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The Promotion PART 1 Ben Halpert was a very good employee of that no one dared to question. His tenacity, his loyalty, his dutiful obedience, his willing to kiss ass at every possible opportunity made Ben Halpert the best assistant there ever could be. That wasn't enough for Ben though as anyone could be the best assistant there ever could be, for what Ben truly longed for was something simple...............a promotion. Dear Ben had been an assistant to his boss Cecilia Shaw for seven years of hell but rumour had it that Cecilia was planning on giving her esteemed subordinate just what he desired. Mere rumours would not be enough for Ben Halpert though, no he needed assurance and that assurance came to Ben from the only thing he had ever done at this job. Kiss some major corporate ass. So on May 16 2013 from 6:00am to 7:25pm Ben was going to pucker up and smooch some ass like he never had before.......metaphorically that is........for now. The following is the events of that day, from 5:00am to 7:25pm. Ben woke up at exactly 5:00am every work day, was out the door by 5:31am, arrived at the office at 5:45am, and started work at 6:00am long before his boss Cecilia would be arriving. May 16 2013 was no different. At 6:00am Ben began prepping for Cecilia's arrival at 8:00am or 9:00am depending on how much Cecilia had over slept. Some of this time was spent organizing Ceilia's day planner and other busy work with the occasional phone call for Cecilia which Ben would have to take in her stead. Most of his time however was taken up with the cleaning of Cecilia's office which Ben did everyday. There were little things like emptying out the garbage and organizing the files on her desk. Then there were the bigger things like scrubbing and spraying air freshener on Cecilia's poor beaten almost always fart smelling seat cushion (he replaced it every month and sometimes it didn't even last that long) and office couch, polishing Cecilia's tremendously large collection of shoes all of which were heavily HEAVILY worn, doing Cecilia's laundry (which she left on his desk from the night prior) which almost always consisted of rigged skidmarked panties dripping sweat and fart juices, and of course cleaning Cecilia's entire private bathroom (mainly the toilet which was always clogged) till it shined as apposed to it's often horrible dank brownish colouring. He did all of this without any complaints every morning for seven years. Like I said best damn assistant there ever was. This kept him busy till about 8 from there Ben would wait at in the break room staring out the window for Cecilia's car to arrive. When it did Ben made a latte, ran down the three flights of stairs. (elevator takes too long) and presented his boss with a hot latte as Cecilia insisted on being greeted every morning with a hot latte even though she was lactose intolerant. At precisely 8:47am Cecilia arrived and Ben ran down to greet her. He spotted Cecilia in the lobby stuffed into her best business suit and looking annoyed. Cecilia was a rather large woman both in height and weight. The term amazonian might come to mind if you can imagine an amazonian trying to wear a pant suit. A layering of fabrics on fabrics that strained to contain the mountainous woman inside buttons usually popping off at any given time. It was amazing she could fit into it with a butt that could only be described as pleasantly plump, with a good bit of jiggle, and cheek by cheek circumference that rivalled globes. Descriptions of sexually gratifying females aside Cecilia was indeed rather attractive and rather annoyed as Ben had not arrived exactly on time (she had been waiting fifteen seconds). “You're late Benjamin.” She said rather contemptuously as Cecilia snatched the cup out of his hand and took a sip. “Also this is too hot.” Another sip. “Follow.” With a heavy sigh Ben followed close behind her as Cecilia took the escalator. A rather unfortunate position for Ben to be in as this made his head directly next to a certain bosses large bottom which suddenly let out a long hisssssss followed by a burning stench. “First fart of the day.” Thought Ben. “Ah well had to happen sooner or later.” The fart travelled with them up the rest of the escalator Ben keeping a wrinkled nose along the way. Along the escalator ride Cecilia was sure to rip a few more back at her employee stuck standing directly in front of her noxious rump. They got into her office a bit later Ben held out the chair for Cecilia went to get comfortable on. Ben wanted to explain to Cecilia the various events scheduled on her itinerary today and possibly the notion of a promotion