Lesson 6

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"Hello, Shiba-san." Kisuke said coolly.

"Oh, don't sound so happy to see me, lover." She said cheerily following a boisterous chuckle. Kuukaku Shiba slapped Kisuke on the back and maneuvered herself between himself and Love at the table. Quickly ordering another round of drinks..

"So sorry to crash the party but I kept getting calls from these jokers wondering if I had heard from you. I was like 'why in hell would he call me?'" She followed her statement with another raucous laugh.

"Why, indeed." Kisuke said taking a drink.

She had gone home and changed before coming to the bar. The attire she had to wear at work was much to professional for her taste and she felt good getting into her civilian clothes as she called them.

Faded blue jeans that fit her like a glove accentuated the full curves of her hips and that sat low on her waist just above her pubic bone. When she sat down and leaned over the tapering of her skin into her buttocks was clearly visible. She wore a plain white tank top with spaghetti straps and no bra which was insane considering her large breasts, but there it was.

And there she was sitting right next to him after almost a year. They had dated about that long as well. Until she got a job at Kurotsuchi industries and wanted him to come along. The opportunities were great and Kisuke was tempted but he wanted to teach and that's where there differences started. She chastised him for not wanting something more in life and he called her a bitch for not believing in him. Aside from a month or two of angry sex they had parted ways soon after she took her new position.

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Yoruichi sat in her bedroom holding her slim pink phone in her hand staring down at the screen.

Nothing.

She scrolled thru her menu to her message inbox again. Nothing new since yesterday. She went back to the main screen checking the time.

He usually texts by now. She caught herself and threw her phone on the bed. She sighed heavily staring out the window of the penthouse apartment.

Why hadn't he texted her. Furthermore why did she care? He was a blackmailing pervert, she might not even be the only girl he had done this too. Or was doing this too. Kisuke with another girl. Damn him, he'd better not!

Yoruichi felt an uncomfortable twinge flit thru her...Was it jealousy? She shook her head as she grimaced. She had to keep things clear in her mind for he was the enemy no matter how charming or sexy he was. Or how incredibly wonderful he made her feel. Her grades, her future and the same for her friends being held hostage as well and her body was the ransom here. He had demanded to have her until the end of the semester and that was about two weeks away. Why? So he could get ready for next semester and the next girl?

She should be happy that his interest was waning, right? But she wasn't. That same uncomfortable feeling shot thru her. Him with another girl. Doing the things they did together. She clenched her teeth as her anger started rising.

She was jealous.

"Yoruichi-sama?"

"Hm." Yoruichi turned with a start, seeing Soi Fon standing in the doorway.

"Ahh, yes, Soi Fon?"

"Are you alright?" Soi Fon took a step into the huge lavishly appointed bedroom of her charge. Yoruichi wasnt teh neatest girl and Soi Fon had no problem in keeping her space as neat as possible for her,though Yoruichi had told her repeadtly that it wasnt necessay. Soi Fon didnt mind. Thats what you do for people you care fro. She had responded clearing up discarded bras and panties and putting them in hampers for washing. She had on occasion kept a few pair of the panties especially.

Yoruichi's room was almost 3 times the size of her homeroom at school with a giant canopy bed in the middle of the room. Yoruichi had the pink colors barred from her interior design since she was able to walk. Her mother had taken exception to that ad Yoruichi suspected that may be one of the many reasons they didn't talk. A huge TV was mounted on the wall opposite the bed, that Yoruichi rarely watched unless Lisa, Hiyori and the others were over.

A wall full of windows were to the left of the bed and thats where Yoruichi stood now looking forlorn.

Soi Fon found herself staring at he still made bed, imagining how she and her charge could muss the sheets. Her face flushed and she stared at the floor.

"Yes.. I'm fine."

"Your dinner is ready."

"Umm...I'm not hungry." She said glancing at her phone and turning back to the window.

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"I really have to get home." Kisuke stated, slamming his glass down, then checking his watch. "I do have work tomorrow."

