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kera69love: not sure which character your talking about. Lol Usagi, her boss…?

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MIL to the Bridezilla strikes back

Drabble 407

Usagi POV

I was still riding on the small high from the disaster of the mother-in-law last week. I made a note of it with my boss, and while she did give me a tiny warning on NOT making comments like that to customers, she was also pleased I helped the bride out. I had Mamoru coming in today to help Reika get more items for her wedding. She was getting them in batches at a time to be able to see how along in her budget they could push.

Thankfully the bridal shop was less than a ten-minute walk from the arcade where she was currently doing some work at one of the booths. I saw her there earlier when I got a tea to go. I took a sip enjoying the white tea and the lemonade in it as a sweetener when I heard the bell to the shop ring and my smile nearly dropped from my face when I saw the dreaded pearl lady had made a return.

I kept it in place as I asked her, "Hello how can I help you today?"

She has a sickeningly sweet expression on her face as she calmly asks, "I'd like to speak to the manager. I'm here to file a complaint about the terribly rude service I was given here."

I stand firm and tell her, "Sure thing, my manager is in the back."

I grab the walkie from the back of the counter and call for the manager to come to the front. It takes about two minutes as I know we've just received a shipment in. It's why there's two managers on duty today along with myself. The shipment was too big to get everything done by just two people in one day which is what's expected of us, especially with customers coming in during the business hours. When the manager comes out the pearl lady goes into it, "I'd like to file a complaint against this incredibly rude, bitchy, brat for making me look foolish and calling me names last week."

She looks down at me. "If she's not fired you WILL be losing my business."

I suddenly felt both fearful of my job, bad for Reika and pissed that the lady was doing this. I look to my boss who asks her while giving me a 'what did you do?' expression. "What exactly happened?"

The lady then goes on a tirade of how I insulted her, which I don't believe I did, how I demeaned her which is what she was doing, and then on how I humiliated her which okay fine I MAY have done that.

The manager looked to me as the lady continued with, "Now I have had business with you all for years now. If I'm not compensated for this disturbance and if she's not fired I'm taking my business and my contacts elsewhere."

My manager, I can tell, is looking for a way to take care of this the right way but the threat of losing business becomes too much for her to handle. "Usagi did you do - "

The lady cuts her off. "Of course she did. She's just going to lie to you," pearl lady tells her. I sigh as I know trying to get a word in around this lady is pointless so I simply tell my boss. "Just look at the security cameras. There's your evidence of what actually happened cause I know that if I try to tell you out here I won't be able to get the words out."

I knew the pearl lady would interrupt. However, with the words, 'security camera's' the pearl lady goes near ghost white in the face. "Don't bother with those old camera systems." she snaps.

That's when my boss, remembering them as well, says in a polite and yet tight voice, "They're actually state of the art. Excuse me."

She leaves off as the pearl lady goes to sit off in a corner as she clocks in where the camera's are. Thankfully the manager was right about the security system, since the store is full of highly valued merchandise between silver, gold plated pieces for the dresses to the dresses themselves costing up to $2,000,000 yen.

That's not including the cost of labor, materials, it was one of the major reasons that Reika was super excited that I got the job here. The discount would be a HUGE saver for them and I may have just messed it up. At least it did guarantee that the security cameras were HD in quality and could zoom in when needed. When you have that much yen worth of merchandise in the store you need to protect it.

Unfortunately, there's only one near the area we were at and now that I think about it, I don't know how long they even last for recording. It could already be gone. Fearful of my job now, despite the camera's I got to text Mamoru when I saw him coming in. I see him go from a happy 'hey' to a 'what's wrong?' in the span of three seconds. I walk over to him and briefly tell him what happened.

Concerned now, he tries to go to the back room so I block him, "What are you doing?" I ask.

"Telling your boss that you did the right thing."

I still stop him. "You can't, she's already upset by this and I can't afford it if she decides to fire me over this. If anything I'd thought she try to fire me for having sex in here last week."

Mamoru can't help but smile, "Yeah that was a good one."

I can't help but take a few seconds out to agree before shaking my head, "Now's not the time, go get Reika, have her buy anything else she needs now."

Mamoru looks at me, "Now?"

I nod, "She was going to come in here today to do it anyways but if I'm really going to lose my job because she demands it, we have to act fast."

He nods. "I still say I should help."

"This is helping. Helping Motoki and Reika helps me in this."

He sighs. "Fine, we'll be back shortly."

He gives me a quick kiss as the pearl lady, not having heard us thankfully shouts out, "Enjoying your last moments of being employed here?"

I swore she sounded like Ursula from the little mermaid cackling a bit. I resisted the urge to snap back and simply said, "We shall see."

Seeing the other manager come from the back to put in the shipping numbers for what was received and what wasn't I went up to him, "Listen I can't explain it right now as Lisa is looking at the footage but I might be getting fired because of that lady..." I nod my head over to the smug looking pearl lady. "Made accusations against me that are only partially true but for good reason."

He looks to me a bit baffled. "Sorry?"

I sigh, "Can you ring up my friend Reika and her fiancée Motoki when they come in in the next ten minutes? Under my discount. I can't as I'm not a manager."

