Blindfolded Handjob from a Busty Market Analyst in a Local Business Lounge

On a summer morning, the business lounge in a local city was still cool, with sunlight streaming through the windows gently illuminating the white tables.

I, Yuta, was on a business trip in this town as a market researcher. Mid-30s and single, having a girlfriend was a distant dream. My daily routine was filled with work and nighttime fantasies. Today, when I opened my laptop to compile my report in the lounge, she sat in the seat next to me.

Her name was Saya. A woman in a suit with a market analyst name tag. She looked to be in her late 20s. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her intellectual glasses were striking. But what really drew my eye was her chest. Her tight blouse was stretched taut, her G-cup breasts swaying gently with every breath. My gaze was naturally pulled there. (Ah, such massive breasts moving right in front of me... What would they feel like to touch? Soft, with my fingers sinking in...)

"Sorry, is this table free?"

Saya's voice rang out softly. I hurriedly looked up and tried to play it cool.

"Yeah, go ahead. I'm just working alone too."

She smiled and sat down, opening her laptop. Our conversation started naturally from talk about market data. She offered to analyze my research, and we exchanged contacts. Her huge breasts were right there nearby, her sweet scent mingling with the humid summer air. My heart was pounding like a drum, even though it was just work talk.

Over the next few days, we had several meetings. The lounge in the mornings became our routine. It started with just market trends. But Saya was mysterious, and from time to time, her distant gaze would reveal bits of her psychological struggles.

"It's all work, and some part of my heart feels empty. I want to entrust my senses to someone I can trust..."

I nodded and shared a bit about my own inner world. As a virgin in my mid-30s, I vaguely talked about the loneliness of only being able to imagine touching a woman's body. Every time her massive breasts asserted their presence across the table, my fantasies swelled. (Her breasts—if I kneaded them, they'd overflow like milk. Her nipples would be pink and hardening...)

As trust built between us, our conversations turned more personal. Saya's eyes would shine as if testing me. On a steamy summer morning, the noise of the lounge faded into the distance.

One morning, Saya said in a whisper.

"Yuta, how about a special consultation today? Let's blindfold ourselves and sharpen our senses. I want to test this psychological trust."

My heart raced. Drawn in by her mysterious allure, I nodded. We moved to a private booth in the back of the lounge. Saya tied a handkerchief over my eyes. My vision plunged into darkness, leaving only the sound of breathing. The summer heat made my skin sticky.

"Relax. Let's start with some touch."

Saya's hand touched my shoulder, then slowly moved to my chest. She unbuttoned my shirt, her fingertips tracing my skin. The weight of her huge breasts felt close, her sweet scent growing stronger. (Ah, her massive breasts pressing against my body... That G-cup cleavage, warm and soft...)

Her breath tickled my ear.

"Yuta, you're getting excited. Your cock is hardening..."

Saya's fingers undid my belt and pulled down my pants. My cock sprang out, twitching in the air. As a virgin, I was already on the edge just from imagining this. (My cock is so thick and throbbing. If Saya's hand grips it, I might melt...)

Saya's laugh came low and soft.

"Hehe, such a cute reaction. Let yourself feel it with my hand."

Her palm wrapped around my cock. It was warm and smooth. She started moving it slowly up and down. With the blindfold blocking my sight, every sensation sharpened. Her thumb ground against the ridge, pre-cum leaking out and making it slick.

"Nn... Saya, this is intense..."

My voice trembled. Her massive breasts pressed against my thigh, the soft weight transmitting through. She sped up her hand, gripping the shaft tightly. My virgin fantasies exploded, my mind filling with images of her pussy. The entrance to her pussy, wet folds welcoming my cock. (Ah, Saya's pussy must be hot and tight. If I teased her clit, she'd moan with her big breasts shaking...)

"Feel it more. Touch my breasts too."

Saya guided my hand. Even through the blindfold, I touched her massive breasts. Over her blouse, the G-cup volume was unbelievable. My fingers sank in, the elasticity pushing back. I found the position of her nipple and pinched it, making Saya's breath hitch.

"Haa... Yuta, you're good at that..."

The handjob grew more intense. Her fingers kneaded the head, tracing the underside. My cock had veins bulging, twitching wildly. Summer sweat mixed in, creating wet, squelching sounds. (I'm so turned on... Cumming from Saya's big-tit handjob feels like a dream. I want to suck her nipples more...)

Saya whispered in my ear.

"About to cum? Imagine my massive breasts and let it all out."

I couldn't hold back, my hips bucking up. White semen spurted from the tip, coating her hand thickly. It pulsed seven, eight times. With the blindfold, the sensations overwhelmed me, my body shaking. As a virgin, I'd never known pleasure like this. (Ah, so much cum... Saya's hand is covered in my scent. I want to fill her pussy even more...)

The handkerchief was removed, and Saya's face smiled gently at me. Her breasts still heaved with her breathing.

"Yuta, I trust you now. Let's keep exploring our senses from here on out."

We left the lounge. We promised future meetings, the afterglow of that summer morning lingering. The feel of Saya's massive breasts was etched into my heart. That blindfolded handjob felt like it was just the beginning.