Ichigo's New Job
Chapter 8: Job Retraining
IchigoXIkumi
After Ichigo got his powers back….
Ichigo's House
Ichigo POV
Ichigo walked up to his room, feeling better than ever. He finally had his powers back and everything felt right again. So it was with little surprise when he opened his door that he found Kisuke sitting on his windowsill smiling. "Evening, Ichigo."
Ichigo scowled. "What do you want, Kisuke?"
Smiling behind his fan, Kisuke observed his repowered student. "Oh nothing much, just wanted to see how my protégé's doing. You've had a rough week."
Ichigo nodded in appreciation. "And then some…."
"So…feel like getting back to work?"
Ichigo deadpanned. He should've known that that was what he was here for. "I don't know, Kisuke. It's been a while and… I've kinda moved past that."
"Aww! But Ichigo! Think of all the unhappy women who've been sad for all these months, with no man to comfort them. It was a sad day when I had to tell them all that you've gone into early retirement…."
"No, you just want all the cash that my job brought you!" Ichigo retorted.
"Hey, what's life without a little profit?" Kisuke joked. "But I didn't hear a no…."
"Um…Kisuke, I've been a little out of practice ever since I lost my powers. And no, don't send Yoruichi my way! My dad's already had to repair my bed 14 times!"
Kisuke chuckled as he reached into his pocket and grabbed two items. "No. Yoruichi's out hanging with Soi-Fon right now and she's unavailable. Remember how I offered to hire you a "tutor" when you first started work?"
"Yeah? You said it was a business associate here in the human world. So who is it?"
"Oh, you've already met…." He tossed him the address. Then he tossed him a large wad of cash. "Here. A little incentive. She doesn't know everything but she knows the general circumstances."
Ichigo didn't even need to look at the address. "Seriously? My boss, Ikumi?"
"Oooh! You have gotten smarter while you've been gone. Or maybe that's 'cause you're thinking with the head on your shoulders and not the one in your pants."
"Shut it!"
"Temper temper. See?" Kisuke said flipping his fan shut. "Look how uptight you are. You need to loosen up! And remember, Ikumi's job description is "Odd Jobs", remember?"
Ichigo stared at him before unfolding the sheet of paper, seeing Ikumi's name on it. "This isn't going to be pleasant…."
The Next Day….
Ikumi's House
Ichigo POV
Ichigo walked up the steps to Ikumi's. Suddenly the nervousness he felt when he'd first taken up this job was coming back to him. He kinda left his job with Ikumi right after he got his powers back and now here he was.
Sweat rolled down his chin as he knocked on the door, waiting for a hand to grab, punch or slap him. Surprisingly, when the door opened there stood Ikumi, wearing a black bathrobe. "On time, that's a first!" she noted with a cheeky grin. Standing aside she gestured to the house. "C'mon, Ichigo. Inside."
"The more things change…" Ichigo grumbled as he walked inside. He jumped when Ikumi walked behind him and gave his ass a quick squeeze. "Hey!"
"Just checking out the goods before I try them! Heheh…" Ikumi chuckled before taking him by the hand, leading him to the bedroom. "I must say, Ichigo, I'm quite disappointed. You leave my employment only to become a prostitute."
"Yeah I know…" Ichigo said with his head bowed in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I should've told you ahead of time and-"
"Are you kidding? If I'd known you were gonna do this, I'd have hired you out to women myself! Come to think of it, I should've thought of that a long time ago!" Ikumi said laughing. Ichigo blushed at the notion.
Leading him to the bedroom, Ikumi closed the door, silently locking it. Her son was at a sleepover with a friend so they were alone for the night. "Ichigo, it's time I found out how well you can really handle a woman…."
Turning around, Ichigo blushed as he had the sight of his first client in months. Ikumi shrugged out of her bathrobe, revealing her luscious body, barely covered by skimpy blue lingerie. Ichigo had to stop himself from drooling at the sight. He had to admit, whatever weight she had from carrying her kid she lost it and then some! Her body looked perfectly sculpted, the pinnacle of mature beauty.
Flashing a smile, Ikumi undid her hair, letting her black locks scale down her back. "What's the matter, Ichigo? You look like you've never seen a woman in all her glory before…" she teased as she walked over to Ichigo. "First, let's start off slow…."
Ichigo lifted his hands over his head as Ikumi grabbed his shirt, letting her take it off. He saw Ikumi lick her lips and growl seductively as she saw Ichigo's toned body. Ichigo pulled her close, her chest pushing against his, and kissed his boss. Moaning into the kiss, Ikumi ran a hand through Ichigo's hair, rubbing her body up against his. She had to admit, the boy was a good kisser! She gasped when Ichigo's hands reached around to cup her firm cheeks, letting him slip his tongue into her mouth.
Not wanting her employee to take control, Ikumi broke the kiss and pushed Ichigo down onto the bed. "Now Ichigo, who said you could be in charge?" Ikumi said smirking. "This is supposed to be a learning experience, remember?" Not waiting for Ichigo's response, Ikumi grabbed Ichigo's pants. Quickly unbuttoning and unzipping it, Ikumi tugged his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. She saw the huge tent sprouting up and licked her lips. "Ichigo, you've had that this whole time and you've been giving it to other women? I'll admit, I'm jealous…"
Slithering onto Ichigo's chest, Ikumi pressed her body against his as she kissed him again, enjoying the boy's experienced hands as they traveled up and down her back. Reaching behind her, Ikumi undid her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders.
