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Atsushi made sure that Iku finished her report first thing into the office. Dojo team was on administration duty and would be working in the stacks.
Compared to her first time or even first month Iku had improved to the point she could locate and deliver a patron's request from the archive just under the average reasonable time for such a request.
She had also managed to learn some of the indexes and could guide patrons into the general areas.
Specific topics still eluded her and she would always direct the patron to more in the know administration librarians.
Atsushi watched as Iku was swamped by a number of children as they entered the main library lobby.
Besides her lower/lacking administrative skills she was still a popular librarian with the children that visited, they would always keep an eye out for her and many actually checked to see when she was rostered on for library duties so they could come and see her.
Iku had inadvertently created a number of fun and enticing programs that a number of other libraries had adopted. The 'find the tree' puzzle she had created for her chief librarian promotional examination had been instituted in every Kanto subsidiary library.
While Iku was assigned to the archives, Atsushi always allowed her some time to greet the children before starting. She would hand out a few wrapped sweats (sugar free ones at Atsushi's insistence, much to her disappointment) and listen to the children gossip with wide eyed childlike enthusiasm.
"Kasahara!" One of the older boy's called.
Iku looked at him "It's Dojo now Ryu."
Ryu looked at Iku them turned his gaze up at Atsushi.
"Wow, scary!" he commented and ran off again.
Atsushi looked at Iku and asked obviously perplexed "What was that all about?"
Iku looked down and shuffled her feet "Um, well, you see back in the day I kinda played up the evil midget instructor from hell shtick."
Atsushi mulled that over for a moment before it clicked.
"So that's why all the young patrons suddenly began behaving around me last year."
Iku nodded her head cautiously expecting a reprimand either physical or verbal.
Atsushi looked at her and smiled evilly "Cool, keep it up."
Iku was lost for words seeing her husband take pleasure in the fear she had instilled of him in the children.
The day went along busily.
Iku received requests, hunted for the books in the archive and sent them off to the collection desk.
She also restocked the returned items as they arrived back.
When lunch time came Atsushi escorted her to the mess hall and they ate together. It was beef lasagne today prepared in the American style.
Iku had never had such a dish before and found it quite to her liking.
Atsushi offered to get the recipe, but Iku waved him off.
"No, I think I will try to make it one day. It looks simple enough. Ground meat in tomato paste in between layers of pastry, cheese and some flour sauce."
Atsushi marvelled at how well she had dissected the ingredients.
Returning to the archives they let Tezuka and Komaki go to lunch.
When there was a lull in the requests Iku went and began cleaning and double checking the shelves near Atsushi.
"Shibasaki once said that there are no cameras inside the library for our patrons privacy and that was the reason there was so many patrols."
Atsushi nodded. "Yes, rule three of the library laws. Libraries guarantee the privacy of users."
"Are there any cameras in the archives. I've never seen any but the ones in the hallway outside."
"Quite a while ago we did but they were removed because it was too much effort to watch stacks upon stacks of books that were hardly touched, it was more effective and efficient to only survey the restricted selection in the sub basement vault. We only watch who comes in and out of the archives. There are a few motion sensors though." Atsushi turned to her sensing a reason to her question "Why such the sudden interest in library security my dear?"
Iku blushed before straightening her back and sauntering over to her husband.
Dropping the duster she wrapped her arms around his neck and ground her thigh gently into his crotch.
"Oh no reason." She mumbled.
Atsushi kissed her "We've been married less than a week and you want to fuck in the stacks."
Iku kissed him back, grinding into him harder, feeling his erection grow.
"Well the guys won't be back for another half hour and even if they did we are in the lower resource section so they have no reason to come down here straight away. If a request does come in for our section our pagers will alert us but I doubt anyone will because the librarians at the main desk just went to lunch and none of the internal requests need to be answered until after they return. So essentially we won't be disturbed."
Atsushi smiled broadly"I'm amazed that you've put so much though into this. Was it planned or have you just come up with it right now?"
"Bit of both actually, been waiting for the opportunity to broach the idea too you"
Iku slid her hands into his shirt and felt his heart beat increase. He groaned and rubbed himself gently against her.
