Dirty Stories

Sakura felt her hands begin to shake as wave of nausea rushed through her body, just as intensely as the feelings she had felt from the night before. What had she done?! How could she have been so stupid and careless? How could she not have recognized her own boss? Questions running so quickly through her mind, she did not take notice of her companion stirring in his sleep. She was done for.

Well, one thing was for sure, she needed to get out of that room before he noticed her there. Sakura had no idea how she would face him at work, but if he knew he’d slept with her the night before, it would be much worse; she was sure of it. She looked to him again and felt her heart begin to beat irregularly, pounding loudly against her chest. She thought for sure it would wake him. Fewf. Well, she was safe for now.

She slowly pulled the blanket over his head, so he would not see her if he suddenly woke up. Quietly, she moved off the bed and picked up her clothes where she had unceremoniously thrown to the floor. She noticed his belt on the opposite side of the room from the rest of his clothes. She vaguely wondered how it had gotten there. Sakura feared she wouldn’t have enough time to slip everything on, so she quickly clipped on her bra, pulled on her top and skirt, and her pair of panties. . .?

Oh shit. Where were they? She almost groaned frustrated, but remembered the other person in the room, hopefully still snoozing away. She held herself from snorting; who knew her boss was such a deep sleeper? Who knew he was so. . .good in bed? Pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind for later, she began to look frantically for her underwear.

She was just about to give up and leave. Mr. Uchiha could keep ‘em as a souvenir. Hah, maybe he’d even show his wife! Then she heard a throat clear behind her and she froze. A sultry voice began to speak, “Are you looking for these?” Her hands began to shake again and she did not want to turn around to look at him. Maybe she’d been mistaken?

Of course, it was probably only his twin. She wondered if he knew it was her yet. She slowly pivoted to face him, only to see him with her panties, swinging them on his index finger. He was laying there, smirking at her? At a time like this? For shame!

She managed to find her own voice. “Um, yes,” Sakura squeaked. He only continued to smirk at her and she felt her anger begin to boil within her. She opened her mouth to yell at him for being such a cocky, superficial bastard, but he began to stand. . .She had to look away. Look away! “What are you doing, Sakura? It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

She snapped her gaze to his and narrowed her eyes at him and seethed, “It’s Ms. Haruno to you!” He feigned a hurt look, well as good of one he could with his blank expression, “I don’t think that you’re being very polite, considering what we shared last night, Sa-ku-ra.” “Look, I had no idea it was you! If I had, I would have–” “Screamed my name?” He asked, looking around for his boxers.

Sakura gasped. She had no idea her boss was such an ass! It would have turned her on, had the circumstances been a bit different. “I would not scream your name!” He only chose to ignore her continuous rant. She was getting more angry, and she realized that it amused him to no end.

She stomped over to him, snatched up her panties, and slapped him across the face, “How dare you!” Sakura felt her voice tremble, “I would never in a million years, knowingly sleep with an asshole like you! I’ll send in my two-weeks notice, Uchiha!” His eyes narrowed down at her and he grabbed her chin.

Their gazes locked and she watched him search her face before smashing his lips down upon hers. Sakura squirmed in his grasp, but he held her closely and pushed his tongue through her lips. She gave in easily to him, he was too good. She responded by angrily thrusting her own tongue into his mouth and he groaned.

He bit on her tongue causing her to let out a small yelp. Then she remembered why they were angry at each other in the first place and shoved him away. Sakura furiously wiped her mouth and glared at him. She noticed that his cheek was still pink from where she’d hit him. He only returned her expression before sobering a bit and let out a deep sigh.

He looked at her and then down to the floor before falling onto the bed again, “I swear, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I saw you there, talking with that guy at the bar. I’d overheard he and his friends betting on who could get you to sleep with who first.” Sakura raised an eyebrow at him, still confused. “I didn’t want to see my secretary raped while she was wasted. It’s bad for business. So, after I saw you were almost drunk, I sent the glass over to you.”

“So you meant to take me upstairs after convincing me that you were to better choice! Oh that’s a good one!” She almost laughed aloud. “No!” He almost yelled, “I was going to take you upstairs, so that they would think that, then we would leave and all would be well. I’d see you the next day at work, you’d be thankful as hell to me, and I’d never see you here again.”

