Chapter 28 - Creative Punishment

"I said fuck me hard you cheating bastard!" Hanabi bit out.

It wasn't just dirty talk, it was genuine displeasure. In my defense, my balls were damn near empty. Hinata was thankful and beautiful last night, then Tenten on top of that had required several rounds, I was trying to get her pregnant after all. I'd almost called in today, tried too, in fact, boss said no.

"HARDER DAMMIT!" Said boss demanded. I complied, sucking in a breath and using the last nugget of energy in my body. "OOohhhhhh yeah that's it," she purred, slowing down her own motions as I pistoned into her. Even as amazing as she felt, it was all I could do not to sob. I was so goddamn drained. I gasped in relief the second she screamed out, letting the last vestiges of moisture in my body out into her pussy.

At least she agreed to be on top.

She stood up almost instantly, catching herself on the desk for balance, breathing deeply a few times before bending down to grab her panties. In spite of everything I found myself admiring the view. That wonderful pert ass, those long slender legs with semen running down them.

Said semen was wiped up the slightest bit as she pulled her underwear back on. She hadn't taken anything else off, not even her fucking shoes. Of course, I was buck naked, she'd felt me up a little before turning around and wiggling her ass, even complained a bit when I yanked her back down onto the chair.

"Alright, good work bro," she said, pinching my cheek and getting her hand slapped lightly away.

"Can I go home now?"

"Uh, no you dumbass, you at least have to pretend to work here. Your office has a couch nap there, just tell anyone who asks you're on-call or some shit. Better yet, get some planning done. Your anniversary is only a few weeks away, and you better be doing something real nice," she bit back, sounding like a very much ordinary hardass boss and not a woman screaming around my cock two minutes ago.

Well, hardass might have been harsh, I don't think most bosses would just let you go home in the middle of a workday, or spend the workday napping for that matter. On that note, I collapsed onto the plushy leather bed, and I believe I slipped from consciousness before my body stopped bouncing.

After waking up around noon, eating the lovely blue fish bowl Hinata had packed me, and dozing for a bit longer, I decided to move to my desk. As if there was anything productive to do there. About the most useful thing I ever did here was exercise, but doing that would mean borrowing Hanabi's shower, and that meant risking her attention.

Then again, I'd had a few hours rest now, that thought didn't sound like the worst thing in the world.

All the same, I flinched in terror when she burst into my office like a damn swat officer.

"You. Come with me," she demanded, turning around the second I started to take my feet. I even had to run to catch up with her out in the hall. It's a good thing I did as the stop wasn't far. "Hey, Shika, great news, I thought of a solution to your little problem," she said, tone cheery and optimistic, contrasting sharply with her entrance, which mirrored the one into my office.

Shikamaru appeared to be donning his coat in the middle of the room. He was anyway, Hanabi made him go still.

"Since your wife would 'literately kill you' if you canceled your anniversary plans, Naruto can break the news to her!" she exclaims, seeming to revel in the widening of her employee's eyes. "Just explain to her that I wouldn't let him leave on account of me needing the August invoices in order, and I wouldn't let him go early because I caught him napping here three separate times this week. Feel free to take as much time as you need to comfort her, you know if she needs to vent," she continued, sarcasm thickening as she went through this cheerful façade.

"Hanabi-"

"What!?" she demanded, dropping her smile and boring her eyes into mine.

"I'll get going," I assured, turning around and walking away without being dismissed. Didn't miss the smug, evil grin that I'd made with my compliance though. As I rode the elevator down I tried to recall if I'd ever met this guy's wife. Probably, at an office party or something, though I couldn't pull up a face. If she didn't stick out in memory it's unlikely she was hideous or anything.

Not that it really mattered, chances are she wouldn't even want to do anything. I was just going to break some bad news to an apparently angry and demanding woman, at least if Shika was honest. The thought put a ball in my stomach and made the drive pass quickly.

It was a nice house, I noted, procrastinating. Two stories, green lawn, good neighborhood, for some reason I was surprised. Three times my knuckles wrapped on the door. It would have been smart to shout out where I was from, but that would also have increased the chances of her answering so….

Still, the door opened, and the woman I faced had no vestige of fear on her face. In fact, she looked quite annoyed at my presence, and offered no comment about the fucking sight before me. That is the risqué cocktail dress and the elegant topknot her hair was organized in.

"Can I help you?" she asked in the most 'done' tone I'd ever heard.

"Mrs. Nara?"

"Yes,"

I cleared my throat before answering.

"Yes I'm sorry, I uh… that is for some reason my boss asked me to come here and explain to you-"

"Hanabi?" she immediately asked, in a sharp tone that quieted me.

"Yes, Hanabi! I work for-"

"Do not tell me Shikamaru is not coming," she warned, tone still calm and even, eyes still more annoyed than anything else as they looked over me. I wracked my brain trying to think of what to say, of any way to obey that request without failing to complete Hanabi's. Deciding to do my coworker a favor I finally decided.
"It really is Hanabi's fault not-"

"God, DAMMIT!" she roared, turning away from me and balling a fist in rage. "And don't you fucking lie to me either! Hanabi won't give him any slack because he's a lazy shit, because she caught him sleeping at work or some shit right?"

"I….yeah,"

She seemed to shake a good while before continuing.

"Oh that lazy, stupid, no good fucking bum! I warned him! I warned him if he cancelled on me one more fucking time…. And why the fuck are you even here? Why didn't someone just call me?" she demanded, a small hint of genuine curiosity finding its way in.

