Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Nest ❯ The Business At Hand ( Chapter 11 )

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Keitaro awoke with the sun the next morning. Despite the lateness of the hour he managed to get to sleep, he found himself wide awake as the sun was making itself known just over the horizon. He quickly got up and went into the shower room. As he was performing his morning absolutions he thought about how he was going to start this day with breakfast for the girls. After he finished combing his hair and brushing his teeth

Keitaro got dressed in his best business attire and went downstairs to the kitchen.As he entered the kitchen Keitaro was afraid that he might not have been in time. It had become very hard for anyone to wake up in time to prepare breakfast before Shinobu. She tended to be the first one awake in the morning so Keitaro was glad that she might want, and be able to, sleep in today. As he busied himself get everything that he would require to prepare the girls morning meal he started humming a long forgotten tune.

As Keitaro worked he thought about the past couple of weeks and how the girls had helped him through the funeral and then they ended up being the ones who took care of him when he became so very ill. He truly regretted thinking about them in the sexual light he had been seeing them in lately, but for some reason he could not help himself. Each of the girls had their own dynamic quality that made his insides seemingly turn to jelly every time. And he thought of each of them in turn.

‘Naru with her long honey colored hair and bright eyes that seemed to draw him into their very depths. Marriage to her would be anything but boring. And thanks to the many times he inadvertently walked in on her bath he knew that her figure was one that many girls would envy. Her hips so full and curved begged him to grasp them. Her buttocks was rounded and peach colored do to her American ancestry made him mad with desire to run his fingers down the length of her vertical smile just to listen to her moan in delight at his touch. Her lips seemed to him to be a like the bud of a rose that he longed to passionately kiss and taste, and perhaps even to watch as they slowly slid down the length of his fully aroused manhood. Her breasts, so full and firm, made him long to nurse from them. He also could not wait to watch his children nursing from them as well.’

‘Motoko was his warrior queen, his Amazonian goddess. She was the very best of any of the martial artists that he has ever had the honor of watching and even occasionally sparring with. He knew first hand that no-one else of his acquaintances could even come close. And although he would never get the opportunity to say anything to her about it, he was certain that he loved her at least as much as he loved Naru. Her hair, so long and lustrous made him want to run his hand through the length of it and down her back. He knew first hand that her hair smelled like the lilac bushes his mother grew out in front of his parent’s house. His seldom viewings of her glorious nude form also revealed to his mind other facts he would love to explore about her. Her breasts stood full, pointed and proud and he longed to find out if they were as sensitive as they looked when she freed them from the bindings she wore over them for protection from her daily kendo routines. Her buttocks, while not as full as Naru’s do to her greater height, made him want to caress every inch of them until she begged him to plunder its depths with his fingers, then his throbbing manhood. Her womanhood smelled too enticing to describe but he knew he wanted to taste the fluids that he coaxed from it in a session of passionate lovemaking.’

‘Mutsumi, dear, passionate Mutsumi was his nurse. A few short minutes with her could make anyone forget their troubles. Her figure was as proud and full as Naru’s but yet softer, and more feminine. Yet something about her reminded him of a fire that was barely held in check. He wondered what she would be like if that fire was ever unleashed upon his lust. He wondered if any man could prove himself up to the task. Her hair, long chestnut colored and smelled of the many melons she loved to grow and consume. Her legs, although not as long as Motoko’s seemed to be, would grasp him tightly as he rode her to their mutual climaxes. He has already had his face between her breasts and he really wanted to have a repeat performance, one that was intentional for a change. Her breasts were definitely crafted by the Kami, with large brown areolas and erect pink nipples. Her voice could lull a raging storm into mere breeze, and he wondered what she would sound like in the throes of passion. If not for his upcoming marriage to Naru he wouldn’t object to anything she desired to try with him.’

‘Shinobu, his darling little Shinobu seemed to be his conscience. She helped keep this place running, in fact without her he probably would have packed it in long before now. As for her looks if again not for Naru and the fact that she was more like a little sister to him when she first arrived here, he might have done something stupid by now. But he was finding not doing something really stupid was becoming more difficult as the days went on. If he was alone with her the other day when she went up that ladder without her panties on he felt that no sane individual would have blamed him for his actions. Her small round butt made him think of coming into the kitchen one day, bending her over the sink and plunging his ramrod hard penis straight into her waiting womanly depths. He saw her, in his mind’s eye screaming out in pleasure as they ended their lovemaking thrashing about on the floor. He longed to see just how much of her petite breasts he could fit comfortably into his drooling mouth. And of all the girls here she was the one he wanted to see what it felt like to have anal sex with most. He saw, again in his minds warped eye, as he was looking down upon her sweat soaked back and buttocks watching his hardened member slid in and out from between her glorious little butt-cheeks as Shinobu looked over her shoulder and begged him not to stop until he forced he semen deep into the depths of her bowels.’