It dawned on Sakura that he might not be lying. He didn’t seem like the unfaithful type. . .“So why did you start feeling me up then? Hmm?” He growled at her, “We were drunk Sakura! I was for my own reasons, you for yours, but we were drunk! It seemed like a good idea at the time...Besides, once we got up here, you couldn’t keep your hands off me, if I remember right. I guess you weren’t lying when you said you were distracted.”

She glared icily at him, “The same could be said for you, Uchiha.” He looked as if he’d had an epiphany before he calmly commented, “I think I know why you’re either late, extremely grumpy or not at work at all on Fridays.”

This man was beginning to get on Sakura’s nerves. He was so confident and sure of himself! She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, in attempt to alleviate some of her frustration. She decided she would not stay another minute in the room alone with him. She had to get out of there, now, before she threw something heavy at him. She bent down and pulled her panties over her legs and slipped on her forgotten pumps.

She was not even paying attention to him any longer. Sakura already had a plan in her mind; she would go home, quit her current job, eat some more chocolate ice cream, and ask Shino if he could find her a new place to work. They might not have been lovers, but he would give her a job. She turned to the door and reached for the knob, “Where do you think you’re going, Sakura?”

She whirled around to look at him, “Where does it look like? I’m going home!” “Why?” Sakura sighed heavily, “Because, I have to look for a new job, that’s why!”

“Right now?”

“Yes, now!”

“What for? I didn’t fire you.”

“What for? What for?! Because I quit!”

It was completely quiet in the room for the next few moments while Sakura tried to gather her thoughts which were scattered all over the place. “Are you sure?” He asked softly. “Yes I’m—No...I don’t know!” Sakura sank to the floor, upset. She put her face in her hands, but she didn’t cry. She thought she might be going insane, “What did I do that for? What possessed me to come here last night!”

“So, you’re saying you didn’t like it?”

“No.”

“I see.”

“No, I mean, I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”

“So you did like it?”

Sakura didn’t know how to respond. Of course she had liked it! An awkward silence fell upon them, making her uncomfortable. She didn’t know why she did this to herself. Had she stayed with Shino, she wouldn’t have been in this mess, because she wouldn’t have met Neji. If she hadn’t have met Neji, she wouldn’t have dumped him for a night of drunken sex with her boss. If she hadn’t had drunken sex with her boss, she wouldn’t have been in her current situation! How had her life been turned upside down in only a day?

His voice cut through her thoughts, startling her, “Sakura, come here.” She shook her head childishly. “Come here,” he said again. “Uh, uh.” She could tell he was becoming frustrated with her. She heard him take in a deep breath before softly asking, “Please?”

She couldn’t resist it when he begged, he sounded so. . .needy. She slowly raised herself to her feet and walked over to the bed and sat down a little ways down from him. She didn’t want to look at him, but she found she couldn’t help herself. He was beautiful, with slate colored hair and deep black eyes that bored into her. She remembered his body too, it was flawless.

They held gazes for a few seconds, and for the first time that morning, both pairs of eyes held little hostility. He looked away, and to the wall before speaking again. “I have a proposition for you.” A proposition? Why did that make her sound like a whore all of a sudden?

“Okay,” she replied. “I want to see you, outside of the office building.” Sakura had already found the flaw in his offer, “You’re married, it would be bad for business.” Sasuke glanced at her from the corner of his eye and smirked, “You probably know, but my wife is having an affair with half the staff in my building. Why can’t I?” “I don’t know,” Sakura said sarcastically, “because it’s wrong?” He snorted at her, “You wouldn’t understand, you’ve never been married. You don’t know how it is to have a wife who married you for your money.”

It was Sakura’s turn to surprise him, “Actually,” she began, “I have been married, for you information! It ended up in a divorce, but we were together for a few years.” “Why, was he sleeping with other women?” He asked in irony. Sakura gave him a look, “No, we just didn’t suit each other. Look, I don’t want to talk about my ex-husband, especially with someone who I just finished sleeping with.” “I agree,” he replied, “but you can’t deny there is a certain chemistry between us. Our sex is great, at least it is when you’re drunk, I mean.”

