Internal Affairs
Blushes and Notes
style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">Twish's Note: style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">My deepest gratitude to
the first three who reviewed, namely kallipygia, Lexie and Zerianyu...
I'm glad you liked it. style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">I just couldn't help
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I'm worried sick about hitting a writer's block after getting two
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Everyone who reads this is of age, because
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bent.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Internal Affairs
style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Chapter 2 – Blushes and
Notes
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao Makimachi closed
her mini
PDA and smiled at nothing in particular. Aoshi’s
coming back today!!! She could barely contain herself… she spent
the past
night imagining what sort of things they would do to each other, after
seeing
the simple message on her email that stated his flight details and a
short note
saying when he would be going to the office. The past four nights
without him,
after more than two weeks of having unbelievable, delicious,
unadulterated sex
was sheer torture. She even reckoned that she probably had invented
more ways
of pleasuring herself the past days than Cosmo ever wrote about. Thank
God for
the silver dildo she bought way back in her college days that was put
out in
circulation and became reacquainted with her pussy again, as a way of
venting
out her frustration.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Nevertheless, it was a
professional, friendly and efficient front that she put up for the rest
of the
world. Heaven knew how everybody would react to find out that the
hyper, cute
kid and the Ice block that was her boss could hump like rabbits
anywhere and
everywhere, at any given time. Which was the truth, of course, but
truth was
always stranger than fiction--- which suited everyone just fine. And
that was
just how Kenshin Himura who was Aoshi’s business partner, and his
sidekick,
Sanosuke Sagara whom she thought of as a rooster head, found her as
they walked
into Aoshi’s inner sanctum that morning.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Good morning, Mr.
Himura! My
boss isn’t back in yet, but he will be in a few moments or so, so go
right in
and make yourselves comfortable and I’ll be right out here if you need
anything.”
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Good morning to you
too,
Misao, and please, no formalities, just Kenshin would do.” Kenshin
smiled at
the girl, thinking of how he told Aoshi weeks ago that she wouldn’t
last being
under him, seeing as how it only took him a few days to send every temp
assistant he had scurrying for cover before. It seemed she had spirit
and
brains after all. He doubted if Aoshi would take on someone who didn’t
have a
fast pick up.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Oi, weasel, how’s
things?”
Sanosuke mock leered at her, chewing on another licorice stick. He
liked the
plucky little girl, seeing firsthand as how her diminutive size didn’t
stop one
bit at pounding Seta Soujirou from Marketing into the dust when he felt
her up
in the elevator on her first day. However, after seeing her face turn a
bit
weasel like during the event, the name weasel got stuck whenever he
talked to
her.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao rolled her eyes
and
ruined the effect by laughing. Trust Sano to be less than politically
ect.ect.
Although at least, his teasing was quite harmless compared to some
others she
had been subject to since the day she started working for Aoshi. Some
of the
other girls had been rather vicious and wicked to her, criticizing
everything
from her size to her under the waist length hair. Those people, she
ignored.
She was the one who ended up having sex everyday with Aoshi, after all.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Fine, just peachy.
Rooster.
What brings you here?”
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Ahhh… well, business
updates,
la-la-la, you know the drill. I‘m just here for support! Anyway, I’m
off inside
then.” Sano said, going towards the 2 way mirrored doors separating
Misao’s
office from Aoshi’s.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao was left back to
her
musings and she stared blankly at the computer screen, remembering the
encounters, brief and long that she had with Aoshi. Her right hand,
unseen
under her desk, started creeping slowly between her legs as her mind
chronicled
all the things that she and Aoshi did to each other.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">That she read him her
weekly
report while he had his naughty hand went under her skirt, his fingers
seeking,
stretching and doing all sorts of things until she came in his hand…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">How he made her strip
and
straddle him in his chair, him fully clothed except for his magnificent
dick
rising from his open fly, and fuck him right there, naked as the day
she was
born, until they nearly broke the chair after everyone had gone on
home… They
still had another session on the floor after that.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">The quickie fuck
against the
hotel bathroom wall during a fund raising event that HS hosted after
seeing her
in a skimpy black gown and discovering that she didn’t wear any
underwear that
night when she whispered it to him in the middle of soup…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Getting a room in the
same
hotel to her delight afterwards and making her have at least four
multiple
orgasms before satisfying himself as an apology for the quickie in the
bathroom…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">The way she jumped him
in his
car at a deserted parking lot, after watching a movie of her choice…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">How on the last night
before he
left on his business trip, he made love to her on the very floor of his
office,
his mouth traveling the length of her body and his hands memorizing
every inch
of her, leaving her deliciously sore with bite marks all over…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">They did many more
things that
cause Misao to blush deeply in guilty pleasure, because she was sure
her
grandfather Okina would chase both of them with his sticks and skin
Aoshi alive
if he found out what the hell was it that made her go home so late at
night. She
didn’t live with him anymore but she doubted if he would be pleased to
know
that he had a budding nymphomaniac for a granddaughter, and THAT was
one of the
few things that she ever held back from the only authority figure that
she had
known and loved from the time that her parents died.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">She was so into her
sexual
daydreams that she didn’t notice the man in question come in.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Hello Misao, I’m back,
any
calls while I was gone?” Aoshi said casually, taking note of her
slightly
flushed countenance, wondering slightly as to what may have caused it,
squelching unwanted feelings of jealousy.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao started, she was
so
surprised that it left agape for a moment. She quickly gathered herself
and
replied “I put a detailed report on your desk today, the Japanese futon
suppliers have been calling non-stop about the deal with Builder’s
Digest, and
Mr. Himura and Sanosuke are waiting for you in your office right now.” style=""> Damn if
that wasn’t embarrassing. Oh hell.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Aoshi simply crinkled
his brows
together over his chiseled features and shrugged his thanks, going
towards his
office. He stopped halfway and turned, dropping a stack of folders on
her desk.