but Cecilia held up a finger to stop him as she was finishing her latte (which Cecilia had not so subtly mixed whiskey in) which she soon did. BRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPP Went Cecilia with a powerful belch before she tossed the empty cup at her assistant. “Throw that out bring me an egg salad sandwich then explain to me what the hell I have to do today.” Ben was back in 48 seconds with the sandwich and Cecilia's day planner. He droned on about a morning meeting with the staff and the various reports that Cecilia had to sign off on but she wasn't much listening really she was just focusing on eating her sandwich. “..........and the meeting is in about fifteen minutes.” “Make it a lunch meeting instead. Also go get me some lunch. Also.......” Cecilia held out a finger to get Ben to wait as a strained look grew on her face followed by a loud grunt, followed by a loud wet fart. SSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT “Ahhhhhhh that was ripe. You don't mind. Right Benjamin?” Cecilia glared at Ben clearly testing him. “This is your office ma'am and even if it wasn't you're the boss anyone who would mind your.....scent is clearly insubordinate.” Cecilia gave an impressed smile. “Is my laundry done?” “Yes.” Ben answered desperately trying not to plug his nose at the weighty stench that filled the room. “Good then bring it here and wash these.” Almost miraculously Cecilia had taken off her pants and panties (thus freeing the stench it was blocking) and threw them over to Ben who caught the dirty rags of clothing in his hands. Carrying two visibly brown and wet articles of clothing was less than pleasant for Ben to be sure but at least he would just be able to clean them. “Anything...” Ben struggled to finish the sentence as his eyes began to water. Cecilia grinned. “....else ma'am.” “Yes as matter of fact there is. A new position has just become....well I don't wanna say available more.....legal. Anyway this position could go to any number of people in this office so for your sake......” The woman without pants on who just sharted herself paused for dramatic effect. Surprisingly it worked. “I would watch yourself today. Oh and also this.” In an instant the bottomless woman hoped over her desk and turned her back to her employee. Cecilia proceeded to bend over and offer Ben a view of her pucker shit rimmed asshole. With a loud grunt she pushed out loud cheek slapper of a fart that drowned on throughout the room almost endlessly. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP Ben was amazed that this had just happened but his face didn't show it keeping a reserved assistant look even when a smell that was melting the paint of the walls grew around him. The cloud of fart just seemed to build itself into a reeking stinking gas giant with Ben right at the centre. Cecilia looked back and smiled. “Do not move for exactly ninety seconds. Then you may leave.” She walked back to her desk swaying her sexy hips as she did just to taunt Ben. He could've sworn she even tooted along the walk. Still Ben staid reserved looking directly forward as his nostrils flared at the growing stench. Fifteen seconds down. Cecilia watched him with a big smile on her face fanning the air in front of her nose mockingly. Thirty Seconds. It was getting worse Ben could only breath through his mouth now in order to bare it but even then the taste of his bosses gas was present. His eyes began to water it looked like he might pass out. Sixty seconds. “She's just doing this as apart of some sick test.” Ben thought as he grit teeth. “Cecilia will not win!” He thought more as the thick cloud was reaching it's apex. Ninety seconds. Ben could've stopped but didn't. He didn't move a muscle instead looking back at his boss calmly. One Hundred seconds. He didn't even flinch the room was still a gas filled hell but Ben staid determined. One Hundred and Twenty seconds. The whole room had become a make shift dutch oven. Ben spoke clearly and articulately. “Would you like me to do your laundry first, give you some fresh pants, or get your lunch ma'am?” “Fresh pants, lunch, then laundry, actually get me brunch then get me lunch after the laundry is done.” Cecilia stammered still impressed by Ben's feat of strength. Even she wanted to leave the room by now. “That was satisfactory work by the way” She added as Cecilia gave an impressed slow clap and motioned him to leave offering just one final word before a determined Ben could leave her office. “Remember Benjamin, I'll be watching.” It was 9:01am. Ben had 7 hours and 59 minutes of the day left.
