Reunited with My Busty Fuck Buddy: A Steamy Theater Lobby Kiss on Business Trip

The summer night in the city was sweltering and stifling.

I, Yuji, was on a business trip in this town as an event planner. In my mid-thirties, I traveled the country for work, but romance was a distant memory. I hadn't had a girlfriend in years, and my experience with women was minimal at best. The most I'd had were a few casual fuck buddy arrangements in the past.

Today, I'd come to the theater late to scout the venue. It was a small theater, and I needed to check the lighting and stage setup for next month's event. The lobby was dimly lit, with the distant murmur of audience chatter. Sweat trickled down my neck as I walked around, taking notes.

Suddenly, my eyes caught on something near the counter.

There was Rikako. She was a stage lighting technician I'd met on a previous job. A bright woman in her late twenties. We'd been fuck buddies for a while back then. We'd hooked up a few times, but work circumstances pulled us apart. Her breasts were unforgettable. G-cup bombshells that had my eyes glued from the moment we met. Even today, her thin blouse accentuated their volume, with cleavage peeking through the gaps in the buttons.

(Holy shit, it's Rikako... those huge tits are still as impressive as ever.)

I stopped in my tracks without thinking. Rikako noticed me too and came over with wide eyes.

"Yuji! What are you doing in a place like this?"

Rikako's voice was cheerful, sweet like the summer humidity. As a lighting tech, her work shirt clung slightly to her skin from sweat, outlining the shape of her breasts clearly.

"On a business trip. Prepping for an event. You working here now?"

I tried to play it cool, but my heart was pounding. Memories from the past flooded back. The soft feel, the warmth. Back when I was still inexperienced, just touching a woman like her made my mind go blank.

Rikako laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, handling the lights. Just on a break. Long time no see, Yuji. You been good?"

We sat on a sofa in the corner of the lobby. A bit of summer night breeze filtered in, but the theater air was still stuffy. Rikako poured water into a glass and handed it to me. Our conversation naturally turned to past jobs. Every time her breasts neared the table, my gaze was drawn to them. The weight of those G-cups, the way they swayed. Just imagining it made my lower body heat up.

(Rikako's huge tits... I want to touch them... squeeze them like back then.)

But I'm a coward. With my limited experience, I figured just talking would have to do. Rikako was the same as always, laughing at my jokes. The lobby had fewer people now, the dim lights enveloping us. Past 8 PM on a summer night, the muggy heat seemed to draw us closer.

As we chatted, Rikako's eyes grew a little misty. She said she was busy as a lighting tech but didn't have a boyfriend. Same as me. Our bodies naturally leaned in. Her shoulder brushed my arm. A soft scent hit me—shampoo mixed with sweat.

"Yuji, remember? That time we..."

Rikako whispered. My heart skipped. Our old fuck buddy days. Memories of that night flashed back.

(Oh man, thinking about it is making my dick hard...)

I nodded and gently took her hand. The corner of the lobby was out of sight. The summer night theater felt like a secret hideaway. Rikako's breath tickled my ear. Her breasts pressed against my arm. The softness of those huge tits, the warmth. The weight of her G-cups toyed with me.

Rikako leaned in closer. Trembling, I pressed my lips to hers. A kiss. Soft lips, a moist sensation. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, entwining with mine. The taste of summer sweat mixed in—a sweet, raw kiss.

(Rikako's lips are so melting... I want to go deeper, suck on her tongue.)

My fantasies ran wild. With my inexperience, this kiss alone filled my head. Rikako's huge breasts pressed against my chest. Through her blouse, I felt the firmness, the hardness of her nipples. I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her in. The kiss intensified. Our breaths mingled