[NSFW] Office Space Shenanigans (Yume Kuribayashi & Dreamstreet)

[Dreamstreet]

At least your sluttiness is still the same as usual, See you in 2 weeks

Within the next two weeks, there wasn't any further response from Midori until about a week and a half later. It was another text that simply gave her which time she would arrive at the airport, along with a car emoji. It was letting her know that she was expecting her old futa colleague to come and pick her up in her car at that time.

Then on the day of her arrival, it was about an forty five minutes after her plane had landed that she would finally emerge at the area of people waiting for arrivals. A few people came out before her, but it was clear that the other people were keeping a bit of a distance towards the futa. It was mainly due to her outfit, which stood out to say the very least. While she wore a pair of big and black sunglasses even indoors, it was nothing compared to her full outfit. In a light green colored outfit, she wore a top that fitting tightly around her big breasts and making them push forward and appear perhaps even bigger than they actually are. The bottom part of her top would cut just short of her bellybutton, which showed her flat belly and a hint of abs. It was clear that she was very physical and that she was taking good care of her body, even if it was mostly just in the bedroom.

Below the top, she was wearing a matching green skirt that reached to just above her knees, revealing her slender legs and keeping her thick thighs hidden, although the skirt hugged them enough to leave very little to the imagination. Speaking on that topic, on the front she had a massive bulge at her crotch which hinted at her packing something extra which was quite large. It was also clear that she did her best to keep it tamed down for the long flight, but she was reaching her limit and her patience wasn't going to last much longer. Hopefully she would be able to last until they were out of the airport.

Once her eyes would find Ophelia waiting for her, she tried her best to contain her excitement to see her and act like she was still upset. However she couldn't hold back from smiling widely, as she took a few quick steps towards the other futa in her green heels, before slowly down again on purpose, dragging her suitcase along the way towards her old pornstar partner.

"You really did come to pick me up! I guess you really want to make it up to me." She said as if she was trying to sound cold and holding herself back. However her smile was showing how she truly felt, and only the sunglasses were helping her in seeming upset. At least it was very hard for Midori to keep her feeling in check, especially around her old friend.

 

[Yume Kuribayashi]

Same~ See you then

Likewise, Ophelia left their conversation to sit with one last text. From there, the wait began. For when she and Midori would finally reunite in the flesh, and hopefully put the lingering bygones behind them.

The two weeks leading up to Midori's arrival stateside wasn't nearly as excruciating as Ophelia thought it would be. The amount of work she had on her plate helped ease any antsiness that threatened to creep up on her, and the same applied to all the trysts she engaged in with her four present partners. While nothing like the day she received the text, where she found herself fucking around with and/or being fucked around with by Adriana, Nicki, Misty and Max all in the span of 24 hours, she was able to get down with two or three of the group every day. She even managed to hook up with Nicki a few times during the weekend! Albeit away from her apartment, just in case Max had any lingering feelings from walking in on them. Everything was going smoothly, up to and including her arrangement to take a half-day the day Midori was set to fly in. (Accomplished through letting Adriana have her way with her again, of course.) Clocking out a little past noon the day of, and with the drive to Raleigh-Durham International's terminal all that was left to be done, it seemed that the reunion would go off without a hitch, and without any further delays.

Yet, as the touchdown approached, Ophelia couldn't help but feel increasingly nervous. Thankfully, it never got to the point of leaving her unable to function, but it gnawed at her, regardless. The phone conversation that sparked this visit in the first place. The moment she retired from the porn industry without any explanation beyond what the press release said, Ophelia knew that Midori would feel betrayed at the sudden change of status. Initially, it was because of what she left hanging. The pair had made multiple films together, and were planning out several more, one of which would see "Opera Brest" as second in billing to "Midori Kamiya" instead of the other way around. But Ophelia's burnout hit before that milestone event in Midori's partnership with her squashed those plans. Even now, she imagined that bit of unfinished business remained a sore spot with Midori. As time passed, though, Ophelia's aversion to reaching out and explaining herself straight from the source worked its way up to reason #1. And while it was nice to hear that Midori was willing to settle things peacably - well, as peacably as a horny futanari could - she just couldn't take her mind off of how she spoke with her upon making that call over two weeks ago.

"So I guess it took you fucking some random bitches before you thought of contacting me again? Or were they so bad fucks that you wanted me to come over and put you in your place? I guess no matter what, it takes you getting horny to contact me, rather than just being a good friend and tell me that you were retiring and moving away."

No amount of preparation for the worst could change how much that stung, especially the annoyed, almost vindictive tone in which she said it. It was such a stark change from the energetic, cheerful, almost bubbly Midori that she knew and loved, that it almost made her wonder if that side of her was just completely gone. One could easily fake such a personality through text messages, but Midori wasn't like that, so Ophelia still had faith she was still her same self deep down. Ultimately, though, it all came down to physical nuance, and that would determine how their reunion started out.

Once her car was parked, Ophelia headed into the terminal to wait for Midori, dressed in her usual form-fitting blue business suit, skirt and tights and high heels and all. She didn't bother making a sign to bring with her - if she had, she'd have written Midori's name in green marker, which would be a perfect fit for her name - instead hoping her presence would be enough. There weren't many tan-skinned, blonde-haired bombshells like her with a bulge that could easily be spotted even at a surreptitious angle. It wouldn't be hard for Midori to spot her in a crowd, and especially not stand-alone as was the case this afternoon.

Sure enough, the reverse situation applied. Midori was a quick spot for Ophelia, even in the months since they last got together, even before she noticed how green her outfit was, and how close her bulge was to practically exploding out of her skirt. The big sunglasses were a new look, though; it was almost like she was playing the position of an aloof big-name celebrity. But considering everything, Ophelia knew it was to hide the frustration Midori felt - that she knew she'd feel - upon meeting her again. True to that, Ophelia avoided an embrace. No tears, no over-the-top sentimentality. She just stood to face her, hands on her hips and a smile on her face. Her way of letting her know that it was good to see her again after so long.

"You really did come to pick me up! I guess you really want to make it up to me."

"I sure do, Midori," Ophelia nodded, reaching her right hand out and taking Midori's for a shake. "And I've got the rest of the day off from my job, so we can get a start on making up whenever you wish. Be it at my place, or in the car..." Her voice got quieter as she continued, eventually reaching a whisper as she leaned in towards Midori's ear, eyes averting from hers so as to placate her facade. "...or maybe we could find an empty restroom stall instead. If you're feeling risky like always~."