KirioXKarin
Stumbling as I walked down a long hallway on the busiest floor of the work building, I cursed under my breath for the possible thousandth time that evening. I was so pissed at my husband for what he'd done to me earlier during a staff meeting that I could barely speak!
And I could barely walk, either..
"Good night, Mrs. Karasuma!" the employees called while they packed up to leave and I passed their desks and work areas. I forced a smile, which was hard despite how flustered I had been for a good 4 hours now. I hadn't been able to finish anything since that stupid meeting!
I waved at the tired workers, thanked the few last minute congrats on my VERY recent wedding, and continued down my path to my husband's office. Boy, was he going to regret doing such a thing to me during that meeting once I spoke to him..
I almost tripped on my way to the elevator, trying desperately to keep my legs closed so I could rub the itchy feeling away somehow with my thighs. I couldn't believe how hot and wet and aching I was down there. If I had had any idea what kind of things Kirio had planned for me to make up for our interrupted morning after our wedding, I would have stayed home today!
I was exhausted since we'd spent our wedding night exploring each other's bodies and several times making wild love to each other. We finally fell asleep around 4 in the morning, then woke up 2 hours later scrambling to get our clothes and rush out of the hotel room to drive to work.
There were a whole bunch of problems with our company that led to us having to let a handful of people go, so Kirio and I had to take over their jobs to prevent another crisis. Unfortunately, that plagued us with piles and piles and piles of stressful work, which is why having a honeymoon wasn't an option. We were just lucky that we managed to keep an employee that we almost had to let go, because that employee's job was so difficult that it would take the both of us to finish their work, and then if that happened, we wouldn't have had a wedding night at all. We would have said our vows, had our party and dinner, and then left to go back to the office. Which would have been terrible.
And we're not workaholics, either. We're just trying to prevent problems and get work done for our company, is all. I know Kirio would have it another way so we could spend more time together, but everything happened so suddenly that we were out of options. And our work was important to us. If we went away on our honeymoon, someone would have had to do that work, and they would be the ones stressed out instead of us. And neither of us wanted that.
I punched in the 5th floor number and gripped the bar against the wall as I shut my eyes and reached underneath my annoying pencil skirt to feel between my legs. I let out a shocked gasp when my skin came in contact with my cold, drenched underwear. I was literally dripping wet down my thighs!
"How is this possible...?" I blushed darkly. So maybe I had really been fantasizing about my husband all day. And it wasn't what had happened earlier during the meeting that made me this wet. When he got a chance, Kirio would steal a hot kiss, lick or bite my ear, kiss my neck, or maybe even grope me somewhere. And when we were alone he would whisper in my ear in full detail exactly what he'd rather be doing with me instead of work.
So yes, I was soaking wet from everything he'd said or done. And I refused to touch myself to take care of my arousal because he deserved to make up for leaving me flustered and unsatisfied. What a jerk.
Ding Ding
I barely waited for the elevator door to open before I squeezed through the door and almost ran down the empty hall to my husband's office. I wondered if I would surprise him.
When I was face to face with his door, I took a deep breath and squeezed the handle before yanking it open and stepping inside. I breathed in the scent of my husband's favorite cologne and felt myself become impossibly wetter. He'd worn his cologne on our wedding day and it seemed to have somehow stuck to his skin during our wedding night. Just having flashbacks of our first several times together seemed to heighten my arousal.
"KIRIO!"
He sat at his desk toward the back wall of the room, glasses hanging loose at the tip of his nose as he leaned over his desk, writing something. He jumped at the sound of my voice and glanced up, scarlet eyes wide in surprise.
His expression softened when he saw me, but I only glared back.
"Karin!" he beamed, "I was just about to go looking for you once I finished my work. I was wondering why you hadn't stopped by my office yet."
"I've been busy!" I growled, "Now would you mind telling me why you molested me this morning under the table during a very important meeting?"
My husband's eyes flashed as he grinned at me seductively. I refused to let it charm me, though it was hard to ignore. Really hard. "Oh yeah. You seemed to love it, but I was surprised you managed to not let your voice out. That was very impressive, Mrs. Karasuma. And if I can remember, I think I left you unsatisfied...Sorry, the meeting ending abruptly. "
"Of course I didn't make any noises, we were in public! Now why did you do that, you pervert?! And yes, I was unsatisfied, and still am!"
"Why wouldn't I touch you? You're my wife."
"But you could have done that somewhere we could be in private!" I was blushing now, awfully embarrassed by the conversation, which was supposed to be me scolding my husband for almost getting us caught, but I had already given up trying to convince Kirio that he'd done something bad. But Kirio is the kind of man who really has no shame for anything.
"Awww, you're embarrassed? That's cute."
"I've been suffering all day because of you! And I'm soaking wet and I can't focus on anything! And I'm shaking! This is your fault!"
I trembled again and closed my eyes. I really couldn't stand much longer. My legs felt like jelly and I felt my arousal drip down my thighs. Kirio's eyes lowered down to the wetness sliding down my knees and he smirked.
"Geez, you really are suffering, aren't you?"
I bit my lip and looked away in shame. I hadn't thought of how I would have felt when I walked into Kirio's office and yelled at him for making me this way and demanding him to fix it. Despite my eagerness, I was still really shy when it came to things like this. We were only newlyweds, after all.