"Don't be such a fucking stranger, we are your friends you know." Shinji said quite loudly, his words sounding slightly slurred.

"I know, and thanks." Kisuke replied reaching in his pocket.

"Oh, no, don't worry about it, man. I got it." Shinji waved him off between gulps of his beer.

"I wasn't worried ,just checking my phone." Kisuke said with a smile before extending his hand and shaking Shinji's. "See ya'."

Kisuke gathered his things, said his good byes and hurried from the bar. He fumbled in his bag looking for his "other" phone. He checked, no messages. His heart dropped. He opened it hurriedly.

"It was good to see you."

Kisuke turned with a start to see Kuukaku Shiba smiling gently at him. The sight took him aback. Kuukaku walked slowly toward Kisuke as he stuffed the phone back into his work bag.

"It's good to see you're doing well."

"Ah, a very p.c. answer. Are you ever going to forgive me?"

"I'm not mad at you. You did what was right for you. I did the same. I'm happy and I'm glad you're happy."

"At work I'm happy but at night,..." she stepped closer to him a sexy smirk on her full red lips, her eyes half lidded. .."I miss you." She slid her hand up his broad lean chest to his neck. Normally before, that would have had him, hell anything she did would have had him. One thing she loved about him was that he was always ready. But her utter disregard for the decisions he made killed something in him beside just their relationship.

He pulled back smiling, gently taking her hand from his chest.

"I have to go, Shiba-san."

"Ok, I know. I left a little abruptly."

He turned, his eyebrow cocked.

"And I kind of said some really mean, shitty things when you decided you were going to teach."

Silence.

"I just want things like they were before when we were friends, when you could look at me without scowling."

"I'm not scowling."

"You know what I mean. Truce."

He'd say anything to end this conversation and get somewhere private so he could text Yoruichi.

"What does this truce involve?"

"Taking one of my calls sometime, maybe. Going out, as friends of course, sometime when we're both free."

Silence

"As friends..." She repeated hoping to reassure him, "helping each other relieve some of the stresses of the day, perhaps." She reached up caressing his cheek softly.

Kisuke stepped back. He knew Kuukaku's favorite way of relieving stress. She saw his reluctance and it stung her.

"Well, lets just start with hanging out." She said trying to salvage the situation. "I got tickets to a Gackt concert this weekend."

"I may be busy…." If he could get Yoruichi to sneak out or use Lisa as a cover then he would definitely have plans.

He looked at her pleading eyes.

"Maybe." he sighed in defeat.

"Cool."

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Her thoughts were still conflicted. She should hate Urahara-sensei for what he made her do, for the position he put her in, but she didn't.

She loved it, being with him. His strong hands holding her body, his soft lips kissing her. Had he been harboring feeling for her this whole time.? A man like that seeing how beautiful she was, not being able to contain himself.

Her eyes closed, thinking back. Yoruichi caressed her breasts in the warm water. The smell of him, the taste of his skin and lips.

Replaying again and again. Her body had a warm tingling feeling as she let her fingers stroke her tender lips beneath the water.

They were still sore, but used to the pounding that Kisuke had given her.

What did he have planned for them over the next couple of weeks, if anything? Would he take her to his home? There was no way they could do it in the penthouse with Soi Fon around.

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Soi Fon watched Yoruichi through the crack in the door as the young girl pleasured herself. Soi Fon had stripped down to her uniform halter top and her lace panties, it was her nightly ritual to watch the young heiress before she went to bed.

The winter break was coming and Yoruichi had asked to stay in Karakura-cho instead of joining her parents in Greece. Being alone with Yoruichi on a daily basis had Soi Fon's thoughts racing and thinking about all the possibilities.

Yoruichi pinched her nipples lightly thinking of Kisuke kissing her while his hands roamed over her body,

She began to rub her clit faster and faster imagining Kisuke in the warm water with her sinking inside her, repeatedly. His thick long cock stretching her wide.