He nods. "Why would you be getting fired?" he asks.

"Short version, she was making a bunch of changes to her future daughter in laws wedding and making it all about herself. I simply gave the daughter in law a boost of 'take charge' and I may have made a 'burn' comment as she left the store."

He arched a brow. He looked between her and myself then said, "Is that all?"

I nodded as I heard my name being called to go to the back room. I left towards my possible doom as she greeted me in the back room, "Listen obviously this woman is embellishing on what really happened."

I sigh in relief and almost cry that I might get to keep my job when I see on the screen ALL of the camera footage...including the backroom.

I feel myself go white hot with utter fear of being fired again as my activities with Mamoru are on full display back there. How did I NOT see THAT camera? "I'm going to assume that you didn't know about that one for loss prevention reasons."

I shake my head and begin to feel light headed. "Nope."

Before I can feel total defeat she sighs and says, "Look I get being young and in love but THIS is a fire-able offense."

I swallowed a hard lump. "I understand."

I see her hit the 'delete' button on that file. Shock hits me hard. I look at her as she says, "I've had many new customers come in to tell me how great you are and how hard you work to help them out. Once you cleared things up with THAT woman out there, the bride and groom ordered hundreds more of the things she wanted that were previously taken off from the lady out there."

I nod realizing what happened last week may have just saved my butt. "Plus, as much as I hate to admit it, you are good at selling, comforting, and showing that we are genuine in our concern towards our customers. So consider THIS..." she indicates the delete button. "A ONE TIME thing...never repeat it."

She has me leave out as she exits the door. She locks it back up and keeps the keys with her for obvious security reasons.

I hate myself for doing this cause it makes me feel like I'm shooting myself in the foot but I have to ask, "Why do you hate to say it?"

She stops and grits her teeth, "Cause personally I don't like you. You have this thing about you that makes people want to come to you over all and while it's nerve grating to me as I'm usually the go to around here, it's great for our sales and business. So personal feelings aside you're a great sales associate that I can see making massive profits for us IF you continue to do well."

She leaves out as I'm stunned and unsure of how to feel as she walks out onto the floor. The pearl lady looks smug as she says, "I'm guessing the downtrodden expression is that of a fired employee." emphasis on fired.

I swallow my saliva as my manager says, "After reviewing the footage I have to say you are no longer welcome in our store."t

The pearl lady's eyes widened. "Excuse me?!" she demands standing up from her seat.

"You were clearly being the aggressor, and were even making the bride, OUR client, uncomfortable. You however have NEVER been a client of ours."

The pearl lady looked ready to explode. "Why I never! I have spent thousands here." to which my manager says, "Yeah I looked you up from the information given, not once have you purchased anything in any of our stores, in fact, this has been the ONLY location where the bride, OUR client was able to make the purchases needed for HER wedding."

My manager goes up to her and within a five-foot radius tells her, "We almost lost yen because of your interference in the bride's wedding. On top of that you caused our paying customers to cry over your attitude regarding HER wedding with the groom. We cannot allow that to happen to our clientele. As a result of your interference, you are now banned from our chain of stores. Please leave."

I damn near clapped at my manager but resisted as the pearl lady literally screamed. Not figuratively, literally. "HOW DARE YOU! THAT LITTLE SLUT WOULDN'T KNOW GOOD TASTE IF IT BIT HER IN THE ASS! I WAS MAKING IT BETTER! AND THIS WEDDING IS ABOUT ME. THEIR JUST ACCENT PIECES TO MY DAY!"

I looked over and saw that four more customers came in. Clearly brides and groom themselves witnessing the woman's verbal tirade. I even heard one of them say, "Makes me glad your mother and I get along." as the groom nods his head.

It's then that my other manager comes out from behind the counter and in a voice that makes the pearl lady shrivel up a bit says, "Mrs. Birch...I suggest you leave, now before the news of your being banned reaches your country club friends." I look over to her.

She goes ghost white again and huffs before shoving her way out the door. Things are stiff in the air before I in a cheerful voice that says 'that didn't just happen' begin to show people around the store. Pretending like this is an everyday occurrence before I get the 'come to the back room' finger from my boss. I sigh, "Let any of us know if you have any further questions we'll be happy to assist you."

I go to the back where my boss is, "Take the rest of the day off. Your shift ends in two hours anyways." She's not happy though.

"Am I still in trouble though?" I have to ask as I hear the other manager tell me, "No, not by a long shot. Apparently I wasn't given all the information regarding your sales work here." He looks to her, who now has a sheepish look on her face. "We can handle things from here, go home, Usagi."

I almost leave out when I say, "I can't go home, I have to finish out my day or I'll get shorted hours. I need my pay."

The other manager comes around, "Don't worry about that, you're getting paid for a full day. Now go home, it's been a stressful and emotional day."

I agree and relent as Mamoru greets me at the door asking why I have my jacket and purse with me. Reika and Motoki already left once the show was over with.