PART 2 25% of people under the age 25 with a bachelor degree are unemployed. The average duration for unemployment is three times as low as it was in the year 2000. An employee is five times more likely to be fired than promoted within middle management. Roughly 20% of all unemployed citizens are homeless. It was for these made up reasons and more that Ben (the best damn assistant who ever lived for those who didn't read the first part) was on his hands and knees while his superior Cecilia (a supreme bitch of a boss again for those who didn't read the first part)sat on his back with her ass firmly positioned on his shoulders. Getting a job's a tough thing to do these days getting a promotion is much harder. So if it meant being a seat for your boss even though you could feel the crushing weight of her entire body pressing deep into your back all the while her soiled butt cheeks are soaking into your suit then Ben sure as the shit on his back was going to do it. Cecilia had just gotten a fresh pair of clothes but stopped at her bra and panties (the latter of which she took off) so her quote “backside could rest on Ben's back” she then then got her assistant on his hands and knees and jumped her plump rump onto his back. Hard. His knees buckled and he toppled, squash under the might of his boss's ass. She even got comfortable like he was a seat rubbing her ass around his back further squishing him into the dirt floor. Ben meanwhile just writhed under the elephant butt pain coursing through his flattened body. “Up Ben.” She commanded. He strained his body back up onto his hands and knees the ludicrous weight crushing him all the way up. Ben lifted his head up a bit only to feel the two cheeks from hell on the back of his head. Cecilia was sitting so her ass was facing him. It didn't take a genius to guess what she was going to do. FFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPROOOOOOOTTTTTT The fart blasted onto Ben burning his senses with it's toxic nature. His body groaned for relief as Cecilia's body did likewise letting out another few short gas bubbles. PRRROOOTPP PPPRRRRROOOOPP PRRRRRRRRPPPPRRR The noxious winds kept being blasted at him over and over again. That combined with the weight and it was hopeless. Benjamin's body gave way and fell down with Cecilia's giant ass falling right down with him. Completely crushed under his boss Ben knew he had failed. “I'm not impressed Benjamin. Go back to your desk.” Cecilia said with another butt crush that knocked all the air out of Ben. A bruised Ben groaned his way off the floor and sheepishly crawled out of the door. “And Mr.Halpert.” Ben stopped to look back at Cecilia. “For god's sake take off that suit.” Ben looked at the back of his suit to see two prominent circular sweat stains side by side like he was marked in some weird ass cult. Also a few brown marks here and there....Plus the smell. Ben took off the suit and sulked away to his desk shutting the door behind a jubilant Cecilia basking in her glory. It was one of the greatest failures of Ben's entire career and one he would not dare repeat. A few hours later Ben had delivered Cecilia's lunch (Mexican that he had to go out and get) as she would soon be preparing for the lunch meeting with the rest of the staff. At precisely 12:03pm everyone was gathered and the meeting began. Ben stood behind and to the left of Cecilia as she addressed the crowd. “Now as you all know we were able to outsell our previous numbers from last quarters pre-fifth term. With a gross domestic rate of nearly repeating twelve percent this company has both diversified and elongated our......” Cecilia's address was cut short as a loud stomach gurgle echoed throughout the conference room. Everyone knew it came from Cecilia and everyone knew what was coming next. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTT A thunderously loud fart trumpeted out of Cecilia ass blowing up the back of her suit jacket. No one spoke instead covering their noses to try and avoid the ghastly smell that was quickly blanketing the conference room. Ben had the worst of it standing behind Cecilia quite literally feeling the force of her foul winds attack his senses. That didn't stop him from being a good assistant though. “Go on Ms.Shaw.” Cecilia gave a smile as she went back to it. “Ah thank you Mr.Halpert. So like I was saying...PRAAPPPTT...Like I was saying sales numbers have triple financed our....BRAAAAAAAAFFFPPPPPPPPPPTTTT.......expenditure programs over the last fiscal year .....PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHPRRRFFTTT.....But........FRRAPPTT.....But....PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFTTTT.....But that doesn't BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTT Tony from accounting and Angel from HR started to get up and leave the ass cloud being to strong to bare. A rather embarrassed Cecilia tried to go on talking occasionally bursting gas through her speech. Ben saw the two approaching the door and quickly stepped in front of it. “No one leaves until the meeting has been concluded.” Said Ben as a happy Cecilia glanced to him. The two underlings groaned as did Cecilia who confidently pushed out another bubbly fart. “Now where were we.” She gave an approving nod to Ben before immediately instructing him to sit closer behind her. The meeting continued the entire work staff stuck in Cecilia's own greenhouse of gas Ben stopping everyone dead at the door even when each lungful of the tainted air made him want to puke. Cecilia smiled gleefully all the way through even standing at the front of the door to rip on last long one before her staff could leave. Like Ben before she told them to not move for ninety seconds something Ben strictly enforced even though he was dying living in this bubble of farts Cecilia had created. After the meeting the staff was quick to vacate many running downstairs to get out and have some fresh outside air. Those who didn't passed out a their desks. Ben meanwhile was making his way into Cecilia's office again to strike while she was still impressed with him. He entered to see Cecilia sprawled out on her office's couch. “Yes?” She asked. “Oh sorry to disturb you ma'am I was just wondering if I could do anything for you right now.” Cecilia gave a cock eyed smile loving that Ben was asking if he could help her like a perfect little pathetic employee. “As a matter of fact.” She began. “You can.” Cecilia reached down and pulled off her shoes already a wave of sweat and stink overcame the small office. Then she took off her socks and second far worse wave hit with furious power. Ben's sinuses stung but he refused to show Cecilia his pain. “My feet are aching Benjamin.” She pushed her large moist feet to Ben. “Be a good assistant now.” Swallowing whatever pride still remained (it would all be gone in about four hours) Ben sat at the end of the couch allowing Cecilia to prop her feet up on his lap. She dropped them down hard over his crotch just to taunt him even adding a mocking “Oops.” While Ben groaned in pain. The wet and smelly feet rested on his lap soaking their sweat into Ben's lap meanwhile near visible stink lines radiated up to Ben. “Well.....I'm waiting.” Said an impatient Cecilia who poked Ben's cheek with her big toe for good measure. Growing a neutral expression to hide his discomfort Ben went on to delicately rub and caress his bosses putrid feet. Aside from the odour, the never ending flow of sweat, the awful feeling of the giant feet resting on his lap, the notion that Ben would likely have to do this for hours, and of course the fact all of this humiliation was his own doing, rubbing her feet weren't too bad. His hands got tired easily and for a moment Ben stopped resulting in a quick kick to the face from Cecilia. “You stop when I tell you to stop.” Ben went on for hours his life revolving around his bosses cheesy stinking feet a true testament to their boss employee relationship. A few hours later Cecilia said this to the droned Ben weak and weary from the hours of foot rubbing. “Alright enough of this I have my evening nap scheduled. Put my socks back on and get back to your desk.” Ben complied instantly. She lifted her feet off him adding in a good smack across the face with her socked foot for good measure and let Ben up. The assistant put on her sleeping mask and even wrapped Cecilia up in a blanket. Ben staid there for just a second longer hoping she might offer him something (something akin to the title of this fetish short story) but she didn't so he went for the door. “You did very well today Benjamin.” Cecilia said from behind her mask. “Come see me once everyone has left the office. I have something for you.............until that time though finish these.” Cecilia said pointing to a pile of reports (that she should have filled out) before motioning with her hand for Ben to vacate. An eager Ben did just that.
