One Room, Two People: A Business Trip with the Boss I Don't Like
After several days away, I stepped into the house at the Human Resources Development Institute, and Yukiko welcomed me warmly. Since it was just past eight o'clock—the time when the housekeeper usually finished her shift—Yukiko didn't worry about prying eyes. The moment she saw me, she threw herself into my arms.
“Ryuta~! Did you have a good trip?”
“Yes, I’m back. Thanks to you, Yukiko, I was able to handle everything smoothly.”
As Yukiko hugged me, her enormous twin pockets of love pressed firmly against my body, and a wave of pure happiness washed over me. There really is no place like home. I hadn’t lived in this house at the institute for very long, but since it was where I’d spent the most time after my possession, it already felt like my own.
And on top of that, a beautiful, curvaceous mommy was waiting for me. Absolute perfection.
“Have you eaten dinner?”
“Not yet. The timing was awkward with the flight and everything, so I came straight home.”
Between the flight schedule and the ride from the airport, grabbing dinner had felt too troublesome, so I’d simply headed back.
“I figured that might be the case after checking your flight time. The housekeeper left some food, so let’s eat together.”
“You waited for me and didn’t eat?”
She’d actually held off on dinner just to wait for me… It was touching, yet made me feel a little guilty. I changed my clothes and joined Yukiko at the dining table. The food hadn’t been set out yet. Yukiko had put on an apron and was reheating the dishes the housekeeper had prepared in advance.
“I’m just warming everything up, so wait just a little!”
Hmm. An apron… The naked-apron look is pretty tempting. I wonder if she’d do it for me later if I asked? After a short wait, Yukiko brought out braised meat and potatoes, miso soup, grilled salmon, and rice. Knowing my appetite, she gave me a portion that looked easily three times larger than what she took for herself.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“Mm, eat up. I hope it’s delicious.”
The braised meat and potatoes were nicely salty and paired perfectly with the rice. The grilled salmon was excellent too, and the rice was perfectly cooked. I’d been starving after the long day, so filling my stomach with such a wonderful meal felt fantastic. Eating in total silence would have been lonely, so I decided to make some conversation.
“How are things at the institute?”
“There’s an executive training program in three weeks, so Education Support Team 1 is swamped. Your Team 2 is just handling routine tasks for now.”
Ah, so there’s an executive training session coming up. If any of the executives happen to be beautiful MILFs, I’ll have to make an approach. I’ll look into it later.
“By the way, you might have to go on a business trip the day after tomorrow. It’ll be about two days at the institute’s Kita-Tohoku branch. A lot of people in Education Support Team 2 took vacation while things were quiet.”
A branch office trip, huh. It would be my first, but I’m sure Sinoe Misano or Mimata Chieri would teach me the ropes. Or I could just ask Yukiko right now… Yeah, since the topic came up, I might as well.
“What exactly do I need to do on a branch business trip?”
“They’ll explain it properly at the office tomorrow, but in simple terms, you’ll teach them this year’s updated guidelines and check for any mistakes or oversights.”
This is the kind of thing that could be handled by email… Do we really need to send someone in person? Yukiko seemed to read my thoughts and gave a small, knowing smile.
“Going in person shows the branches that we’re paying attention to them. If we don’t see it ourselves, how can we know whether they’re doing it right or not? Plus, if there are any promising people in the support roles, we can get recommendations and bring them to the main office.”
She had a point. Nothing beats seeing things with your own eyes. No matter how many emails we send saying “These are the new guidelines,” without checking in person, there’s no way to know if they’re actually being followed.
“Speaking of which, about those Health Miracle stocks.”
When the price had just passed three hundred dollars, I’d told Yukiko to invest up to a thousand. Now it was approaching nine hundred. Lady Yukiko had trusted my words completely and poured every asset she had—minus living expenses—into Health Miracle. She was still visibly stunned that her wealth had tripled in such a short time.
“Once it crosses a thousand dollars, I plan to sell. You should sell yours too, Yukiko.”
“Understood. Thanks to you, Ryuta, I’ve made quite a lot of money, haven’t I?”
When you combined the fortune Yukiko had saved while working at the institute with the inheritance she received after Taira Saburo’s death, she had already been quite wealthy. Now that considerable fortune had tripled in the blink of an eye. At this point, “considerable” no longer described it—it was staggering. As for me, I’d bought in at under a dollar per share. If I cashed out, the profit would rival the crypto boom of the old days. There were still plenty of things I needed to do with that money. It was an enormous sum, but by the standards of the world’s giant corporations, it wasn’t all that much. For the plans I had in mind, it still felt a bit tight. Then again, with all the information I had, there were endless ways to make more money.
“The taxes are going to be brutal. How are you planning to handle that?”
Unlike Korea, Japan slapped a twenty-percent tax on stock capital gains, which was a massive headache. A rough calculation put the tax bill at around thirteen billion yen. It seemed far too high, so I asked Yukiko about it.