Iku stopped and took a step back. "So you in or out?"
Atsushi growled "Hike up your skirt."
Iku almost jumped with joy. Rapidly rolling up the knee length uniform skirt. Atsushi unbuttoned his pants. It would not do to leave wet patches on the front of them. Letting his pants drop and pool along with his boxers at his ankles, his manhood stood out proudly towards her.
Standing dead middle of the row there were small ladders up to a second level of each stack. Iku grabbed a handrail in each hand. She lifted herself and wrapped her legs around his waist. Atsushi used the tip of his hardened erection to push aside her panties and spear himself into his gorgeous and seemingly insatiable wife.
Iku let out a long drawn out moan as she sunk to the hilt. She took him easier than she had just days prior, becoming used to his shape and size.
She let him work into her, driving at his own pace as he figured out the best way to support and fuck her at the same time. Eventually settling on putting both hands on her toned buttocks and ramming in as hard as he could, as fast as he could.
The passion of wild sex, intermixed with the thrill of possibly being caught was amazing.
Arms still sore from her morning workout sexercise, Iku could only hold onto the rails and take his thrusts.
Powerful, deep and oh so amazing. She felt his silky smooth thickness glide with the help of her slick, wet, inner juices.
She could feel her love tunnel had already begun to shape to his. A few more sessions like this and she would be formed perfectly for his needs. Each thrust in stretched her. And she could feel herself re-tighten less and less after his each withdraw. Like a rubber band stretched to the max, she would never be the same again.
Raw passion and need filled his gaze and fuelled his penetrations.
Iku came suddenly without warning.
A light fluttering feeling, leaving her tingling and wanting more. It was unlike her usual earth rendering orgasms. Tantalisingly soft.
She could feel her core building with pressure. Each stroke of his length adding to her innermost lust filled fire.
Atsushi grunted. Focused on speed; in need of his release.
This felt like the most stressful moment of his life. The combination of fear and desire both raged inside. He did not know if he should finish or run away.
Iku brought the best and worst out of him, and this situation, whilst desirable on a level he never expected, also caused him great emotional anguish.
It was then that Iku's body clamped down around him. Every muscle between her thighs was squeezing him vice like. He watched her eyes roll back into her head and her mouth open wide in a giant 'O'.
She went slack in his arms suddenly and he felt a small flood of water crash against his own thighs. Instantly her arms released their death grip on the handrails and Atsushi was forced to take all her weight.
The sudden change in position brought him over the edge and he added his own fluids to the mess.
Atsushi looked at Iku with concern. Her head lolled back and to the side.
Carefully he withdrew from her and gently lowered her to the floor. A small stream of their combined lusts dripped from her.
Time of the essence, he slapped her softly on the face. When she did not wake he drew his arm back fully.
Iku woke with a start and clutched her head.
"Owww!" She groaned "I passed... out?"
Atsushi looked down at her with even more concern as he refashioned his pants.
Iku looked up at him still dazed "I was so intent on not shouting out I focused everything on my orgasm. Totally more powerful."
"Was that the cause or the effect?"
Iku smiled "Don't use big words at the moment, my head feels light as a feather and my crotch feels as if it's been set on fire."
Atsushi blushed at her candour "I meant, was it the orgasm that made you pass out or the strain of focusing?"
Iku slid sideways and twisted to look upwards.
"Bit of both I guess. I so wanted to get it done fast that I had a mini orgasm that made me just want to have more. So I pushed myself as hard as I could only I didn't want to make a noise and may have held my breath."
Iku gave a dopey lopsided smile.
Atsushi couldn't help it and laughed out loud. "You beautiful moron."
Iku pouted but smiled. Reaching out her arms Atsushi helped her off the floor.
She stood and wobbled on her feet for a moment. She looked down as a copious amount of their combined lust flowed from her once more.
She giggled and realigned her panties and skirt. "Even after this morning you really got into it." She leaned over and kissed him "Did you enjoy fucking and cumming in your unconscious wife?"
Atsushi blushed even brighter red than he already was.
Iku giggled again "Thought so, we are so doing this again."