Private Hot Spring with My Female Boss: Pressed Close While Thrusting

As we drove along the mountain road, snow began to flutter down. We were on our way to the private hot spring inn reserved for the winter company trip. I’m Kenta from the sales department, in my early thirties. Today, after finishing our meeting at the business trip destination with my female boss Harumi, we decided to stay at this inn.

Harumi is the sales director. She usually gives orders with a stern gaze. She’s a composed woman in her late thirties, but she has a great figure, with breasts large enough to be noticeable even under her winter coat. I sometimes catch myself wondering if they’re around a G-cup. She’s quiet and barely spoke in the car, simply gazing at the scenery.

When we arrived at the inn, the staff had prepared the private indoor bath for us. It was past seven at night and pitch dark outside, with steam rising thickly. Harumi had brought some sake and suggested, “I’m tired today, so let’s relax in the tub.” I nodded, changed into a yukata, and headed to the bath.

At first we simply soaked in the water. The hot spring enveloped our bodies while the snowy landscape beyond the window remained silent. Harumi sipped her sake and sank deeper, her usual stern expression softening as conversation flowed. She chuckled while listening to my work complaints.

Perhaps from the sake, Harumi suddenly said, “Kenta, I’ll wash your back for you.”

I froze in surprise but couldn’t refuse, so I turned around. Her fingers gently scrubbed my wet skin with a cloth. The slow movement from shoulders to lower back stirred something deep inside me. At one point her breasts lightly brushed my back, soft and warm.

Before long Harumi drew closer. The scent of sake drifted gently. Her large breasts swayed in the water and pressed against my skin. Every time those soft G-cup mounds touched my chest or arms, a rush of heat spread through me.

Harumi took the lead and straddled me in the narrow tub. Her body fit tightly against mine, skin hot and smooth, the shape of her breasts clearly defined. I caught my breath.

(This is dangerous… but I can’t stop.)

She began to move her hips slowly. The heat between her thighs enveloped my hardened cock as her pussy took me in. Wet sounds echoed through the water. Breathing heavily, Harumi whispered in my ear, “Deeper… put it all the way in.”

I gripped her hips and thrust upward. In the hot water her inner walls squeezed tightly around my cock. Each deep thrust drew small moans from Harumi. Her massive breasts bounced wildly before my eyes, nipples stiffening and brushing my lips. I naturally sucked on them while keeping a steady rhythm.

With every deep roll of my hips her soaked pussy clung to me, her swollen clit rubbing against the base. Steam filled the air as Harumi clung to my neck, riding harder. “Kenta… harder… nngh.”

I kept thrusting deep, clearly feeling the mouth of her womb. Her body trembled and convulsed. While kneading her huge breasts with both hands, I reached my limit and released a thick load inside her pussy.

We stayed pressed together, catching our breath amid sweat and steam. Harumi smiled in satisfaction and kept grinding her hips while still joined. The night was far from over. Burying my face in her soft, voluptuous breasts, I began moving my hips again.

We stayed connected until morning, and I became completely captivated by her body. Our secret with my female boss continued, melting into the heat of the onsen waters.