Ichigo watched as her rack was freed from the undergarment. He couldn't stop starting at her chest. He knew that she always wore tight-fitting shirts but even so they were just as big as he secretly imagined. His hands crawled up her sides to cup her firm mounds, molding them in his hands. "Ahhh, that feels nice…" Ikumi cooed as Ichigo leaned up to suckle her breasts. "Mmmmh…." Feeling his large bulge brush against her leg, Ikumi scooted off of Ichigo and grabbed his boxers. Seeing his manhood standing at attention made her raise an eyebrow. "Ichigo, you've kept this from your boss? Shame on you!" she sarcastically remarked.
Ichigo moaned as Ikumi straddled his lap, rubbing her pantie-clad pussy against his shaft, feeling her juices seep through the thin blue fabric. His hands went to her toned thighs, feeling her soft skin. Despite her vigorous work, Ichigo was amazed at how soft and smooth Ikumi's body was. Though he knew this his "retraining", Ichigo had always chafed at the way Ikumi acted around him.
Ikumi was shocked when Ichigo's arms wrapped around her body and the boy rolled over, her back hitting the sheets. She shivered as Ichigo's warmth invaded her body, her legs curling up. "Hey!" Ikumi cried out. "I thought I was the one who's supposed-" Ichigo silenced her with a deep kiss, running a hand through her black hair. Ikumi couldn't help but melt into the kiss. It'd been so long since she'd been held by a real man, and now here her employee was, making her feel like a woman again. 'Mmmmh! This kid's got a knack at this!" As they broke the kiss Ikumi cooed as Ichigo's cock rubbed against her covered entrance, hearing a wet, naughty sound as her juices soaked her underwear.
Deciding that they'd had enough foreplay, Ichigo reached down and grabbed the hem of her blue panties. Ikumi closed her legs, letting Ichigo slip off the panties easier and joining him in her birthday suit. Wrapping her legs around Ichigo's waist, Ikumi pulled him close, planting her lips against his. As Ichigo pushed the head of his cock into her dripping core, Ikumi smiled. "Don't hold back, Ichigo. Show me just how much of a man you really are! Oh!" she suddenly remembered. "And don't worry, you can cum as much as you like inside me. I'm on the pill so I won't be knocked up." Ichigo smiled in appreciation.
"I intend to!" Ichigo cheekily said. Without any more hesitation, Ichigo pistoned his cock into her pussy, sighing in pleasure as he became intimate with the first woman he'd had since he lost his powers. Ikumi gasped as she was filled, letting out moans when Ichigo pulled out and shoved right back in. "Ikumi! You're so tight!" Ichigo moaned into her ear. 'She's so tight! Did she really have a kid?' he wondered.
"Ooooh, that's it!" Ikumi cried out, her hands going to Ichigo's back. The boy moaned as she dragged her nails down his back, leaving red scratch-marks. He had a feeling she'd be a little rough and he somewhat enjoyed it. He grasped one of her swaying tits and squeezed the firm mound, making Ikumi smile up at him. "Heheh, you just can't resist, can you? I bet you've wanted a piece of me since you started to work for me, didn't you?" she asked with a grin, her heels digging into the small of his back.
"Would it surprise you if I said yes?" Ichigo said smiling. Ikumi rewarded his honesty with another steamy kiss.
Deciding that missionary was getting a little old, Ikumi stopped him. "Sit down, Ichigo," Ikumi instructed. Nodding, he pulled out of her and sat back. Sitting up, Ikumi crawled onto Ichigo's lap and slid back down onto Ichigo's cock. "Ohh, it's so big!" Ikumi couldn't help but shout as she began to ride Ichigo. The boy buried his face into her impressive cleavage as she dug her nails into his shoulders, the bed beneath them shaking as Ikumi bounced on Ichigo's lap. Ichigo's hands cupped her ass and pushed her up and down faster, making her bouncy tits smother his face. If Ichigo had suffocated from lack of oxygen then and there, he'd have died a happy man.
Not having intercourse since she'd given birth years ago, Ikumi was the one who ended it as she felt the bubble inside her burst as Ichigo reached down and played with her clit. "Oh! OH! ICHIGOOOO!" she screamed as she came, her walls tightening madly around Ichigo's cock. Moaning into her breasts, Ichigo came inside his boss, falling back onto the bed as he creampied her.
Ikumi collapsed onto his chest as she came down, panting heavily. "Wow, Ichigo! I feel stupid for not hiring you out myself! You've got a real gift with women!" She suddenly felt Ichigo shift inside her and realized Ichigo was still hard inside her. Smiling down at Ichigo, Ikumi wagged a finger in front of him. "Ichigo, you dirty boy! You still haven't had enough? I'm gonna have to take that out of your pay!"
Ichigo grinned from ear to ear. "Totally worth it!" Ikumi silenced his impetuousness with another kiss as she slowly rolled her hips….
Meanwhile….
Urahara Shop
Urahara POV
Kisuke was in heaven. As soon as he told the Soul Society that he was back in business, the requests came pouring in! "Heheh, I don't think Ichigo's going to be sleeping anytime soon…."
"Hello…."
Recognizing the voice, Kisuke whirled around. As he saw the speaker, his eyes narrowed in anger.
"What do you want?"
To Be Continued….
Next Chapter: Getting down and dirty