I miss you but I don’t know how to let
you know…
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Oh, and before I
forget, have
these typed and forwarded to the involved parties.”
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao glanced up from
her
computer as he was talking, and saw the barely controlled desire in his
icy
eyes, sending a shot of pure lust straight at her, pooling low in her
belly.
She felt dampness spread between her legs. Oh
damn it! I hope I don’t get a stain on my dress with that one!!!
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">As he walked away, she
opened
the first folder to see what he had given her, and saw a note with her
name
scrawled in the bold strokes of her boss.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Misao,
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">4 days without you was
bloody hell. Have pity on me. Come to me tonight
around ten o’clock. Spend the weekend with me at my house. Bring
dessert. The
address is at the back.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Aoshi
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">No declaration of
love’s,
kisses, I miss you’s or even an XOXO. It may have seemed a bit harsh
but Misao
knew that it was simply his way of telling her that he missed her,
which was
enough. She didn’t expect feelfeelings to be the same way as hers, and
hers
were teetering closely to the scary unknown depths which she wasn’t
ready to
face yet, but she was willing to take whatever she could get. She
smiled to herself
as she put the note in her bag and started to work, happily imagining
what kind
of dessert would work best with what he had in mind that she would
bring for
the reunion later.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Inside, a chorus of
hello’s
were exchanged as Aoshi made his way up his chair, which was slightly
off
balance. He smiled a little crookedly as he remembered just WHY as
as
that
way, and sat down carefully.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“So, how was the trip?”
Kenshin
asked, his sharp purple eyes taking note of the unusual occurrence of a
smile
on his friend and partner’s normally reserved face and wondering as to
what put
it there.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Ah, well, it was pure
work
24/7, but at least we got some leeway with those unbearable Koreans.
They
signed the deal, meaning we should work harder to make sure they don’t
us
us
in the back later…”>
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Hey, ice-man, they
did? Then
relax and enjoy the winnings a bit! Maybe melt some of your iciness in
some piña
coladas and get a girlfriend…” Sano said, still chewing on his licorice
stick,
undaunted by Aoshi’s slightly unpleasant glare.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“You should learn to
let go
once in a while, that you should.” Kenshin gently chided him, noticing
his
haggard face for first time.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Ha! Did it ever occur
to you
that I may have a life you don’t know about?” Aoshi jokingly retorted.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Kenshin and Sano
stopped dead
in their tracks. What kind of life are
you talking about? Was written plainly on their faces as they
stared at
Aoshi in surprise.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">“Kidding, kidding,
let’s not
get ahead of ourselves down here… How’s Kaoru and the kids?” Aoshi
decided to
toss the ball in the other court. What on
earth possessed me to say that?!!!
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Kenshin visibly
relaxed, seeing
as it was his favorite topic. “Kaoru is fine, Dr. Takani told us that
we are
expecting our fourth child this October…” he said shyly, blushing as
red as his
hair.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Sano guffawed and
sld
Kd
Kenshin on the back. “You never told me that, you dog you! Your fourth
kid in seven
years of marriage?! What’re you trying to do, populate countries with
the zero
birth rate? Is whatever it is between you and Kaoru THAT good???
Congratulations, man!”
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">Aoshi rolled his eyes,
then
murmured his congratulations. His
actions were lost on Sano since he never was one for subtlety. Kenshin
blushed
deeper and muttered something about how not everyone was an Ice Block
and that
he was simply that good in bed with his wife that it scored every time.
Aoshi
and Sano both broke into laughter at that one.
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style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">As they settled down to
talk
business, Aoshi started thinking about how Misao would take his note,
and grew
hard as he thought of how her hands, lips and body felt on his own
after four
days. He put his hand in his pocket where he felt the ripped panties
she left
behind on their first encounter that he brought everywhere with him
since that
day. He groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long, long day.
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Hopefully, soon...