‘Mitsune was the woman who had become his goddess of sex and practical jokes. In his courses on the world’s different mythologies he had learned about the brother of Thor, god of thunder and storms. Loki was the god of practical jokes and he was the one who had, by his own actions, guaranteed that ragnarok would come. But Keitaro knew in his heart that Loki had nothing on Mitsune. Since they day he first arrived here she had hounded and plagued him. And he loved her for every moment of it. If it were not for her he wouldn’t have the ability to deal with the business problems he was facing. But now all he could think about came in the form of her large proud breasts and the way they would bounce whenever she moved at any pace faster than a walk. He also admired they sway her hips took on whenever she came to flirt with him when it was time to collect the rent. He could see and hear what it would be like to have him laying in bed as she pumped her mouth up and down on his shaft until he held her head down as he pumped load after load of his jism down her throat and into her waiting stomach. He would then wait and watch as she coaxed his flaccid member back to a turgid state so that she could lower her dripping channel onto him, until the shaft disappeared completely within her depths.’

‘Kaolla-Su was like a sister to him when he first got here as well, but then again she wasn’t. Her breasts may not be the largest of the girls but he was sure that they would feel great sliding up and down his prick. He knew he loved her as well. Her bronzed skin reminded him of the Greek paintings of the gods and their heroes. And she had lately developed a way of walking that accentuated her generous curves. He was sure too, that she was the only one not intent on driving him to sexual insanity. But then again she had been pouncing up on him since the first day he moved in and he was unsure that if, more than once she had been trying her best to cop a feel. He pictured her now thrusting back against him as he clung to that banana tree of hers for support. Bucking back she would begin to scream louder and louder until finally he would flood the innermost parts of her womb with his fertile seed. Naru might be the love of his life but he could not see himself objecting to the sexual adventure that life would be like with Kaolla as his bride.

‘His dear adopted sister would be his first choice, if she wasn’t adopted by his parents, for a sexual rollercoaster though. Her full pouting lips would feel welcome on any part of his phallus. She had been driving him to sexual insanity most of his life because of her sexual openness towards him, and he was absolutely certain that if he ever asked her to she would do anything he wanted to do, sexually at least. Her skin glowed like the finest porcelain and only Motoko had that same gorgeous unearthly tone. But she was his adopted sister and unless that changed she would be strictly taboo. She would be, regrettably, off limits to any kind of foray into bedroom behavior, no matter how welcoming she was. The problem for him was that it was becoming more difficult as the days went on to ignore the opportunities she was still offering him.’
And so his thoughts went on as he prepared the morning meal. He had to shake himself loose from his lusty imagination when he started to smell one of the western omelets beginning to burn.
It was shortly after his reverie that he heard the girls tromping down the stairs towards the kitchen
The first one to arrive was of course Shinobu, whom for some reason was looking flustered and worried. She made a beeline for the refrigerator until she looked around and saw breakfast sitting neatly on the table. She gave him a huge smile as she took in the sight of the meal on the table. With just her eyes she devoured the omelets, cold miso soup and toasted rice cakes. Sitting down at her usual spot in the middle of the table she looked up again and awarded him her best and brightest smile ever.
Next to enter was Naru and Motoko each looked as if they could use more sleep but somehow relaxed just the same. They first stared at the meal set before them then at him, which made him more than a little nervous. He smiled at them and was pleased when they both smiled so beautifully that it set his heart to beating rather rapidly. He was even more surprised that when they approached the table they took a place one his immediate left and right instead of their usual positions somewhere in the middle of the table.

Mutsumi wandered in next and looked around at the meal spread out on the table then she looked at Keitaro as smiled sweetly as she walked around the table and gently kissed him on the cheek which caused him to blush furiously, and the other girls there to stare at her in amazement that she would have the chutzpah to attempt such a bold action. Then, all the while smiling at her personal triumph she allowed her hips to sway in an exaggerated motion until she took her place at the other end of the table.