"I uh… I think it was like, a punishment thing? She- Hanabi kind of implied that maybe you and I would…" it took her a couple seconds to catch my meaning. Her eyes widened when she did. "O-Obviously we don't actually- I mean I wouldn't presume anything- or oh! In case you needed to vent, that's why I was sent!" I quickly salvaged.

She looked at me with a look of true disbelief.

"I'm not fucking you man," she shot back.

"Of course not, no really, that's fine," I assured, genuinely relieved, on some level anyway. I gave a breathless laugh. "I mean, I'm dead tired anyway so-"

"Oh poor big boy you're tired?" she immediately spat out, seemingly instantly enraged once more. "Too tired to fuck me too tired to spend a couple fucking hours hanging out with someone?! Yeah?"

I opened my mouth.

That's all I had time to do before she yanked her dress down. Her bare breasts jiggled as she aggressively shook her chest. Such sexy pink areola.

"Oh, you don't look tired anymore? How about that? Widened your eyes right back up!" she hissed. Any retort I came halfway to thinking up was scattered when a hand clamped hard on my cock, my erect cock as you might imagine. "Well look at that, you're not too tired to fuck your just too fucking lazy! Lazy fucking piece of shit!" she continued, not even really looking at me anymore.

She was finally quiet long enough for me to perhaps say something.

However my cock was one hard twist away from serious disfigurement. Also, she was aggressively stroking it, which felt damn good. Exciting. As uncomfortable as it was this whole situation was damn exciting. When the aggressive handjob continued I began wracking my brain. At this rate, she'd pop me off like that, and something told me that would end badly for me.

"I'm sorry," I tried cautiously.

Instantly the hand went still.

She looked at me with a raised brow and a displeased frown.

"About everything, I… I'm definitely not too tired for anything like that, not with a woman as gorgeous as you. Or, or anything else you want me to do!" I bumbled, still conscious of the vice grip on my cock, even if she was yet to do anything but pleasure it.

"Well it is a nice cock," she muttered, kneeling down on her knees, slowly growing a smirk as she stared at the phallus. "And I did warn him,"

I bit down hard on my tongue as she leaned in for a sniff. Loose strands of hair tickled it as she craned her head about to examine me, an angle made only greater by her still free breasts. Fuck they looked like candy, those tits made me salivate.

She chuckled, drawing my eyes back to her face, and drawing attention to the fact I'd been caught staring. A kiss on the tip gave my cock hope of pleasure, but she pulled right back. This time she laughed.

"You enjoying the view there?" the coy grin on her face was unbearably sexy, in an almost regal way, an elegant way. It reminded me vaguely of Mei. A young Mei whose confidence didn't shatter like glass the second things got serious, god that was an erotic thought.

"Your beautiful Temari," she blinked a couple times of that, seemingly amused.

"I bet I am, see you drooling over these tits," she said, trailing off and going quiet as her mouth latched onto my cock. She felt so warm, warmer somehow than any other blowjob I'd gotten. Maybe it was just the overwhelming relief flooding over me, what a fucking hour this had been. Been screamed at, worried my cock would get snapped in half, stroked at about ten rubs a second, and now this. This wonderful, wonderful warm sensation.

Finally my body could relax.

Not to mention this view. This supermodel of a woman, eyes closed in peaceful relaxation as her sinful mouth slid up and down on me. She was amazing at this and judging from the victorious aura she wore with every wink or smirk, she knew it. Without a doubt, she knew how sexy she was.

"Your getting me close," I warned, resting some of my weight on the door, in spite of the quasi protest.

"Mmm, and you wanna cum down my throat? Is that all I'm getting? The privilege of giving you a blowjob?" she asked, instantly making me shoot up and lose any semblance of peace she'd given. She laughed. A pure, happy laugh. She was having fun.

She took me back in her mouth and again my bones went inert.

The little yo-yo game she played might have been what finished me off honestly, I didn't last long. She groaned long and loud as I finished, vibrating so wonderfully around my rod as it emptied down her throat.

"Oh holy shit that was the greatest blowjob of my life," I rattled off quickly, wiping sweat from my brow, still dazed and riddled with disbelief. "Thank you,"

"Eh, I was going to give one to Shika tonight anyway, no real trouble," she replied, rising to her feet. Seeing her wipe the specks of white from her otherwise flawless face hardened me right back up. The fact she was still fully dressed and practically unchanged by the tense exchange only added to it.

"Anything else you were gonna 'do for Shika' anyways?" I asked, bringing my hands up to those wonderful hips.

She slapped my hands away.

"In my house? Seriously? No way," she shot back, calling me an idiot with her tone. She opened a nearby drawer in her living room, scribbled a bit, and handed a post-it to me. "Here, you can call this phone number anytime during….let's say 'business hours'. We'll set something up,"

I frowned.

"Come on, he's gonna be working a while longer," she raised a brow but didn't slap my hands away this time as they came to rest on her hips. "I mean, I didn't even get to taste those-" she slapped my hand away again as I tried to lay it on her chest.

"Well then, you'd better call me soon," she retorted, sounding much like an annoyed teacher, even as she smirked so victoriously. It left a cheesy, uncertain grin on my face as she all but shoved me out the door and shut it in my face.

I looked at the post it.

I'd need to memorize it and throw that away pronto.



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