"Karin, look at me."
I obeyed his command and glanced at him. He pushed aside his work on his desk, closed all of the books he'd been flipping through, and put the cap on his pen. He then turned to stare at me intently.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
I stammered, "I want you to quit teasing me and fix my problem..!"
"Oh, so you want me to touch you?"
"Y... yes, that's what I mean."
"Alright. Come here, then."
I kicked off my heels and tried to walk correctly to stand behind his desk. Once I was at his side, Kirio stood to his full 6ft 4 inches and bent down to kiss me. His hands came to my cheeks and cupped them gently. I moaned when we immediately curled our tongues around each other in a passionate dance.
"Ahh..."
He pulled away, staring into my eyes with lust darkening his scarlet ones, "I've been waiting to hear you make that sound all day. I thought I was going to die if I didn't."
I rolled my eyes and he leaned down to kiss me again. This time, it was a very long while before we came up for air. I wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on the tips of my toes as he wrapped his strong arms around my small body. He poured all of his passion into the kiss, spreading heat throughout my shaking body.
"God, Kirio, please!" I pulled away from the kiss, but he continued to kiss me roughly. Our tongues danced wildly as we attempted to breathe while kissing, our breath coming out in pants and echoing in the office. I remembered that someone could hear us if we were too loud and tried to keep my voice down.
"Kirio...!" I whimpered, pressing my body against him, "I won't be able to stand for much longer if you keep kissing me like that. Won't you touch me already..?!"
Kirio laughed at my eagerness and slid his hands down my body. I gasped when his hands gripped my backside and squeezed firmly. When I gave him a look, he rolled his eyes and removed his hands to hike up my skirt.
"H-hey!You're wrinkling it!" I bit my lip as my hands slid down to grip his suit. Kirio grabbed me by my waist and lifted me onto his desk while he cleared an area. We kissed again and both grabbed eagerly at each other's clothes. I managed to get Kirio's tuxedo jacket off and unbuttoned the shirt underneath, running my hands along his muscles and sensitive chest as he pushed his body in between my legs.
In mere seconds, my own suit was off, my bra unhooked, and my undershirt pulled over my chest to show my breasts. Kirio ran his hands along my exposed skin, teasing and squeezing my sensitive breasts and nipples. I sat back and lay down on the desk as he pulled off my soaked panties.
My husband raised a brow as he dropped them somewhere in the office, "Those are pretty wet. You probably shouldn't wear them when we on the way home."
I laughed a little, but blushed when he slid his hands underneath my legs to push them open and look down at my womanhood. His eyes darkened as he stared down at me, biting his lips as he smiled. I watched his right hand let go of my leg to slide down and touch me gently.
"God, Karin. You're so wet." he spoke over the sounds of my moans as he caressed my wet folds. I squirmed underneath him, bucking my hips when he pinched my clit and dipped his fingers into me slightly. I knew I wouldn't last long if he kept this up.
"Kirio, not too much, I can't take it...!" I breathed, shaking my head from side to side. I opened my mouth to say something else but felt him slide 2 digits deeply inside of me and my words came out a strange cry. He growled when I clenched around him and suddenly started thrusting his fingers while rubbing me with another hand.
"Ah! Kirio...!" I cried out again.
He didn't listen to me when I begged him to slow down. I wanted to last longer, especially if it meant he could spend however long pleasing me until I was satisfied. I struggled to stay still as he sped up his motions.
"Come on, come on..." he focused on his movements and encouraged for me to let go already. I writhed in pleasure, moaning his name and reaching down to grip his wrists. Moments later I had finally let go.
My jaw dropped as I arched my back, attempting to hold back the cry of pleasure from the feelings that tore through my body. I trembled as I came undone, shutting my eyes tightly as his movements slowed down.
I felt something trickle out of me while Kirio laughed in amusement, "Wow~! You've gotten even wetter..."
I was beyond red in embarrassment by now, trying to look away from his gaze, "Quit looking at it already..!"
He chuckled before caressing my cheek and pulling himself out of his pants as he climbed onto the desk with me and settled himself between my legs. I bit my lip when I felt his heat so close to my entrance, then sighed at the feeling of him press against me. I threw my legs over his hips and reach up to slide my fingers into his hair to pull him down and kiss me.
"Mnn.." He pulls away and stares down at me with red cheeks, "You have a beautiful expression on your face. Do you want me, Karin?"
"Don't make me say it.. Just..." I flushed again and lifted my hips to somehow get him closer to me. Kirio caught my hips to hold me still but pulled me closer to him so the tip of his member was pressed directly against me. All he had to do was push forward with an easy thrust of his hips, and...
"Kirio...!" I sighed at the ache and desperate need I felt for him.
"Come on, just say it. I want to hear you say you want me." his eyelids lowered and smirked.
"F-Fine! Kirio, I want you! Please!"
Kirio laughed, still having the nerve to tease me after all this time. But he finally gave me what I .. well, the both of us, had been craving that whole day.
Each other.
Sorry, had to end it there! It's 1 AM and I am sooooo sleepy. I hope you enjoyed!
