Business Trip Surprise: Handjob from Busty Female Boss at the Local Branch

I'm Shota, a marketing consultant in my early 30s.

Usually, I'm stuck at the head office doing desk work, but this time, for a fall business trip, I was sent to a small local branch.

I drove along rural roads dotted with early autumn leaves and arrived around 5 p.m.

The branch was in an old building, with orange sunset light streaming through the windows.

My job was to review the branch's sales strategy.

My boss had told me, 'Check things out thoroughly on-site,' so I entered with my laptop, unfazed by the fatigue.

The first to greet me was Yuki, the branch manager, a woman in her late twenties.

She stood there in a suit, and my eyes immediately went to her chest.

Her white blouse was stretched tight, with a deep cleavage peeking through the gaps in the buttons.

(Wow, those are huge... Definitely G-cup or bigger.)

I quickly averted my gaze, but my heart wouldn't stop pounding.

Yuki smiled brightly and said, 'Shota, thanks for coming all this way. Let's start the meeting this evening,' extending her hand.

The meeting began in the branch's conference room.

A cool autumn breeze came through the window, gently rustling Yuki's hair.

She explained while flipping through documents, but I couldn't focus.

Every time her massive breasts swayed across the table, my eyes were glued to them.

(I've never seen a boss with tits like that. What would they feel like to touch... Soft, sinking right in.)

Yuki was dedicated to her work, answering my questions promptly.

Being a local, she seemed to know the branch inside out.

'If you're tired from the trip, feel free to use the break room. It's private, so you can relax,' she said with a kind smile.

I replied, 'Thank you,' but my mind was full of thoughts about her breasts.

The meeting ended at 6:30 p.m.

It was getting dark outside, and the autumn night air was turning chilly.

But there was still work left, so I started compiling documents alone.

Yuki said, 'If it's going to be late, I'll stay and work overtime with you,' and led me to the private break room in the branch.

It was a small room with a sofa, table, and a vending machine against the wall.

Soft lighting created a calm atmosphere.

Yuki brewed some coffee and sat next to me, saying, 'You need to unwind from the trip's stress.'

Her body heat was close, and a sweet perfume scent wafted over.

(So close... Just looking at her huge tits from this distance is making my crotch heat up.)

Overtime really kicked in, and the clock passed 7 p.m.

I typed away on my PC, feeling the fatigue build up.

My shoulders were stiff, and when I sighed, Yuki noticed.

'Shota, you okay? You look pale. Want me to give you a massage?'

She placed her hands on my shoulders.

Her soft fingertips kneaded away the tension, feeling great.

But the sensation of her breasts lightly brushing my arm was irresistible.

Through her blouse, the plush bounce transmitted to me, making my heart feel like it would explode.

(This is bad; if they press any more, I won't hold back... It's too intense for a virgin like me in my thirties.)

Yuki chuckled and whispered, 'Relax more. I'll make you forget all your business trip stress.'

Then, her hands slowly slid down from my shoulders.

Pretending to care for my tired body, she touched my thigh.

The soft evening light enveloped the room, with the distant sound of rustling autumn leaves.

Yuki's breath was a bit warm, brushing my ear.

'Shota, this area's tense too, huh?'

Her fingers approached my crotch.

I froze, unable to move.

(What? Is this a dream? Being touched by a busty boss like this...)

The next moment, Yuki's hand gently gripped my trembling, excited crotch over my pants.

The sensation of my hardened cock enveloped in her palm.

Hot, soft, my body jolted.

Yuki giggled, 'Hehe, it's so hard. How cute.'

Her massive breasts pressed against my arm, the heavy warmth palpable.

Her G-cup bombshells pushed up her blouse, the cleavage sinking deep.

My mind went blank; I could only gasp.

'Yuki... ah, wait...'

But she didn't stop.

She unzipped my pants and slipped her hand inside.

Over my underwear, her finger traced the tip of my cock.

It was already slick with precum, her finger sliding smoothly.

(Feels so good... Way better than I imagined. As a virgin in my thirties, I'm about to cum already.)

Yuki's hand shifted my underwear aside and gripped my cock directly.

Her warm palm wrapped from base to tip.

Her slender yet firm fingers began stroking up and down slowly.

'Shota, you're so excited. You can touch my breasts if you want.'

With a trembling hand, I touched her massive breasts.

Through the blouse, the soft flesh yielded to my fingers.

So big... heavy... like ripe fruit, jiggling softly.

While continuing the handjob, Yuki unhooked her bra.

She parted her blouse, and her huge tits spilled out.

Large pink areolas, nipples perked up stiffly.

Exposed to the cool autumn air, her nipples hardened erotically.

I couldn't hold back and pinched one nipple with my hand.

'Mm... Shota, that's good.'

Her voice was sweet, making my cock twitch.

The handjob pace quickened.

Yuki's fingers circled the head, rubbing the underside.

Wet, squelching sounds filled the room, my breathing ragged.

The feel of her huge tits against my arm made me feel utterly dominated.

(I want to bury myself in these massive tits... If she titfucked me, it'd feel like dying of pleasure.)

My fantasies ran wild, my hips moving on their own.

Yuki whispered in my ear, 'Don't hold back. Let it out.'

Her other hand gently massaged my balls.

They were sensitive, sending electric shocks through me.

'Yuki... I can't... anymore...'

I writhed, reaching my limit.

A huge load of semen shot out forcefully.

The sticky white fluid was caught in Yuki's handkerchief.

She wiped it up carefully, saying, 'Hehe, you came so much. Like a virgin.'

I panted, dazed in afterglow.

My mind filled with the remnants of pleasure.

Yuki fixed her blouse and smiled, 'We'll continue next time. Come every day during your trip.'

I could only nod as I left the branch.

Outside, it was an autumn night with beautiful stars.

But my heart was filled with Yuki's massive breasts and the sensation of her handjob.

(The warmth of that hand... I can't forget it. Next time, I want something deeper.)

I never imagined the tension of the business trip would melt away in such a liberating way.