She glared at him dangerously, “What did you just say?” He sniffed back at her and wore smug, proper look on his face; it really was too bad the fact that he only had boxers on ruined the desired effect. He grinned devilishly at her, “I’m just saying, I don’t know if you really are some sex-crazed fiend other than when you’re intoxicated.” That was the last straw.

Sakura jumped at him and he fell back on the bed, surprised. His eyes widened before he demanded, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She didn’t reply, she just pressed her lips harshly against his causing him to gasp for the air he hadn’t known he’d need. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and played with his. He responded to her ministrations, kissing her just as fiercely. She knew he’d been only provoking her, but there was no way she’d take a blow to her pride that easily.

She’d show him! She straddled his waist, causing her skirt to ride higher up her legs, and balanced her weight on her arms and hands that were on either side of his neck. She felt him curl his fingers in her hair, showing her that he enjoyed what she was doing with her body. She retracted her tongue and chewed on his lip causing it to swell a little before she jerked a bit at his waist to make him grunt. Hmph.

Sakura reluctantly pulled herself away from him and smirked triumphantly in his direction. They were both breathless, but he’d been taught his lesson: never, ever provoke Sakura. Suddenly, she found that she liked being in control of him just as much as he did. It sent a shudder through her body, but she refused to be weak. He sat up and looked at her, still breathing heavier than normal. “Why did you stop?” He asked.

She smiled confidently at him, “Because, I need to get ready for work.” Sakura hopped off the bed and waltzed toward the door a second time, this time, a little more satisfied with herself. She turned around to look at him one last time in the open doorway. “By the way, I've decided to accept your proposition, Sa-su-ke,” she purred, stressing each syllable in his name.

Sakura was in a good mood as she drove back to her apartment, tapping on her steering wheel to a funky beat. She felt extremely relieved, not only about how smoothly things had gone over with Sasuke, but she had finally had some actual sex! It really had been too long. She thought back upon how he said he wanted to see her. . .So did that mean she was his 'mistress'? Was she the 'other woman'? It didn't bother her as much as she thought it would have. In fact it excited her and made the butterflies in her stomach go wild.

What if they were caught in the act? It ignited something within her that Sakura had never felt with a man before. Not to mention that they could do it in his office. She'd always wanted to role-play in an office building. Sakura wondered if he would want to, or if he meant solely outside the building? She felt herself sulking at the thought. She didn't know how to tell him about her sexual obsessions either. What if he were disgusted with her and fired her? Damn, she was screwed.

Sakura took a quick shower, dried her hair, and readied herself in a sexy rose colored top that had a low cut and wrapped around to tie in a simple knot at her side. She wore a simple beige skirt and matching heels. She had applied light make-up, a light brown eye-shadow with mascara. Her hair was tied back loosely in a pony-tail, with wisps of hair framing her face. She had a small, brown, leather briefcase containing the files she'd worked on before going to the Nine Iron club.

Taking one last glance in the mirror and finding her appearance satisfactory, she left her home and sped toward the office. She wouldn't be late for sure! She had caffienated tea as well, she wouldn't be grumpy at all! Not to mention the Advil she'd almost forgotten to take in her rush. Truth be told she was a mess this morning. Sakura could only hope she'd get through the day in one piece...

Uchiha Sasuke had already decided he would be late for work. There was no problem with it, since Sakura would probably be late, as well. . .Though that would cause suspicion. He almost convinced himself to hurry home to prepare himself, but changed his mind. Sakura had better arrive at work on time. God, why had he said all that to her that morning?

Was it because he'd been exhausted or hungover? What had provoked him to tell her he wanted more than a one night stand? He desperately hoped that didn't mean she'd be clinging to him like some love-sick girl. He still sat on the bed in the room they'd shared the night before and he couldn't find an honest answer as to why he'd slept with her in the first place. Sure, Sakura was hot and intelligent for a secretary he supposed, but that didn't mean he had to sleep with her!

