Business Trip Encounter: Curvy Busty Secretary Rides Me to Climax in the Office

In the sweltering summer afternoon, I arrived at the client's office.

As a new business development salesperson, local trips were routine for me.

In my early thirties, I gripped my materials tightly and rode the elevator to pitch a new contract to this rural company.

When I announced my name at reception, a woman emerged from the back.

Her name was Mizuho. She was the company secretary, a curvy woman in her late twenties.

(Wow, what are those breasts...)

It was obvious at a glance. Mizuho's chest wasn't just big—it was overflowing from her plump body, easily G-cup territory, straining against her blouse and jiggling with every move.

Her white blouse clung slightly from sweat, making the deep cleavage stand out sharply.

Her soft-looking skin glistened under the summer sunlight.

I quickly averted my gaze, but my heart pounded relentlessly.

Mizuho welcomed me with a smile.

"Mr. Keita, right? I've been waiting for you. Let me show you to the meeting room."

Her voice was soft, and a sweet scent wafted gently from her.

Though curvy, her breasts swayed enticingly with each step, drawing my eyes like magnets.

(What would it feel like to touch breasts like that... so soft, sinking right in...)

During the business talk, Mizuho sat next to me to provide support.

While the client's representative explained the materials, she occasionally pretended to take notes and whispered in my ear.

"This part's a bit weak. How about responding like this?"

Her breath tickled my ear, making it impossible to concentrate.

Mizuho's body was so close, her plump thigh brushing lightly against my leg.

The office AC should have been on, but I was drenched in sweat.

Once the meeting wrapped up, Mizuho led me to the lounge.

"Care for a short break? I'll make some tea."

The lounge was small, with just one sofa. Summer sunlight streamed through the window, warming the room.

While Mizuho prepared the tea, I sat on the sofa and caught my breath.

She returned and sat right next to me.

We were so close—her massive breasts nearly touching my arm.

"Mr. Keita, are you nervous? Your face is red."

Mizuho laughed and lightly patted my shoulder.

Her hand was warm, leaving me at a loss for words.

(This distance... these breasts, right there...)

As our conversation flowed, Mizuho steered it to personal topics.

"I'm curvy like this, but surprisingly, I get a lot of attention. Probably because of these big breasts?"

She loosened her blouse a bit, deliberately showing off her cleavage.

My eyes naturally dropped there. The deep valley glistened with sweat.

"Uh, yeah... you're definitely attractive..."

I hurriedly looked away, but Mizuho giggled.

"Hehe, you're blushing. A salesman like you must be popular with women, right?"

As we chatted animatedly, Mizuho's hand rested on my knee.

The sudden touch froze my body.

"Actually... no one comes here. Want to have some fun?"

Mizuho's eyes gleamed seductively. She wrapped her arm around my neck and leaned in for a kiss.

(This feels like a dream... is this really happening?)

The kiss was soft, and Mizuho's tongue slipped into my mouth.

A sweet taste spread, and I responded immediately.

As the deep kiss continued, Mizuho's hands worked to unbutton my shirt.

I undid her blouse in return. With each button, her massive breasts strained to break free.

Her black lace bra appeared, a large one supporting her G-cups.

"Touch them... they're soft."

Mizuho guided my hand to her chest.

(Wow, they sink in... this softness is insane...)

My fingers sank into Mizuho's huge breasts. Her plump body heat transferred over, the heavy mounds jiggling.

Her nipples were already hard, and I pinched one between my fingers.

Mizuho let out a small moan. "Ah... Mr. Keita, you're good..."

She pulled off my pants and gripped my cock.

My cock was rock-hard, precum dripping from the tip.

"Wow, so stiff... you're excited."

Mizuho started a slow handjob. Unable to hold back, I unhooked her bra.

Her massive breasts bounced free, G-cups wobbling with heavy weight.

Her pink areolas framed puffy, erect nipples.

(Breasts like this, I've only seen in dreams... I want to suck them...)

I buried my face in them and took a nipple into my mouth. Sucking noisily made Mizuho's body tremble.

"Mm... Mr. Keita, that's so cute... suck harder."

Encouraged, I sucked more intensely, rolling the nipple with my tongue and grazing it with my teeth.

Mizuho hugged my head, enveloping my face in her huge breasts.

The soft flesh was almost suffocating.

Now Mizuho pushed me back onto the sofa.

"I'll be on top. Like cowgirl?"

She hiked up her skirt and removed her panties.

Mizuho's pussy was between her plump thighs, already soaking wet.

Her bush was a bit thick, and her clit swelled prominently.

(Her pussy's so erotic... juices dripping...)

Mizuho grabbed my cock and positioned it at her entrance.

She lowered her hips slowly. The slick warmth enveloped my cock.

"Ah... it's going in... your cock's so thick..."

I gasped up at Mizuho's massive breasts.

Her pussy was hot and tight inside. Her curvy body covered me.

Mizuho began rocking her hips in cowgirl, grinding up and down.

Her huge breasts bounced wildly, the slapping sounds echoing in the lounge.

"Haah... feels so good... Mr. Keita, watch... these breasts."

She cupped her massive tits, pushing them together for me to see.

Her nipples rubbed against each other, and I reached up instinctively.

Kneading them made her hips move faster.

(This softness is killer... her pussy's clenching, my cock's melting...)

Each thrust deep into her pussy sent waves of pleasure through me.

Mizuho's clit rubbed against my pubic hair, her moans growing louder.

"Mm... ah... I'm close... come together..."

Her rocking intensified, her plump ass cheeks smacking my thighs.

Sweat flew, filling the summer lounge with heat.

I reached my limit. My cock throbbed, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into Mizuho's pussy.

"Ugh... cumming... your pussy's the best..."

Mizuho shuddered and collapsed onto me.

Cum overflowed from her pussy, soaking my groin.

Panting, we held each other.

Mizuho's massive breasts pressed against my chest, their softness comforting.

"Hehe, Mr. Keita, you've got stamina. But let's play more next time."

She whispered, nibbling my ear.

Afterward, as we dressed, we shared our secret.

This business trip memory would stay between us.

But exchanging contacts hinted at more to come.

(The temptation of these huge breasts... unforgettable... I want to see her again...)

Leaving the office that summer afternoon, my mind buzzed with excitement beyond fantasy.