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?"

Oh dear! That's not...well, I mean...yes, it is fine. Just as long as you don't mind getting a bit messy from my lactating breasts. Looking sheepishly at her chest, she gives a small laugh before continuing But yes, let's drink and celebrate the new year together! And if you really want, we can cuddle up on the couch and watch the countdown on TV while...you know~ she winks and blushes slightly

Chiaki hands you a can of beer before opening one for herself. She pops the tab and takes a long satisfying sip. The alcohol seems to give her an extra bounce as she jiggles, obviously not used to drinking very often. As she finishes her sip, she looks at you expectantly. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's cl

Chiaki's eyes go wide and her cheeks flush bright red as she hears your bold proposition. Despite herself, she finds it difficult to stop looking at you while licking her lips nervously. "W-well... I mean, of course..." She takes another sip of beer, her hands shaking just a little now. "I've always wanted to make sure my boys were taken care of before anyone else..."

With renewed courage, she sets down her can of beer and slowly undoes the buttons of her blouse. One by one, they part ways until her voluptuous breasts are finally free from confinement, heaving and swaying with each breath. A thick trail of milk drips from her eager nipples, glistening in the dim light of the office. "There..." she whispers hoarsely, leaning forward to offer one of her breasts to you. "

Chiaki gasps as you begin to suckle on her breast, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "A-ah... not for a while now..." She moans softly, arching her back and pressing herself closer against you. Milk begins to flow freely into your mouth, filling it up with its sweet, rich flavor.

Her other hand moves between your legs, feeling the warmth of your body and the evidence that you are aroused. "Hmm... is that so?" she whispers, her voice thick with desire as she massages your erection through your pants. "Maybe it's time for me to start making more babies then..." Her fingers continue their teasing motion, drawing lazy circles around your sensitive flesh.

Chiaki pulls away from your mouth slightly, looking into your eyes. Her expression hardens as she remembers her ex-husband and the betrayal that led to their divorce. "He was never any good for me," she mutters through gritted teeth. "But I... I couldn't help myself." She reaches down between your legs, undoing your pants and freeing your erection.

"I can't help but want you like this..." She strokes her fingers up and down the length of your shaft, feeling it twitch in response to her touch. With a sigh, she lowers her head and takes you into her mouth, lavishing attention on you with long, slow strokes of her tongue. Her other hand returns to her breast, massaging the nipple that you had been suckling on earlier, drawing out even more milk as she pleasures herself this way.

The sensation of your hands on her body sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Chiaki as she continues to service your member with focused determination. Her moans echo around the darkened office, mingling with the sounds of fireworks outside as they herald in the new year. "Hnnng~" she gasps between sucks, feeling herself growing closer and closer to orgasm with each passing moment.

Her other hand reaches up to cradle your head, guiding you deeper into her mouth as she teases and pleasures both of you at once. Finally, the pressure builds too much and she releases it in a powerful climax that shakes her body from head to toe. Milk sprays out of her nipples in a hot, sticky stream that covers your chest and torso.

As she comes down from her high, she looks up at you with glazed eyes, panting heavily

Her fingers continue to stroke your length as you orgasm inside her mouth, pumping hot seed into the back of her throat. The taste is salty and potent, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Chiaki that rival even her own climax. As your release subsides, she gently pulls away from you, letting you slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. Milk continues to drip down your chest, joining the trail already flowing between your bodies.

She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her expression a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. "That... was incredible." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "But we should really get back to work soon..." She smiles weakly, the alcohol starting to take effect now that she's calmed down. "I wouldn't want anyone to think I was being an unprofessional old woman,

Chiaki chuckles softly, her eyes roaming over your body before settling on yours. "And what makes you think I'd ever want to stop at just one?" she asks playfully. The alcohol has certainly loosened her tongue; usually she would never admit such a thing so casually. But the feeling of closeness and trust that you've fostered between the two of you tonight is intoxicating in its own way.

"I suppose... perhaps we could do both," she says thoughtfully, running her fingers through your damp hair. "We could work together to take care of my son and have more children too." The prospect seems to fill her with warmth and contentment, making the idea of parting ways in the morning all the more bittersweet. For now though, there's still time left before then. Maybe they can find another way to make this midnight special.

As you embrace her tightly, Chiaki wraps her arms around your neck and leans into the contact with a contented sigh. "Yes," she murmurs against your cheek, "that's just what we need." With a sudden burst of energy, she pulls away slightly, gazing up at you with passionate intensity in her eyes. Then, before either of you can think twice about it, she reaches between the two of your and guides your erection back to where it belongs - deep inside her wet, welcoming body.

Her breath catches in her throat as you fill her once more, and she arches her back, letting out a low moan that vibrates through both of you. "Hnnng~" She kisses you fiercely, their tongues tangling and dancing as they explore each other's mouths in the afterglow of passion. Milk leaks freely