Kanako just stood at the entrance to the kitchen staring at the back of Mutsumi’s head looking as if she would like nothing more than to bite her head off of her shoulders. Then remembering the words she read the night before she smiled slightly and entered the kitchen with a flourish. She started to drool when she looked around at the feast laid out before her and thanked the Kami that she would not have to suffer with her own cooking this morning. In fact this is the first time that she has ever joined everyone for the morning meal since returning here.
The next to enter was Mitsune looking like a million bucks because, a: she was awake before And B: she was sober. So for her it was a huge miracle to even be here. She glanced sleepily around the room then looked at the food as if she hadn’t eaten before. Then she looked up and gazed at Keitaro as if she had never seen him before. She slowly let her gaze take all of him in, from the depth in his eyes to the slight bulge in his trousers. The she slowly walked over and took her place by Naru.
Then everyone heard it, the bang that announced that Kaolla-Su was on her way down. That didn’t surprise anyone, what did was the fact that instead of her usual shorts and tied off shirt she usually wore she was dressed more like her older sister. Her skirt was long like Amara’s, but instead of being a filmy white she had chosen to wear one of the sheerest red. And each of them was almost bowled over when instead of pouncing on Keitaro or Motoko they way she normally did she chose to calmly walk over and take her place next to Motoko.
When they were all seated around the table Keitaro looked around at each of the girls in turn. They were all so beautiful and they each held a very special place in his heart. Keitaro started taking a series of deep breaths to settle his nerves. When he felt like he was no longer going to faint from the mere shock of the moment, he spoke.
“I hope that you girls have a full day planned for today. I have to go into the city and take care of some of the legal paperwork to get the hotel and its outlying properties repaired. I will be taking Haruka with me so you girls will have to watch the teashop for her. She has told me to instruct you that you must let it stay open until at least one then you may all have the rest of the day to yourselves if you would like. Also, Shinobu you do not have to fix either us anything tonight because we will be dining in town tonight. I do not know when we will be back, but I wouldn’t say until very late tonight or early tomorrow morning. So please don’t wait up for us. I or Haruka will call if there are any problems that you will need to know about.” And with that Keitaro got up and walked out of the room.
“What on earth do you think that was all about?” asked Naru after swallowing a bit of her rice cake. “Something funny is going on, and I don’t mean ‘ha-ha’ either.”
“I agree with you Narusegawa, something very peculiar is going on. But shall will follow him and risk his anger because of our distrust, or hope that he uses his common sense to handle himself.” Motoko said emphasizing her words with a thrust of her chopsticks.
“All I know is this,” Mitsune said with a tone of laughter in her voice. “Keitaro-honey better not try to do everything by himself again. Because if he does, I swear I am going to have a nice long talk with him on the merits of our friendship.”
“I agree,” Mutsumi said smiling. “If Kei-kun thinks that he is going to do everything by himself again we shall have see that he is appropriately punished and informed, shall we not ladies?”
“Yes we shall.” Shinobu said her eyes twinkling. “I might do a lot of the housework but Kei-kun does all of the heavy work, plus he has do all of the worrying about the bills and other payments that have to be made. So yes, if he is trying to do everything again I say he needs to be taught a lesson.”
“I agree sister Shinobu.” Kaolla added “If darling Kei-kun thinks he is alone in this again it would be a pleasure to see him punished.”
“Keitaro is never alone.” Added Kanako out lout then under her breath “as long as I am around he will never be alone. And now he has you other girls as well, might as well get used to that fact. If I have to share him I would want to know with whom I have to share him.”
After they all finished eating Mitsune got up and volunteered to do the dishes and the rest of the girls goggled at her and then let her have her way as they all went up to change into suitable teahouse attire.
Keitaro meanwhile had met up with Haruka and they were waiting for the early morning train into the heart of downtown
“Thank you for joining me this morning Haruka. I appreciate you coming into with me despite dampness of the weather. If all goes well we should get home shortly after dark.” Keitaro said blithely. “I have to see what the lawyer will have to say about my plans for the hotel and its outbuildings and properties.”
“I just hope that you have been wise enough to include a place for the girls in your plans. You know they will be awfully disappointed if you try to do all of this by yourself. I thought I told you that they cared enough for you to see you through this ordeal. Didn’t you pay attention to them last night? You know they want to help you so why are we out here alone?” Haruka said letting the disappointment be heard in her voice.
“I know Haruka, and I thought about it all night until I think I came up with a solution. I am going to be fairly busy with all the legal forms and paperwork that I am going to have to fill out to keep these projects running, correct?”
Haruka raised an eyebrow and nodded.
“Well with the fact that I cannot be two or three places at once I came up with this solution. Each of the girls will be allowed to choose a property to repair and enhance. That building or land will be under their complete control as far as design and materials. They will report anything they need or changes they want to make to me. Then when the projects are complete they will have the opportunity to stay on that property and manage it if they want to. So what do you think?”
“I think that I am very proud of you. You have not only grown into a true man in front of my eyes, but you have done so without causing harm or hurt to anyone without proper and just cause. In fact you have never caused anyone harm at all. You have also done what many could not have; you have earned the love and friendship of everybody at the Hinata. Then to top everything else off you are giving each of them a chance to show you how much they care for you by placing tasks before each of them and turning them loose, trusting that they will do what needs to be done without you having to look over their shoulders, just to see if anything is wrong. Yes Keitaro, I am prouder of you than I could possibly say. So now I have a favor to ask of you.”
“What is that Haruka?”
“Will you let me plan our activities for this evening? I would like to see if I can prove to you just how proud of you I am.”
“Of course Haruka we will do anything you would like to do.” Keitaro replied surprised at so simple a request.
“That means Keitaro, that you will brook me no argument. I will be paying and choosing all of the locations we will visit, understand?”