She had been right. What of his wife? What if she found out? It would be hell on earth, that was a fact. Who was he kidding, he was a male! He needed sex just as much as his pool boy did, and if he wasn't getting any from his wife, like his pool boy was, where else could he turn? His innocent, little secretary seemed like the ideal choice. Although, she'd not been nearly as innocent as he'd imagined, more like a wild cat than an innocent.

All that time, he'd been considering that she could even have been a virgin. There was no doubt in his mind now, she was no virgin. She'd even been married! He could have sworn she would have been the type to always want to 'make-love'. She seemed almost shy at work. She was definitely not shy the night before. He did feel a bit guilty about it though. What would his children think of him? He pushed the thought aside; they were too young to understand his life.

He decided, as he returned home, that he would call in to verify that she'd come to work as she'd said she would. He was greeted by his whining wife as soon as he walked into the front door. She spewed questions, one after the other, asking him where he'd been all night and who he'd been with? Why he hadn't called, when he told her he'd stayed at the office? If he wanted breakfast? Could he drop the kids off at school? God, it never ended!

He didn't answer any other of her questions, just went straight to the bedroom. He flopped down on his bed and reached over for the bedroom phone. He noticed his bed didn't smell as heavenly as the one at the Nine Iron did. Sakura had smelt really good, especially after a few bouts of steamy sex. He dialed his office number and waited for Sakura to pick up the phone. He heard the ringing tone three times before someone finally picked up the receiver. A clear voice sounded over the speaker, one he was glad to hear, "Good morning, Mr. Uchiha's office, how may I help you?" Unbeknowest to him, Uchiha Ino, his wife was listening to him at the door. . .

"Sakura, it's me, Sasuke." Ino thought she heard through the wooden door, "Yeah, I won't be coming into the office until later today." He sounded so friendly and natural talking to her, Ino noticed, jealously. He laughed a little and Ino felt that she was ready to explode. How dare that little tramp make her husband laugh! Since when was he on a first names basis with his secretary! Ino calmed herself down; she was panicking over absolutely nothing!

Sasuke might not love her, but he had his family pride. He wouldn't sleep around on her, she knew it! She could feel it in her bones. Well, Ino would have loved to eaves drop on her husband all day, but she had things to do, like go shopping with her girlfriends and spending time in the backyard. Damn. She'd have to be careful while Sasuke was still at home, though. With her day planned, Ino flounced down the hallway to retrieve her very best friend: the credit card.

Now that he'd called into the office, Sasuke was free to relax, which was what he needed. Some peaceful relaxation. Perhaps, he'd spend time with Tai and Shin, his two sons later. After all, one 'Ino' was enough for their family and he needed to be sure his boys weren't turning into male robots. He briefly wondered when he'd be able to 'see' Sakura next, but banished such thoughts from his mind. She was his fuck-buddy, not his lover. He wasn't obliged to think about her unless it concerned work. With his resolve firmly intact, Sasuke felt himself drifting off to sleep.


(A/N: This is chapter two, I hope all you readers have enjoyed it so far! I'd like to send a special shout out to the reviewers, as well: THANK-YOU! Really, it's so awesome getting your reviews!

I hope to make more consistant updates when summer begins, but I hope to release chapter three before my exams start! Hopefully once my schedule becomes a bit more flexible, you won't have long to wait for the finale! I hope you all stick with me 'til the end of this story!

Ohhhh! I almost forgot! I do NOT own anything pertaining to the original "Naruto" series!!! That's correct: Not Mine. However, I do own the plot, if you can call it that yet, that I came up with all by my lonesome one random weekend a few weekends ago!

Any tips or suggestions are welcome, I really appreciate your opinions, even if it's my story! Tell me if something is confusing or if it doesn't sound just right...I happen to rake over my work over, and over, and over, and over again---I know, a really annoying habit of mine. As well, I'd like to point out(if you didn't already notice)that most of the story will be told from Sakura's POV! When it isn't, I will try to make it painfully obvious as to who's it is!(Unless that would take away from my plot...Yesssss...the plot!)

If you have a story you want me to check out, I'd love to read them!!! I'm a big fanfic reader(as I'm going to assume all of us are)...If there are any scenes too graphic for you, please let me know, I was definitely blushing while writing some of this stuff. Thanks once again, and please check back soon! Bye!)

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