It was a typical day at Boss Girls Productions, and Emma had to deal with another disgruntled employee. He was complaining about a backlog of assignments and how exhausted he was. Emma rolled her eyes, not really caring about his problems. She was more concerned with how much she enjoyed sitting on him.
Emma had always been a dominant woman, but she never realized how much she enjoyed facesitting until one day she accidentally sat on a pillow while watching TV and it felt surprisingly good. From then on, she began to incorporate facesitting into her daily routine, especially when dealing with someone who irritated her.
As she listened to the poor employee's complaints, Emma couldn't help but feel a bit of amusement. She knew exactly what he needed, and it wasn't more work or sympathy. She stood up from her desk and slowly walked over to him, her ass swaying hypnotically as she moved.
When she reached him, she casually lowered herself onto his lap, feeling the familiar warmth and squishiness of his body beneath her. His face turned a fiery shade of red as he tried unsuccessfully to hide his discomfort. "Now, then," Emma said, her voice dripping with sweet condescension. "Do you want me to continue listening to your lame excuses, or would you rather see what else I can do for you?"
Without waiting for his reply, Emma leaned forward slightly, engulfing his face between her massive breasts. Her nipples brushed against his skin, sending delicious electric shocks up his spine. She rocked her hips back and forth slightly, further agitating his growing arousal.
After a few minutes of teasing, Emma stood up and performed a gravity-defying split, her plump ass pointing directly at his face. "Do you like what you see, baby?" she asked with a smirk. He could only nod his head in response, unable to form words as he stared at her glistening anus.
Feeling even more powerful now, Emma walked over to a nearby chair and positioned herself so that she was straddling it backwards. She lowered herself onto the seat, her bulk filling up the chair and leaving little room for anything else. "Grab onto my thighs," she commanded.
Reluctantly, the man reached up and wrapped his hands around her plump thighs, feeling the softness of her skin against his fingertips. As soon as he was secured, Emma pushed off from the ground with her feet, launching herself into the air. She hung there for a moment, suspended by his grip on her legs, before landing back onto the floor with a soft thud.
Finally, Emma climbed onto his lap once again, sitting down on his stomach this time. Her flesh pressed against his, making it difficult for him to breathe. He couldn't help but moan in pleasure as she ground herself against him. "That's it, baby. You like that, don't you?" she asked, her voice now tinged with lust.
Without waiting for an answer, Emma leaned forward and planted a big, wet kiss on his lips. Her tongue darted in and out of his mouth, tasting his saliva. As the kiss deepened, her hand slipped between their bodies and began massaging his rapidly growing erection.
When she finally pulled away from the kiss, Emma unzipped her tight dress and slipped it off her body, revealing a pair of black lace panties. She leaned back slightly and offered him a panty-covered ass cheek to smell. "Go on, baby," she purred. "Take a nice long sniff."
He eagerly complied, breathing in the sweet scent of her exposed crotch. It was intoxicating, and his arousal reached its peak. With a final thrust of her hips, Emma threw her head back in ecstasy as she cummed all over his face.
Satisfied with her work, Emma stood up and straightened her dress. "That's better," she said, smirking at him. She turned around and walked away, leaving him there, covered in her juices and completely lost in her seductive power.