“Of course you will get no arguments from me. It will probably be my last evening off for quite some time.”
“Good, now let’s get these stupid meetings done and over with.”
The rest of the train ride passed in silence until they got off at the station in the heart of the city. They crossed several streets and entered an older building when a doorman bowed them through a gilded entryway. They went upstairs and found themselves in a modest office with plush carpeting and comfortable chairs. As they began to sit down they heard a jolly voice coming from a room to the back of the office suite.
“Come in; come in, no need to stand on formality for my case.” As they walked to the back they saw the lawyer that delivered the will in Keitaro’s hands.
“Mr. Kasagawa, I am Ura...”
“I know my boy, although I didn’t expect to see you so soon though. What can I do for you?”
“I would like to retain your services for the reconstruction of the Hinata buildings and grounds if you would sir. I will also need the account access codes for the banks so that I can arrange to pay the contractor for his materials and time, if that sounds right to you sir?”
“Sounds perfectly fine to me, but I do insist on one thing son.”
“What’s that sir?”
“Call me Hiero son. Your grandmother was a very good friend of mine. She helped me get started when I first got my license to practice law. So I will not have her grandson calling me sir or Mr. Kasagawa, understand?”
“I understand completely. Now I believe that I will require contracts for the contractors and sub contractors. Can you provide them today or will it take a week or so.”
“As it so happens your grandmother had me make some contracts up for her about a month or so before she passed on so I can readily change the names on them to yours.”With that he wheeled his chair around and reached into the filing cabinet behind him. After pulling out a stack of papers he quickly glanced over them and raised his eyebrows in shock.
“Looks as if your grandmother was one step ahead of everyone as usual son, all of these contracts bare your name. So can I do anything else for you?”
“Yes, can you help me get the drafts ready for the district counsel? I have no idea what they are going to charge me for the complete reconstruction of all of these buildings.”“I will be happy to do that son. Now just take those forms and have the contractor fill them out. I will let you know now that I will not abide anyone taking my client for granted. One of those forms will give me permission to check the accounts to make sure you will not be overcharged for anything.”
“I thank you.” Said Keitaro rising from his seat and bowing “Now Haruka and I must be going we have a lot to do before the day is out so we will bid you good day and we will speak with you soon.”
“Then arigato for allowing me to continue serving the Hinata clan. I will definitely be seeing you again.”
Then Haruka and Keitaro went down to the train station once again. It was almost time for lunch so they went to a little sidewalk café for lunch.
“You handled yourself very well at the lawyer’s office Keitaro. I feel the need to congratulate you on some very tough decisions.” Haruka stated smiling, with a touch of pride in her voice.
“I didn’t think they were all that tough Haruka. I mean some things are just easier to grasp than others. It doesn’t take much to realize that I would need district support for the renovation. The fact that I would need all kinds of contracts also seemed to be a basic necessity for what we need to do. I guess I have been through enough repairs on the hotel that I just know what to expect, I guess.”
“Nevertheless I am proud of you anyway. I do know that tonight you have more than earned what I will be giving you. Very few men have been through what you have in the past seven or eight years. What is more important is this though. You have never stopped learning about yourself and the girls. You have even done your level best to learn something about me, what I wanted and allowed you to learn anyway. So, tonight I am going to teach you something about me that no-one know about except myself.” Haruka said ‘I just hope you can accept it.” She thought silently to herself.
After their lunch they started walking again until Haruka asked “Where are we going?”“Not far from here. I made contact with a general contractor I met in the states. He was very interested to see what he could do with Japanese style structures. I did him a big favor when Seta and I cleared out a dig site located near one of the construction sites he was working on. He has agreed with me to oversee the work we require.” Keitaro replied as they rounded another corner.
They walked on for a couple of more blocks then he entered a modern high-rise. Haruka followed him marveling at the young man’s determination. Then they boarded an elevator when he pushed the button for the top floor she was startled to here a voice ask “Password please?”
Haruka was surprised when Keitaro quickly replied “Bones.” she was even more surprised when the voice said “Password accepted.” The music that played in this elevator was different than any that Haruka had ever heard before. It sounded to her like it was American cowboy music. And when the doors opened up she stared at the massive set of horns of a longhorn steer.
They waited in the large sumptuous waiting room for almost two hours. Haruka was about to dose off again when she began noticing something that caught her attention.Whenever the secretary sitting at the front desk saw Keitaro glancing her way she would do something that required her to bend over so that she could give him an excellent view of her cleavage. If she wasn’t showing that part of her body off she was giving him the best view of her legs and buttocks that she could. Between the two and her constantly batting her eyes at Keitaro, Haruka was getting obviously annoyed. She was about to say something when the secretary in her must sultry voice said “Mr. Urashima my father will see you now.”
‘Great! A daddy’s girl, just what I do not need. This guy had better be good or I swear I am going to strangle the little hoochi.' Haruka thought bitterly as she and Keitaro made their way down a large plush carpeted hallway to the office in back.
"Mr. Urashima is here to see you daddy." The little strumpet said as she bowed them through the door.
When her breasts nearly came free of her top Keitaro started to blush furiously. Haruka just glared at the obviously younger woman when she had the nerve to shoot her a glance that read ‘He’s mine if I want him.”
"Well Damn it Darla where is he?”
“Right here daddy.” And with that she opened the door wider and ushered them into the inner office.
Like the outer lobby this room too was done in early cowboy. Horns were everywhere. Pictures and statues of cowboys littered the room. And sitting behind the large oak desk was Mr. himself.
The man was enormous. He wore a white western style suit that probably cost more than her yearly financial allotment. But he seemed friendly enough as he strode around the desk he sat behind and grasped Keitaro’s hand in a firm handshake.
“Well, well, Keitaro my boy long time no see. What brings you here to my humble office?”‘
‘Humble my ass.’ Haruka thought to herself.