Though they made sure to tell Mamoru that I would tell them what happened. We got back to his place and suddenly I'm glad I left. I feel nervous, antsy, and totally off balance. Once we were inside I can't stop going a mile a minute about what he DIDN'T see. He listens to me patiently and calmly as I nearly cry at the parts where I thought I was going to be fired. Once I'm done and now feeling more mentally drained he pulls me into a bear hug.

I sigh and settle in as I blow my nose. It's then that he says, "I don't remember seeing a camera back there."

I roll my eyes and have to give a laugh, "Really? That's what you took from all of that?"

He smiles, "well one of the things yeah."

I can't stop smiling though. "She was nice enough to delete it but I won't get a second chance like that again."

He nods. "She could get in trouble for doing that."

"I know, which is why I need to up my game and prove WHY I'm worth doing what she did for me."

He nods. "I know you are."

He leans in to give me a kiss. At first it's soft and comforting, but soon it begins to turn more passionate. More expressive as there are less air paths being given and more energy going into the kiss. Soon our clothes begin to disappear. Well not disappear so much as getting pulled off and pushed to some random corner of his place as skin is slowly but sensually being touched.

It's helping to pull my mind away from the craziness of today as we get more and more into it, more clothes come off till Mamoru's hand is between my legs and rubbing my lower lips and clit with tenderness. I whimper for more as he plunges two fingers in, causing a gasp to erupt from me as he begins to slowly pump them inside of me. I can feel the buildup happening and before I know it I feel the orgasm coming upon me.

Before I can come to a release though he stops, pulls his fingers out and gives me a smirk, "I think you need something more than just my fingers."

He's not wrong. He repositions me as he keeps me laying down but pulls my legs up and positions himself to be nearly sitting in front of me. I'm a little confused at first till he loops my legs over his as if I were to be riding him but keeps me off of his lap.

He slips his feet up under my shoulders to pull me in as he smoothly thrusts himself inside and pushes all the way in. He sits himself back and gives me a prolonged look of desire as he watches my breasts jiggle and looks further down to see ourselves joined.

"Kami Usagi...seeing myself inside of you..."

I can see the desire in his eyes. Of how seeing us joined like this is pleasing for him. I look down and can also, if I'm looking while he's mid thrust see him pushing in and out. I watch as his member pushes in, seeing my juices covering him as he slowly slides him back inside. Like a sexy, dirty pop the weasel game. I arch up onto my elbows and see more as I push back with and in time with his slow thrusts. Both of us watching each other, getting off to the other as he slips himself into me on repeat.

Seeing how much that is working to get him off and feeling the burn of his eyes on me I take things up a notch. I lay myself flat back down on the couch and with him watching me, as I slowly keep up with his thrusts, matching them, I begin to play with my breasts. I watch as his eyes widen. Bugging out just a bit he can tell he wants to lean forward and play with them himself but that requires a shift change.

Or rather a change in position. I smirk and smile at him with a devilish grin as I toy with my own nipples. Enjoying the expressions changing on his face. As an added bonus I play with my nipples and massage them into hardened peaks. My nipples gave me added pleasure in these moments. I whimper from both his member and my own touch.

"Mamo…," I groaned and just as I let my head fall back to the couch I felt his fingers. They take residency on my clit as he rubs the lower lips and massages the clit with his fingers. I look up to see the determined passionate expression in his face. I watch as his stomach muscles flex with each movement inside of me.

"Usa…," he grunts as I continue to pleasure myself before I clench around him. He groans from the act as I do this in tandem to his increase of jerking thrusts that he's giving me.

He begins to pound harder, slamming into me with more effort and maintaining eye contact as much as he can. Yet as we both know, our bodies are demanding more from the both of us. I can feel the burn as I try to loop my legs around him, pulling him in closer. He gets the hint and moves forward, pressing himself into me continuously, not letting up on the momentum as he just gets stronger with his passionate movements inside of me.

He moves up further and presses himself more insistently against me. Our sounds are getting louder and louder as the couch begins to move from our efforts. I can hear it shifting, grinding up on the wood floor boards as we grunt from our own exertions. I gasp and pant as he grunts and huffs, both of us reaching higher points of pleasure. He shifted my legs and pressed himself deeper into me which only makes me call out his name louder.

He pushes both my legs up over his shoulders and pounds into me like a jackhammer. I'm crying out at every thrust into me. I'm nearly screaming as he starts to shout out himself as the pace that was once slow and mind melting is now fast and breathtaking. It's with a sweet and rapid conclusion we both cum and hard. My muscles clamp down on him with intent as he plunges into me with wild abandon.

His orgasm hits him seconds later as I feel him spraying me with his seed and not for the first time I'm thanking my doctor for birth control cause we do tend to get very forgetful on using condoms. Irony I know. Once the next few dizzying minutes pass, we're still clinging to one another as I keep him locked in encased between my legs. Not yet ready to let go or accept that this session is over.

Then he looks at me with intent and says, "We need to do that more often."

I can't help but smile, "Any time Mamo – chan, anytime."

He wraps me up in his arms as he pulls out, leaving me feeling empty but oh so satisfied with him as he is with me. Pulling me on top of him now as I lay on his chest I know that whether or not the job will be mine in a few weeks or months it's not worth getting into a tizzy over. This...is what's forever.