi donburi for lunch.”
Why unagi if she was planning to order me around? Instead of eating at the restaurant, she placed a takeout order on the way there. When we finally arrived, it was at Shinone Misano’s house.
“Make yourself comfortable.”
When I mentioned I ate a lot, she ordered my portion in toku-mori size—extra, extra large. (Regular extra-large was apparently called omori.)
There were different regional styles of eel rice. Nagoya’s hitsumabushi came in a round pot with crispy grilled eel, while the more common rectangular-box version packed with eel was called unaju and was popular in the Kanto and Kansai regions. Since Chiba belonged to the Kanto area, the takeout we ordered was unaju.
The toku-mori size was twice as big as Shinone Misano’s bowl. Looking at the enormous portion, I could sense her lewd intentions—she clearly wanted me to have the energy to exert myself later. Still, I was hungry, so I dug in. The contract meeting had delayed our meal.
Whether it was because I was starving or because the place was genuinely good, it tasted excellent. I ended up wolfing it down without realizing.
Shinone Misano, who was only halfway through her own meal, watched me with a warm, satisfied expression. She looked like a mother proudly watching her son eat well.
“Don’t leave any. You need to eat properly if you’re going to use your strength soon.”
“Oh my♡ What a bold boy you are.”
Having understood my meaning, Shinone Misano gave me a look before resuming her meal. We both finished soon after and brushed our teeth.
But wouldn’t her husband notice the spare toothbrush when he returned from his long-term overseas assignment? When I asked, Shinone Misano gave me a seductive smile and whispered, “Are you scared?”
After brushing, we moved to the master bedroom and slowly undressed while facing each other, as if showing off our bodies. Shinone Misano smiled and reached to remove her glasses.
“Leave the glasses on.”
“Why?”
“Because you look sexy wearing them.”
“Hehe, you pervert.”
I gazed at the now-naked Shinone Misano, glasses still in place. It was the same room as last time, but the time of day was different, so the atmosphere felt completely new. Last time I had seen her naked body by moonlight. Today, warm sunlight streamed in, giving everything a different feel.
Watching her sit naked on the bed, bathed in sunlight from the window, my cock twitched hard without warning.
While the rest of the team was working hard at the office, the two of us were here. The immorality of it sent a thrill through me.
Still, we had to return to the company at a believable time so no one would suspect anything. We kissed, lightly fondling each other’s breasts and pussy as foreplay, then moved straight to penetration. Even with almost no warm-up, Shinone Misano’s tunnel was already soaking wet and slippery.
“Haaang! This is it! I’ve been thinking about it nonstop!!”
“Did you think about it more than your husband’s?”
“I don’t even remember his anymore. You’ve completely overwritten it. Hahut!”
She was a woman who knew exactly how to talk dirty. As she said those depraved words, clearly enjoying the immorality, her pussy clenched tightly and juices dripped down. Come to think of it, I hadn’t used a condom… was that okay?
“I didn’t put on a condom. Is that alright?”
“Yes. I took the pill before we left for the outside assignment, so it’s fine.”
“You lewd bitch!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Realizing she had taken the pill in advance because she wanted it raw made me even more excited. I pounded into her harder.
“Haaang! I love the feeling of my pussy stretching…! Heut!”
“By the time your husband comes home, I’ll have turned this into a complete cum-dump.”
“Nooo, my husband will notice~!”
Even as she protested, Shinone Misano clung to me. She crossed her legs in an X around my waist, urging me to fill her.
“Hwaaang! I’m going to cum! Together—let’s cum together! Feed my long-starved pussy with your cum!”
“Hold on just a little longer so we can finish together!”
I was already starting to feel the signals myself, so I bucked my hips faster. Shinone Misano tried to hold back as I asked, but she couldn’t endure it. Her eyes rolled back as she reached orgasm, and I poured my load deep into the furthest part of her pussy.
It must have been a long time since her last creampie. The moment my hot semen filled her completely, she cried out, “This is it—this feeling!” and fell into an even more intense orgasm.
Afterward we lay together for about fifteen minutes before climbing back into Shinone Misano’s car and returning to the office. By the time we arrived, it was already four o’clock. Just a little longer and the workday would be over. This must be what people meant by collecting a salary while doing nothing.