Business Trip Seduction: My Busty Female Boss's Lactation Handjob at a Remote Hotel

The autumn night breeze felt a bit chilly in this provincial city.

I, Sota, was on a business trip here as a regional sales rep in this out-of-the-way town.

In my early thirties, I tend to get overlooked in the usual office setting, but I surprisingly enjoy the solitude of these trips.

I handle my work decently enough, but my romantic experience is zero.

The feel of a woman's skin is something I only know from my imagination.

Tonight, like always, I was sipping a light beer in the lounge of the business hotel.

Outside, a few autumn leaves were visible, and the scent of fall wafted in through the window.

The lounge was quiet, with only a handful of people besides me.

Suddenly, someone sat on the sofa next to me.

Looking up, it was my boss from the company, Ayame.

She's a marketing specialist, in her late twenties with about five years at the firm.

She's got a bright personality and is the type who leads the team.

But I've hardly ever spoken to her before.

I had no idea she was on a business trip here too.

"Sota, what are you doing here?"

Ayame's voice rang out softly.

She was dressed in a business suit, with a white blouse under her jacket.

Her chest was breathtakingly full.

Even through her clothes, her massive breasts were obvious.

I later learned they were G-cup bombshells.

They swayed gently with every step, pinning my gaze in place.

(Oh man, having a busty boss like this so close... I can't take it.)

I quickly averted my eyes.

"Ayame, are you here on business too? So am I. What a lucky coincidence."

I took a sip of my beer, trying to act calm.

Ayame smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, for tomorrow's meeting prep. I heard at the front desk that our rooms are right next to each other. Convenient, huh?"

Next to each other? My heart started pounding.

An autumn night, alone with my female boss in a situation like this.

The loneliness of the business trip stirred up strange fantasies.

Our conversation naturally shifted to work.

Ayame spread out some documents and started consulting on tomorrow's presentation.

The lounge lights were soft, illuminating her skin.

Every time she spoke, her huge breasts brushed lightly against the table, jiggling softly.

Her blouse stretched a bit, deepening the shadow of her cleavage.

(If I buried my face in that valley, what would it smell like? Soft and sweet, maybe...)

My crotch started heating up, making me fidgety.

Was it the beer, or the quiet autumn atmosphere, but my mind felt fuzzy.

As time passed, the talk moved from work to personal matters.

Ayame seemed to handle her liquor well, matching my pace with cocktails.

"Sota, do you have a girlfriend? Doesn't all this traveling get lonely?"

Her eyes looked at me kindly.

I denied it with a wry smile.

"Nah, not at all. I've got no experience, really."

The truth slipped out.

Ayame chuckled softly.

"Hehe, that's cute. Saying it so straightforwardly."

Her smile made her breasts jiggle again.

The weight of those G-cups pushed against her blouse.

(I want to touch them... knead those massive tits.)

As the night deepened, we decided to head back to our rooms from the lounge.

In the elevator, side by side.

In the tight space, Ayame's body heat reached me.

Her sweet perfume enveloped me.

When opening the room doors, Ayame glanced back at me.

"Sota, want to come in for a bit? I still have things I want to talk about."

An invitation from my forbidden boss.

The solitude of the trip melted away my rationality.

I nodded and entered her room.

The room was a simple business hotel setup.

A small table next to the bed.

When Ayame took off her jacket, her blouse pulled taut.

The silhouette of her huge breasts stood out clearly.

"Have a seat. Let's continue our chat."

I sat on the edge of the bed.

My heart felt like it might explode.

Ayame sat beside me, crossing her legs.

That motion made her breasts bounce.

(Oh god, so close... and she's my boss, with such an erotic body.)

The conversation gradually turned more intimate.

Ayame shared a bit about her own romantic history.

"With breasts this big, guys always stare. But I've gotten used to it."

She lightly touched her own chest.

The G-cup swell shifted shape under her hand.

My cock hardened in my pants.

(I can't hold back... my imagination won't stop.)

Ayame's eyes flicked to my crotch.

"Sota, you're getting excited, aren't you? How cute."

Her voice was sweet.

The forbidden atmosphere filled the room.

Ayame leaned in closer to me.

"No experience, right? Want your big sis to teach you?"

Her massive breasts pressed against my chest.

The soft sensation transmitted through our clothes.

The weight of those G-cups felt like it was crushing me.

(It feels like a dream... I want to drown in these huge tits.)

I could only nod.

Ayame loosened her blouse.

Black lace bra overflowing with white skin.

A hint of her areola showed, and her pink nipples were already stiff.

"Touch them. Gently, okay?"

My hand trembled as it reached for her breast.

So big... warm and squishy.

My fingers sank in, blanking my mind.

Ayame pulled down my pants.

My cock sprang out stiffly.

Pre-cum strung out, my arousal plain as day.

"Wow, it's so hard. Such a cute cock."

Her hand gently gripped it.

Her warm palm enveloped my shaft.

(Oh, a woman's handjob... way better than I imagined.)

Ayame drew my head to her huge breasts.

"Suck like you're nursing. It's okay to indulge."

My face buried in her cleavage.

Sandwiched between soft flesh walls, I could barely breathe.

A sweet, milky scent teased my nose.

(So fluffy... I want to savor this sensation forever.)

I sought out her nipple and took it in my mouth.

I suckled with wet smacks.

The hardened nipple bumped my tongue.

Ayame let out a small moan.

"Ah... Sota, you're good at this."

Her hand started stroking my cock.

Slowly up and down, her thumb rubbing the head.

The ridge was hypersensitive.

(Feels amazing... getting a handjob while sucking on tits.)

Ayame's massive breasts brushed my cheek.

Their weight covered my whole face.

Her strokes sped up.

Ayame's hand gently massaged my balls too.

The veins in my cock throbbed.

"You can cum on my tits."

Her words pushed me to the edge.

I pressed my face into her cleavage, sucking her nipple hard.

White fluid spurted out in thick ropes.

My semen splashed into the valley of Ayame's huge breasts.

White like milk, hot and sticky.

It clung thickly to her G-cup skin.

(Oh... the best climax ever. Did I lose my virginity? Or was it all a fantasy?)

Ayame smiled and stroked my head.

"You came so much. Such a cute Sota."

A sweet afterglow lingered in the room.

The autumn night breeze rustled the curtains.

The loneliness of the business trip seemed to vanish.

But deep down, I knew this was a forbidden dream with my boss.

Still, I'd probably use this memory for my nightly relief.

The feel of Ayame's massive breasts was unforgettable.