”I need some construction done Mr. Jeffries and I thought about what you said in the states and wanted you to get my business. I have the contracts like I said over the phone will you need anything else?” Keitaro asked.
“No my boy, I think this will be all. After I have reviewed these contracts I will sign them and get them back to your attorney, agreed?”
“Agreed sir, if there are any problems don’t hesitate to call please.”
“I do have a problem.” Haruka said speaking up for the first time since lunch.
“What is your problem Ma’am I am sure that I can help you with almost anything.”
“I take it the young lady working at the desk is your daughter. I would appreciate it if she kept her flirting to a minimum from now on. This young man is engaged to be married and I would have nothing interfere with those plans. In fact, I would really be put at ease if the young lady is nowhere present for any future appointments and meetings we may have.” Haruka stated as a frown creased her normally reserved mouth.
“I take it that my step-daughter was reaching again. I have told her time, and time again that when we are at the office professionalism is a must. The problem is this, her mother that I love very much, so don't get me wrong, is what we call in the states a ditz. She's brain-dead, as it were. She has her daughter talked into believing that the only way she’s going to get a man is to act like a trollop. I guarantee that until she gets her head on straight she will no longer have any contact with this young man. Will that be good enough?”
“I will hold you to your word sir.” Haruka said as she shook the older man hand as they left the offices and went down to the main lobby Haruka excused her-self and ran over to where the payphones were located. After making a quick phone call she hurried back over to where she left Keitaro waiting.“What’s wrong Haruka?”
“Nothing, I was just calling to let the girls know that we probably won’t be back until tomorrow morning at the earliest. Now are you ready to be spoiled?”
“I guess so. I have never really been spoiled before.”
“Good, than this should be a welcome change for you.” And with that Haruka grabbed him by the arm and guided him out onto the street for an evening of adventure.