“Leave that to me. While I’m sorting out mine, I’ll take care of yours too. I can’t eliminate it completely, but I should be able to reduce it quite a bit.”
I had been planning to use the favor token I received from Grandfather Taira Danjo to handle the tax issue, but since Yukiko offered to take care of it, I could save the token for something else. The old man had told me to use it within a month, so I’d think it over by the time the business trip ended.
“Thank you, Yukiko.”
“No, I should be the one thanking you. You tripled my entire fortune.”
We looked at each other and shared a warm smile as we continued our meal. Once we finished eating, Yukiko brought out an apple and peeled it for me. It had been a while since I’d had one. As I crunched into the crisp apple, Yukiko watched me with eyes full of maternal affection and a gentle smile.
Does watching me eat an apple make her that happy? In that case, I should show her a bit more filial devotion. I finished the apple she had peeled for me and spoke up.
“Yukiko.”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to take a shower. When I come out, I want you completely naked except for that apron, waiting for me in the bedroom.”
“Huh? What?”
I didn’t wait for her answer and headed straight for the bathroom. I lathered up and washed my entire body thoroughly, then entered Yukiko’s room. The lights were off. Without hesitation, I flipped the switch. A tiny “Hya!” escaped her as the room lit up.
Just as I’d asked, Yukiko was waiting in the same apron she’d worn earlier. She stood with her back to me, looking slightly embarrassed. Because she wore only the apron, her rear view was far more exposed. I walked up behind her and immediately began kneading her buttocks. As expected, they were perfectly firm yet soft at the same time—an ideal ass. And the size was impressive too.
“Mmmh…! Ryuta… haa…”
“You granted my request, I see?”
“If it’s your request, I’ll do anything for you.”
I massaged her ass like kneading dough, praising her for being such a good girl, then slipped my hand between her bare skin and the apron to cup her breasts. They shared the same firm-yet-soft sensation as her rear, but with a much higher proportion of softness.
I always felt it, but touching her breasts somehow brought me peace. As I played with them, her nipples gradually hardened and pushed back against my palms. I rolled them gently with my palms.
“Mmmh! Haaah!”
Attacking her nipples made Yukiko unable to hold back her moans. Wanting to hear more, I switched from my palms to my fingers, lightly pinching and caressing the sensitive buds.
“Haaang! That feels too good! Ahh!”
Yukiko could reach climax from her breasts alone. Love juices streamed down from her pussy, and her legs trembled so violently that I had to hold her up. I lowered her into a crouching position and presented my erect cock in front of her face.
“Mmmh…”
With her scent fetish, Yukiko inhaled the aroma of my cock as if it were a drug. Knowing this would happen, I hadn’t washed it thoroughly—just rinsed it with water for her sake.
“Suck it, Yukiko.”
During sex, Yukiko preferred being called simply by her first name rather than “Yukiko-san,” so I called her Yukiko without hesitation. Normally I used the polite “-san,” but during sex I used only her name to give her that delicious gap-moe feeling.
Yukiko first extended her tongue and licked from the base of the shaft all the way to the head of the glans. The tickling sensation was so good it made my ass clench involuntarily.
After licking me thoroughly and coating my cock in saliva until it glistened, she gazed at it with satisfaction for a moment before finally taking it into her mouth.
Watching her bob her head back and forth while looking up at me nearly made me explode. To return the favor and make her feel good, I slid my foot between her crouched legs and began rubbing her pussy with my big toe.
“Mmmh…! Mmm~!!”
With my cock in her mouth, I couldn’t tell what she was trying to say. Thinking she wanted me to continue, I rubbed harder, but she suddenly pulled her mouth off.
“Don’t…! It feels so good I can’t concentrate.”
“Understood.”
So that’s what she meant. I stopped playing with my foot. Yukiko immediately took my cock back into her mouth and began sucking with renewed devotion. Her fellatio technique was incredible. Before long, I felt the signal rising from my perineum and couldn’t hold back.
“Ugh…! I’m cumming, Yukiko!”
“Uup! Uup! Guh!! Guuuhk!!”
I grabbed her head like an onahole and pumped it back and forth violently. Even though it reached her throat and made her gag, Yukiko chose not to pull away. Instead, she opened her mouth as wide as possible and relaxed her throat to let me move even more freely.
Finally, I pushed in as deep as I could and released. When I finished, Yukiko didn’t immediately let go. She slid her lips from the base all the way to the tip, sucking out every last drop of semen remaining in my urethra.
“Did that feel good?”
“It was the best.”
Her eyes were watery from having her throat fucked, yet she still asked me with such a cute expression. I nodded.
“Now can I play with your pussy, Yukiko?”
“Yes… Touch it as much as you want.”
I helped the still-crouching Yukiko to her feet and began stroking her soaking wet pussy.
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