New Employee Training
Meeting Kawaji Emiko at the gym had been a stroke of luck. It just so happened that she was the staff member in charge of assigning groups for this batch of trainees. Putting the groups together was actually an easy job. All it required was running an app that randomly shuffled the new employees and then splitting them into teams of ten.
I had promised her twenty million yen once this training period ended, and with that leverage I had already gone through the resumes and evaluations of every new hire in advance. Using that information, I carefully built my group with only the prettiest, highest-scoring recruits from different subsidiaries. Kawaji Emiko had taken one look at my list and called me a total pervert, but her eyes were already glazed over at the thought of the money.
“Wow, is this our meeting room?”
“There are slippers at the entrance, so put those on before coming in.”
The ten members of Group 74, who still carried the unmistakable air of college students, filed into the meeting room. Because they were all women, a sweet, feminine scent quickly filled the space. Come to think of it, every one of them was older than me. After all, Taira Ryuta was only twenty. Hmm… It felt like it would cause unnecessary trouble if they found out, so I decided to keep my real age hidden.
According to the schedule, the time before dinner was set aside for the group to get to know one another. We decided to start with self-introductions.
“As I mentioned before, my name is Taira Ryuta. As your mentor, I will do everything I can to support you.”
Since I was the mentor, I went first. After listening to everyone from the very bold Ebie Miyuka all the way to the last member, Asako Ukie, I felt a little lost about what to do next.
Still, we covered names, hometowns, universities, which subsidiary each person had joined, and even casual topics like hobbies and favorite foods, so a decent amount of time had passed. I only needed to kill a little more of it.
“Meeting Room 74 is always open, so feel free to come here if you have group projects or individual assignments. You can also come see me personally.”
I set out the drinks and snacks I had prepared on the rectangular table where everyone sat in a circle. A few eyes sparkled at my last remark.
“Is it okay to meet one-on-one?”
Ebie Miyuka asked the question outright. Hmm… If I answered too eagerly, would I sound like I was desperate?
“If you need counseling, meeting privately makes sense. Um… we can talk in the small office over there on the first floor.”
I pointed toward the separate office. To be honest, I also preferred one-on-one sessions. Besides, anyone who actively wanted to be alone with me would probably start with high favorability, right?
“Me! I want to book a consultation!”
Ebie Miyuka was as forward as ever. When I gave her a small smile and nodded, the rest of the group immediately raised their hands, all asking to schedule their own sessions.
“Then we’ll make sure everyone gets one. I’ll send a LINE message whenever my schedule opens up.”
I didn’t know their individual schedules yet and had no intention of booking ten back-to-back “consultations,” so I kept it flexible.
“Oh! After dinner tonight I was thinking we could have a little welcome party here. How does that sound?”
“Yes!”
“I’m so excited!”
They answered in less than a second. Well, at least everyone was on board. The alcohol I bought wouldn’t go to waste.
“Glad to hear it. I stopped by the mart earlier and bought quite a lot so we could enjoy it together.”
I opened the refrigerator to show them. It was packed so full of bottles that it looked ready to burst, with drinks and retort-pouch snacks stuffed into every available inch.
The freezer was crammed with frozen food and ice cream, but I didn’t bother opening it. They could discover that themselves later.
The group members rushed over to the fridge, exclaiming in amazement.
“Wow, how much did you buy?”
“I’ve never seen this much alcohol outside of a convenience store or supermarket.”
Fifty thousand yen worth of liquor and snacks really did add up. But since all these women would be drinking and eating, I doubted anything would be left over.
“Let’s have dinner together too. The other groups ate with their mentors, but we were the only ones eating alone and it felt lonely.”
“Yeah, let’s eat together!”
It was exactly mealtime, so I let them drag me along by the arm, pretending I couldn’t resist. Taira Yukiko had told me she was too busy as director of the Human Resources Development Center to need to join us for dinner during the training period, so eating with the group was fine.
With so many groups, dinner times were staggered: Groups 1 through 100 at six o’clock, 101 through 200 at six-thirty, and 201 onward at seven. It prevented the entire cafeteria from being flooded at once. Breakfast and lunch followed the same batch system.