PART 3 The rest of the day was rather uneventful Ben ducked some calls for Cecilia and did the work she should've completed during the day all while her loud snoring permeated even from behind Cecilia's office door. Really just a bunch of non-femdom related stuff that nobody cares about. For convenience sake we'll skip ahead to 5:17pm where everyone had left and Ben was entering Cecilia's office. “You wanted to see me.” He said very calmly. Cecilia held a finger up as she finished scribbling down something on some paper. Ben stood there awkwardly while she finished. “Benjamin what do you think of my ass?” She calmly asked. An uncertain Ben quickly gave a response so as not to appear weak. “I'm sorry Ms.Shaw?” “What I'm saying Benjamin is are you a 'quote' ass man and do you find the one I have particularly attractive.” Cecilia finished her statement by farting loudly. “Gas and all.” “Well....” Ben hesitate sure that this was a leading question but he gave it his best answer even if he would have to do it in a recently sprung fart cloud. “I find your rear very attractive Ms.Shaw it's pleasantly plump with a good bit of jiggle and cheek by cheek circumference that rivalled globes.” Ben said blatantly plagiarizing the narrator's earlier description. “Furthermore I think for such a strong woman like yourself to be able to walk into a room and proudly *cough* *cough*.....erm fart shows a trueness, a sense of freedom that allows that beautiful booty behind you to be far more real then anything I've ever seen. The gas filling my lungs right now is real from a real woman's behind a perfect behind because it's a behind that doesn't falter or waver in it's design it owns it farts with pride like that gorgeous work of art was made to do.” Best. Damn. Assistant. Ever. There was a long pause. Cecilia contemplated what had just been told to her about her backside. Ben prayed that worked, he of course didn't believe any of it but he still hoped more than anything that it would work........Guess what? It did. “You're a very good ass kisser Benjamin.” Said Cecilia raising and eyebrow. “That will come in handy in your position as executive assistant!” “Your serious I got a promotion! HOLY FUCK! HELL YEAH!” Cecilia gave a scornful gaze at Ben's enthusiasm. He quickly calmed done and donned a more formal manner of speaking. “What exactly does this position entail?” “You would be doing essentially the same thing you do now save for the occasional meeting in my office for some much needed ass kissing. That's literal ass kissing you will be required to kiss my ass and asshole upon request. Also upon request you enter my office whenever I ask to suck up a fart. Which will be all the time I can't imagine wasting a fart when you can just inhale it. You will be required to feed me all my meals. 80% of my work...the actual work you know writing memo's and signing off on things will be done by you usually while you serve as my foot rest. Let me think what else........oh every time I go to the toilet you have to wipe me front and back maybe keeping your head between my strong thighs while I take a dump as well. Laundry will be done with your mouth this time instead of with your hands. You'll have to lick off my sweat upon request. You must thank me for everything I do to you and say you love it no matter how disgusting. At any point in time you must give me a foot massage which I added in the job description because of your performance today, and if need be you will suck up my farts during meetings in order to ensure peak productivity again because of your performance today. I even got this for you to wear during those meetings.” Cecilia reached into her desk to pull out a gas mask with a very long tube coming out of it. “The end of the tube is going to be exactly where you think it's going to be.” Ben was very confused and slightly angry but Cecilia still went on. “Also when everyone leaves at five you have the option of working overtime as a seat cushion/fart receptacle for however long I decide to stay in the office where you will receive time and a half. Also in the future I reserve the right to add more tasks to your job and none of this is negotiable......oh and I'm not joking about any of this at all.” Finished Cecilia with a very serious tone that assured Ben this was all very real. Ben blinked once unsure about what he just heard. “Is.....is this even legal?!” An utterly flabbergasted Ben asked. “Oh very much so yes. I had lawyers and HR look over this extensively. Those pencil pushers sure know how to bend the law.” Cecilia said with a impressed smile while a horrified Ben was still trying to process this absurdity. “So do we have a deal Benjamin?” Cecilia asked handing over a very large stack of papers with the words “EXECUTIVE ASS SLAVE CONTRACT” no doubt very large to house all the various loopholes held within. “Whoops must be a typo.” Cecilia said with a laugh. A thoroughly pissed off Ben took one look at the contract then glared back at his boss. “Absolutely positively not!” Ben yelled having been the first time he ever yelled to a superior. “Let me get something straight I may have swallowed a lot of my pride while working here but I will never