How I Became Sex Friends with My Busty Office Junior

Me... back then I was 31, with an above-average face that people said resembled Tatsuya Fujiwara. Average build and no girlfriend for three years. In a workplace full of introverts I stood out somewhat, but my bad drinking habits meant zero popularity with women.

My junior colleague Miyu was 27 at the time, five years into the job after joining as a new graduate. Bright and dependable personality, with a youthful face and plump, massive breasts that somehow evoked Nozomi Honda. I later learned she was an H-cup.

We had never spoken, but in our small office Miyu stood out and had plenty of admirers. She liked wearing clothes that showed off her figure. As a connoisseur of large breasts I had noticed her right after she joined. When HR announced her placement I was secretly thrilled.

Miyu, who had transferred in, was bright and talkative, so she quickly fit into the office. Even I in the neighboring department gradually started making small talk with her. By chance we shared a love of tequila. We talked about going drinking sometime, but being a coward at heart I never acted on it.

Things progressed in July. One lunch break Miyu spoke to me.

"Takeru-san, let's go drinking today."

Surprised by the invitation, I played it cool.

"Rare offer. Sure, let's do it. Tequila bar?"

My excitement made the afternoon work impossible to focus on. Right at quitting time I prepared to leave and headed out with Miyu.

We went to my usual tequila bar. I was nervous, but Miyu's conversational skills kept things lively. Thanks to her prompting we discussed past relationships and types we liked. As expected she was popular and had never been without a boyfriend since high school. She mentioned having had one-night stands too. I envied the men who could handle her body however they wanted while keeping the conversation smooth, secretly hoping something might happen later.

About an hour after entering the bar Miyu suggested tequila shots. I agreed and we started downing them. Miyu could really hold her liquor. I was slurring and clearly drunk while she showed no change. Being both a coward and a heavy drinker, I kept matching her pace even though I knew I would collapse.

I woke up in bed. Damn, I had blacked out. I regretted it immediately but noticed the bed felt unfamiliar. Looking over I saw Miyu sleeping beside me. Right, we had come to a love hotel.

It was 11 p.m. Only about three hours had passed since I lost my memory. Both of us were still fully clothed. We must have fallen asleep right after arriving. I recover quickly after a short nap even when blackout drunk. Calming down, I glanced at Miyu and noticed the enormous volume of her breasts wrapped in a summer knit top.

(Just a little would be fine, right...)

I reached for her breasts.

(They're huge...)

At first I touched them cautiously so as not to wake her, but the unprecedented size made me lose control. I slipped my hands under her top and squeezed over her bra, then removed the bra and kneaded her bare breasts with both hands.

(So big, I can't stop...)

"Takeru-san, did you think I was still asleep?"

"Miyu, sorry! I'm sorry!"

I pulled my hands away at once. This was bad; how would we face each other at work? While I was thinking that, Miyu suddenly pulled my face into her cleavage.

"Takeru-san, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"Mmph, mmph!"

My words were muffled between her breasts. After a moment she released me and kissed me.

From there I lost all restraint. We exchanged deep kisses over and over, tongues and saliva intertwining, while she slipped her hands under my T-shirt and we played with each other's nipples.

I had a fantasy: a breastfeeding handjob from huge breasts. After about ten minutes of kissing I had her sit properly and rested my head on her lap.

"Meow, purrr."

I panted with my mouth open, begging for her breasts.

"Takeru-san, that's gross," she said, yet brought her nipple to my lips.

(Suck, suck, suck.)

I took her nipple in my mouth and guided her hand to my crotch.

"Takeru-san, you're already hard."

Without replying I focused entirely on sucking her nipple while she removed my pants and began stroking me. Thirty seconds later I came hard.

"Takeru-san, that was fast. How turned on were you?"

"Your tits are insane, they feel way too good."

We laughed together. After that we did paizuri, finished in cowgirl while I groped her breasts, played at soaping each other in the bath, and I came seven times that night. Miyu was exasperated by my breast obsession but from then on we had regular sex. I proposed a few times, but she turned me down saying I was only good as a sex friend. Two years later she got married and ended the arrangement.

Even now I masturbate to Miyu every night. Obsessed with her breasts, I still can't manage sex or romance.