Since we were Group 74, we headed straight to the large dining hall as soon as the dinner bell rang. I was pulled along by the girls’ hands the entire way. Tonight’s meal was Salisbury steak. Like the employee cafeteria, you could choose small, medium, or large portions. I confidently ordered the largest size and received four thick patties.
I sat down and waited. When the rest of the group arrived, I noticed that most tables were eating without their mentors tonight.
True to their age, the girls chattered nonstop while eating. I threw in occasional comments and made quick work of the four large patties. They vanished in only eight bites.
After the lively meal and a short break, we agreed to meet back at the Group 74 meeting room at eight and went our separate ways.
“Um… I’d like to have my consultation now…”
While everyone else was pleasantly buzzed and chatting in small clusters, Ebie Miyuka tugged on my sleeve. Her face was flushed from the alcohol. I nodded and whispered in her ear.
“Just wait a little longer.”
“Haa… yes…”
She let out a soft, sensual moan as my breath tickled her ear. I watched the drinking party for a few more minutes, then clapped my hands so everyone could hear.
The sharp sound drew every pair of eyes to me.
“Let’s call it a night here. We’ll have plenty more parties like this, so don’t feel too disappointed.”
“Okay…”
“Ebie, could you stay behind and help me clean up? We’ll rotate cleaning duties each time.”
As the others staggered out, Ebie Miyuka and I tidied the messy room. Even after the last member said goodbye and closed the door, we continued straightening up. Once we were done, the cleaning auntie would handle the rest in the morning.
“The second floor will be more comfortable than the first-floor office. Let’s head up.”
I took Ebie Miyuka’s hand and led her upstairs. Her palm was already damp with nervous sweat. Soon her whole body would be covered in it anyway, so it didn’t matter.
On the second floor, a futon had already been laid out. The moment we arrived, Ebie Miyuka pressed her lips to mine in a hurried kiss. It was quite clumsy. For someone with her looks, she seemed to lack experience. I took control, using my tongue skillfully to send her into ecstasy.
Chup, chuu… chuup♡
The lewd sound of exchanging saliva filled the air as I lowered her onto the futon. We kept kissing while frantically stripping each other’s clothes.
Ebie Miyuka had a slender, athletic build around 160 centimeters tall. Her breasts were a full A-cup. But since I hadn’t had much action lately, any size was more than welcome.
“Haan!”
She reacted sensitively the moment my mouth found her chest. They say smaller breasts are more sensitive—was that true?
“Mmm… ahh! Haaaa…”
I continued sucking and massaging her breasts while my free hand stroked down her stomach, moving lower and lower. I felt soft pubic hair, then a hot, slick region. I first teased the entrance with a fingertip.
“Haaang!! I’m sensitive… I’m really sensitive!”
It wasn’t just the small breasts. Ebie Miyuka herself seemed exceptionally sensitive. I pushed my finger in more slowly. Then I felt it—an unmistakable barrier, like a thin, transparent membrane blocking the way.
“Is this your first time?”
She gave a shy nod. Come to think of it, she had graduated from a women’s university. That explained why she hadn’t met many men.
“Mentor… please make me a woman.”
Her voice was drenched in pleasure. My already rock-hard cock twitched even harder. I couldn’t tear her hymen with my finger, so I withdrew it and pressed the head of my cock against her instead. Rather than entering immediately, I slid it along her perineum up to her clit, stimulating her like an intercrural caress.
“Uhnng!! Hunng! Haaang! It feels so good… I’ve never felt anything like this… I love it! Mentor’s cock… haan!”
While my cock rubbed against her pussy, she eagerly coated me with her flowing juices. Both of us were slick and ready. This time I changed my angle and pushed into the wet tunnel.
“Hyuaaaang!”
There was a small obstacle, but nothing could stop my fully accelerated thrust. I drove forward mercilessly, breaking through the barrier and racing all the way to the deepest point without pause.
“It hurts… it hurts!”
Of course it does at first. I kept the thought to myself and continued moving my hips. Before long, Ebie Miyuka’s pained expression melted into pleasure as she began moving in rhythm with me.
“Mmm… haa… ahh…”
Her moans of pain gradually turned sweet with ecstasy.
Date with Han Yugyeong
The second picture was Han Yugyeong on the subway heading to our date spot, haha.