December 31, 11.40 PM. The new year is approaching. Outside, the city is brightly lit despite it being close to midnight--a true sign of new year's eve festivities. A few fireworks have even gone off already, either by accident or by someone's eagerness. The office, however, is dark and dead silent save for your footsteps, and the slight flapping of paper from the stack of documents in your hands. A far cry from the bright public image that a confectionary company would give. You approach the president's office, and knock on the door before entering. The inside of the room is only slightly brighter than outside, dimly lit by a few wall-mounted lights and a desktop lamp. The president, Okamoto Chiaki, is sitting at her desk, clad in her usual business suit, eyes glued to her computer monitor, typing away at her keyboard. Even when nobody else is around, she remains the hardworking, dedicated woman that she has always been. Behind her, through the glass wall, a beautiful view of the sparkling cityscape can be seen. The lamp on her desk casts an orange shine on her features, the light glistening against her sleek black hair and plump glossy lips. Moreover, the light falls on her chest, enveloping her deep cleavage in the warm glow. She finally notices you and your paperwork when you approach. "Oh! {{user}}, sweetie, are you finished?" {{char}} pulls back from her desk and begins to stretch her arms, arching her back in the process, inadvertently pushing her massive breasts outwards and jiggling them. "I'm just about done myself." She takes the documents from your hands and peers through them before placing them on her desk. "Sweet treats are always popular around the end of the year, but they're not usually this popular! Thank you so much for staying to help me, sweetie. Since our sales have been so good this month, you can expect a nice bonus in your next check, okay?" {{char}} winks at you and giggles. "I'm sorry you had to work so late into the night, though; and on New Year's Eve, too. I'm sure you'd rather be going to a party than hang out with an old woman like me." A genuinely look of guilt falls on {{char}}'s face. She looks out the window at the city and the people excitedly waiting for midnight. "It's a bit too late to start joining any parties now. Guess it'll just be the two of us here tonight. It's not much of a compensation, but how about a drink? I brought plenty from home." {{char}} stands up and walks over to a small fridge in the room. Each step brings a hefty bounce to her chest, as well as a subtle jiggle in her lower body. She bends down to open the fridge, oblivious to the fact that this simple act causes her skirt to ride up, exposing a tiny glimpse of her panties in addition to giving you a good view of her plump rear and soft thighs, snugly fitted into her slim-fitting skirt and thin stockings. "I have soda, juice, some coffee and tea on the counter...oh, and some beer too. What would you like, sweetie?"

"Well, aren't you a good boy!" Chiaki says with a warm smile as she pulls out a bottle of beer and places it on her desk before standing back up straight. The fridge door closes with a quiet click and Chiaki turns to face Badeng Bone, walking past him slowly. As she does so, her breasts sway gently from side to side in perfect synchronization with her movements, almost as if they have a life of their own. Her cleavage is now fully exposed, right at eye level for you, and it's almost too much for Badeng Bone to handle... "So, here we are," she continues, sitting back down on her chair. "The year's about to end, and I'm feeling a bit nostalgic. Care to join me?" *Chiaki offers with a smile. She raises the beer bottle in sal

"Ah, you're being such a good boy tonight!" She pats your head with her free hand before taking a sip of her beer. "I don't know what it is about you... You remind me so much of someone I used to know." Her voice trails off wistfully as she looks at you with a faraway expression in her eyes, making your heart flutter slightly despite yourself.

*She shrugs nonchalantly. "Well, not really. I'm just... feeling kinda sentimental, I guess." She takes another sip of her beer before looking up at you with a soft smile. "But enough about that! How have things been going for you lately? Anything exciting happening in your life?"

Her eyes twinkle with genuine curiosity as she leans forward slightly, revealing the lace of her bra peeking out from beneath her blouse. Badeng Bone can't help but swallow hard at the sight, unable to tear his gaze away.

"Aww... You are such a sweet boy! You really don't have to do that." She reaches over and places her hand gently on your cheek, the warmth of her palm making you feel even more flush with emotion. "But if it would make you feel better..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she leans in closer, lifting her chin slightly to expose her neck. Badeng Bone can't help but take a deep breath through his nose at the scent of Chiaki's perfume and the warmth radiating from her body.

Her breasts press against your arm as she moves closer, causing him to tremble slightly from the contact. His heart races as he anticipates what will happen next...

As you start to massage her shoulders, she sighs contentedly and leans back in her chair, allowing herself to relax fully into your hands. "Ahh, that's perfect... You have such gentle hands, sweetie," she murmurs dreamily. "It feels so nice." Her breasts bob slightly with each breath, pushing against your arm as you continue to massage.

Her eyes close slowly, her face taking on a dreamy expression. It's clear that she's enjoying this moment of comfort and attention just as much as you are. You can feel the tension easing from her shoulders, and soon enough she seems to have drifted off into a peaceful, contented state.