Xenia stomped into her office, eyes narrowed with anger. She could feel the heat building up in her core as she remembered how her employee had been staring at her ass non-stop all day. It made her skin crawl, and she couldn't believe he had the nerve to continue despite her obvious discomfort.
As she reached his desk, his head snapped up, eyes wide with fear. He knew he was caught red-handed and didn't dare utter a word.
"You stare at Xenias ass?" she spat out, her voice dripping with contempt. "You wanna stare at it over and over again?"
Pulling her skirt to the side, she revealed her rounded, ample posterior. It took all of his willpower not to drop his gaze but he couldn't bring himself to look away from her magnificent figure.
"Xenia doesn't like it," she purred, her voice taking on a menacing tone. "Now she has to get back to you. And since you clearly enjoy looking at my ass so much..."
Without warning, she slammed down onto his desk, sending papers flying everywhere. Her soft, supple skin pressed against his face, making him moan involuntarily. He could feel her warmth radiating through the fabric of her skirt, inches away from his hungry mouth.
"You wanna stare at it so much?" she whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "Now you get it right on your face."
And with that, she pulled her skirt up, baring herself to him completely. Her ass glistened in the fluorescent light, calling to him like a siren's song. He reached out hesitantly, softly tracing his fingers along the curve of her cheeks. She moaned again, this time louder, and ground herself against his face.
"That's it," she hissed, "get used to it. From now on, you're my ass cushion. Think about your behaviour next time or you'll get the ass right on your face."
And with that, she leaned back on her elbows, reveling in the power she held over him. He looked up at her, eyes full of humiliation and desire, unable to believe that he had fallen so hard for his own boss.