Her head rolled back and forth on the side of the bathtub, she licked her lips wanting the feel of Kisuke's on hers again.

Yoruichi began to mewl and moan. Her fingers rubbing wildly, the water splashing. Outside the door, Soi Fon too in unison was rubbing her clit roughly imaging her head sunk between the silk firm thighs of the young heiress, that she had vowed to protect, to taste her sweet nectar, again and again. That was just a dream and all she had was this every night, every chance she got.

"Ahhh... ahhh" Yoruichi began to moan in delight.

Soi Fon echoed the sighs. Luckily for Soi Fon, the splashing drowned out the sound of her moaning.

And luckily for Yoruichi it also blocked out the sound of her moaning Kisuke's name.

"Haaaaannnn..." Yoruichi cried out in a warm deep orgasm that had her convulsing in the water.

Soi Fon gripped the wall, her body tensing as a powerful orgasm hit her. She bite her lip as her eyes closed tightly, imaging herself between Yoruichi's legs in a wonderful warm embrace.

Yoruichi's breath caught, the last shock wave of her orgasm settling down while she began panting. The water rippling, mirroring the ripples of pleasures flowing through her.

Soi Fon gasped, then took in a breath. She looked back at Yoruichi who too was coming down from the high of her orgasm.

Longing filled her, she touched the door to the bathroom affectionately. Then gathered her clothes, and quickly left the room.

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Kisuke stroked himself slowly in the shower.

His friends had invited him out for drinks but he knew he wouldn't have been good company. His new lover was all that was on his mind.

The hot water poured over him. He had started out with a cold shower, but it wasn't helping. So he gave in, turning on the hot water.

His bathroom was full of steam. His blond hair wet and slick against his head.

"Yoru…ichi...Yoru...ichi… Ohhh, Yoruichi." he mumbled repeatedly as the water flowed over him, one hand pressed against the wall while the other still worked his hard, long, thick and pulsing cock.

In his mind.. she was in his apartment, making dinner in nothing but an apron. He approaches her from behind, taking in the sight of her round firm ass. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he dips behind her pressing himself into her. She giggles happily while reaching back behind her head stroking his hair. He cups a hand under her breast squeezing lightly, his lips on her neck.

"Welcome home, Kisuke." She says, turning to kiss him. He doesn't let her turn completely. Instead he's bending her over the sink, where she was washing vegetables, and pulls out his erect member sinking it into her right away.

In his mind, Kisuke saw himself with his young lover thrusting into her, while in reality he stroked himself furiously.

All too soon a white explosion of pleasure made his breath catch. Soon after he gave a high pitch moan of ecstasy as his body stiffened while several thick ropes of his seed splattered against the shower wall and slowly slid down it's tiles.

"Ahhhh..." He shuddered as the third orgasm, of his short shower, shook his body.

He wiped the evidence from the shower wall and rinsed himself off. Finally he relaxed but only so much. He stepped out of the shower. Toweling himself off looking at himself in the mirror. The thoughts of Yoruichi were still fresh making his cock start rising. He headed into his bedroom, slumping down on his bed.

The thought was running in his mind. The semester is almost over. Two months without her. Once the semester was over he couldn't use her grades anymore. He hoped against hope that she would want to continue. He could feel her little by little slipping, relaxing and enjoying him more and more. When she called out his name the first time, she had tried to explain it away.

The painful thoughts that this may be the last time he would have her made him feel sick. He picked up his cell.

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Across the city Yoruichi sitting up in her bed looking out the Karakura skyline heard the faint chime of her cell phone. Without thinking she scrambled for it, a smile widening on her face.

'One New Message…View Now?' Was on the screen of the phone. A grin that could easily be seen even in the faint light of her bedroom appeared upon her face. The young girl tapped yes on the screen of her phone.

I'm sorry I couldn't text earlier. Cant wait to see you tomorrow. Goodnight princess.

Yoruichi melted into the sheets of her bed. Finally able to relax and sleep, holding her phone to her chest as she did.

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To be continued..