Busty Married Colleague Licks My Ear at the Office

It was a steamy summer night.

I, Keita, work as an apprentice apparel designer at this small design firm.

In my late twenties, I'm still not used to the real work, so overtime is my daily routine.

One day, a new part-time office worker joined the firm.

Natsumi, a married woman in her mid-thirties, had a bright smile that stood out.

Her breasts were noticeably full, probably F-cups at least.

Her office blouse was stretched tight, and through the gaps in the buttons, I could glimpse soft cleavage that held my gaze captive.

(I wonder what those huge tits would feel like to touch...)

Natsumi was gentle and meticulous in her work, like a proper married woman.

She'd casually mention her husband or share stories about her kids, but that world felt distant to a virgin like me.

The office was small, and everyone knew each other.

On overtime nights, Natsumi often helped sort documents.

This night was especially late.

In the summer midnight, the office AC was blasting cold air.

But outside, it was still humid and hot.

We moved to the AC room to check documents.

The AC room was cramped, with the hum of machines echoing.

No one else around—just the two of us.

"Keita, you're working so late—good job."

Natsumi smiled and spoke to me.

Her blouse was slightly damp with sweat, making the shape of her breasts stand out clearly.

Even during desk work, I'd been stealing glances at her ample chest.

(Those swells—if I squeezed them, my fingers would sink right in... A married woman's breasts must be soft like milk.)

As a designer apprentice, I'm sensitive to fabrics.

But Natsumi's breasts were overwhelming volume that no fabric could contain.

My imagination ran wild, and my crotch started heating up.

Under the flickering fluorescent lights in the AC room, we spread out the documents.

Natsumi leaned in close to explain.

Her body heat and the sweet scent of her shampoo wafted over.

Her breasts nearly brushed my arm, making my heart race.

(I shouldn't touch... but if they did, that squishy feel might come through.)

I tried desperately to focus, but it was impossible.

Even the way her finger traced the documents seemed erotic.

As time passed, our conversation flowed.

"Natsumi, how did you meet your husband?"

I asked lightly.

She smiled shyly.

"We were colleagues when I was young. Do you have a girlfriend, Keita?"

"No, I don't..."

I blushed as I answered.

My virgin status was obvious.

(Talking about that with a married woman is embarrassing... but I'm the one fantasizing about her tits, so I'm worse.)

Suddenly, Natsumi brought her face close to my ear.

Her breath puffed softly.

"Keita, you don't seem focused."

Her voice whispered sweetly.

Then, warm breath blew into my ear.

A shiver ran through my whole body like electricity.

(What is this... my ear feels so sensitive...)

The next moment, Natsumi's tongue lightly licked my earlobe.

A slick, wet warmth.

My body jerked.

"N-Natsumi...!"

I turned in panic, but her eyes gleamed seductively.

"Shh. Be quiet. No one's here."

Her lips touched my ear again.

This time, her tongue slipped into my ear canal, making wet, slurping sounds as she licked around.

It felt like her sweet saliva was seeping into me.

(There's no way I can handle this... just ear licking has my cock rock hard.)

My crotch was bulging painfully, straining against my pants.

As a virgin, this sweet stimulation blanked my mind.

Natsumi's huge breasts pressed against my shoulder.

Soft and heavy.

Even through her blouse, I could feel the lace of her bra.

(A married woman's tits, so close... I want to grope them, suck them.)

Every time her tongue trailed over my ear, my breathing grew ragged.

"Keita, you're getting excited. Your ear seems sensitive."

Natsumi whispered as her tongue traced the edge of my ear.

Wet sucking sounds echoed in the AC room.

I couldn't hold back anymore and reached out.

My hand touched Natsumi's breast.

(So big... my fingers are sinking in...)

Her F-cup bombshell wouldn't fit in my palm.

Soft, warm, and jiggling.

"Natsumi, here of all places... you have a husband."

I said weakly, but my body was honest.

She giggled and nibbled my ear gently.

"This is our secret. Your reactions are cute."

Her hand slipped under my shirt.

She pinched my nipple and twisted it.

A moan nearly escaped me.

(Playing with my nipple like this is intense... pre-cum is leaking from my cock.)

Excitement exploded, and I pushed Natsumi against the wall.

Her back hit the cold AC room wall.

I unbuttoned her blouse and shifted her bra.

Her exposed huge breasts had large pink areolas, with puffy nipples standing erect.

(A married woman's tits, such an erotic shape... looks like it could lactate.)

I couldn't resist and buried my face in them.

A musky sweet scent.

I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked greedily.

Natsumi let out a small gasp.

"Ah... Keita, so intense..."

Her tongue now licked down my neck.

From ear to collarbone, a slick trail.

My cock throbbed painfully in my pants.

"Natsumi, touch it..."

I begged.

She gently pulled down my pants.

My cock sprang out, a string of clear pre-cum dangling from the tip.

(My virgin cock, so wet and embarrassing... but the excitement won't stop.)

Natsumi's hand gripped it.

Warm, soft palm.

She started stroking slowly.

"It's big, Keita."

I kneaded her huge breasts with both hands.

Breast flesh overflowed between my fingers.

I pinched and pulled her nipples.

Natsumi writhed.

"More... lick my ear too."

She offered her ear.

I ran my tongue over it.

Sweet taste.

Her breath was hot.

In return, she sucked my ear.

Her tongue delved deep, swirling around.

My hips bucked involuntarily.

The handjob sped up.

My foreskin peeled back, exposing the head.

Natsumi's fingers teased the slit with wet sounds.

(This is gonna make me cum soon... a married woman's hand feels amazing.)

Her other hand grabbed my ass.

Her finger brushed near my asshole, sending shivers.

Her huge breasts rubbed against my chest, nipples grazing each other.

"Natsumi, show me your pussy..."

My fantasies ran wild, and I asked.

She hiked up her skirt and lowered her pantyhose.

Her black panties were soaked.

The shape of her pussy outlined.

(A married woman's pussy, drenched... she's only been with her husband before.)

I reached out and shifted her panties.

Plump labia exposed.

Her clit stood perky.

I slid my middle finger in and stirred.

Natsumi bucked her hips.

"Ah, Keita, right there... feels good."

The ear licking resumed.

Her tongue ravished my ear.

I wanted to eat her pussy.

I knelt and brought my face close.

Overwhelming musky scent.

My tongue flicked her clit.

Her juices flowed into my mouth.

Salty and sweet.

Natsumi pressed my head down.

Her huge breasts swayed, filling my view.

I was at my limit.

I stood and pressed my cock against her pussy.

"Can I put it in?"

"Yeah... come here."

As a virgin, this was my first insertion.

It slid in smoothly.

Hot and tight.

(Inside a pussy feels this good... the taste of a married woman, unforgettable.)

I thrust my hips.

Slapping sounds echoed.

I groped her huge breasts while licking her ear in return.

I shoved my tongue in her ear canal, pouring saliva.

Climax approached.

Natsumi's moans grew louder.

"I'm cumming... Keita, together."

I unleashed a massive load.

My cock pulsed.

Hot semen filled her pussy.

She trembled and orgasmed too.

Afterward, the AC room smelled of sweat.

We straightened our clothes.

Natsumi smiled.

"This is our secret. Let's do overtime again."

I nodded, but my mind was in chaos.

(Sex with a married woman... the feel of her ear licking, the softness of her huge tits—I'll relive it every night.)

Since then, late-night overtime fuels my fantasies.

I'm no longer a virgin, but I'm still captive to Natsumi's temptations.