ever debase myself to that level!” Ben finished proud of himself. “It pays 115k per year plus benefits including dental.” Ben then signed the contract immediately. As he finished off with his fifteenth and final signature the promotion was complete and a happy Ben firmly shook his boss's hand (as he always did) before heading out the door. “Erm.....Ben. Where is it you think your going?” Questioned a rather confrontational Cecilia. “Does my new position not start tomorrow Ms.Shaw.” Said Ben turning on his faux assistant charm. “It starts as soon as the contract has been signed and that out burst you did just a minute ago was rather unbecoming of a subordinate.” A small trickle of nervous sweat ran down Ben's forehead. “I'm afraid you're going to have to work some of that over time we discussed earlier.” Said Cecilia patting her office chair and slowly removing both her pants and panties. “OH.” Stammered Ben. “Right you are I'll be right there.” Ben walked back toward the chair and placed his head directly on the seat leaving his legs beneath her desk. Her chair was custom made to fit the big behind Cecilia was known for even Ben's head looked small resting on it. “I want to say Ms.Shaw I'm very honoured for you having just considered me for.......” Cecilia sat down on Ben's face before he could finish. “Cushions don't speak.” Informed Cecilia. Ben had forgotten about earlier events but soon remembered them when Cecilia's colossal tush was hurtling toward him rimed with dry shit. He began to question if he had made a good choice then he stopped questioning once Cecilia's butt made a landing on his face. Honestly in that moment Ben didn't do much questioning really just a lot of wheezing and whimpering. Wheezing because of the horrid smell of dry farts and lingering sludge and whimpering because when Cecilia sat on him Ben was certain she dented his face. Cecilia was quick to get comfy squirming around on the squished man. Ben muffled out a scream then regretted it getting a mouthful of ass because of it. To say Cecilia's ass tasted unpleasant would be disrespectful to unpleasant things since Ben's tongue literally felt like it was about to fall off from the shear toxic taste in his mouth. His screams also caused a very uncharacteristic girly giggle from Cecilia who was relishing every moment of her employee's torture. The feeling of his voice reverberating through ass and around her anus sent shivers up her spine. “Never mind speak to your hearts content little cushion. In fact.” Cecilia slightly rose off Ben. “I! EVEN! IMPLORE! THAT! YOU! SPEAK! UP!” Cecilia yelled picking herself up off Ben that violently sitting her titan booty back down on the poor assistant's face with each word. He screamed after each butt crush. Time went by trapped under Cecilia's unwashed ass and things were not getting better. The butt crushing continued created a flood of sweat to build in Cecilia's butt crack. A swampy ass was rubbing onto Ben's tortured face marking him in the aroma of his boss. All this moist sweat drained Ben as it smeared across his face (along with the dry shit from earlier). Despite all this torment Ben still distinctly heard Cecilia grunting and grunted a barely audible curse. FFFFFFFFFFRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTT A soft windy fart blew right into Ben's face. The wretched stench growing worse from the power of just this little fart. He could feel the putrid air linger around his face trapped within the confines of Cecilia's ass just like Ben was. “Suck in the fart seat cushion. Your career demands it.” Cecilia offhandedly commanded as she went about dicking around on her computer. Ben remembering his position opened his mouth and regrettably sucked in the heavy air along with a mouthful of ass sweat. It was truly revolting but not as bad as what would happen next. “Idiot.” SSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF A violently powerful wet fart sprayed speckles of shit all over Ben and it all happened as his mouth was still open. Sick sludge filled his mouth with an horrifying taste while a giggling began rubbing her rear deep into Ben. She pushed her ass down smearing the filth she just unloaded all over him with a wet sloshing sound. She finally stopped but only to unload another fart. “Sniff loudly and clearly” Said Cecilia as she joyfully let loose a panty burner. Ben did as what told and deeply inhaled the rancid burning air trying to exaggerate it for Cecilia even if it was more torture for him. It awful, it was unspeakable, it was the worst thing Cecilia had ever done to him, and it was all his fault. And it still wasn't done. Time went on and Cecilia began transitioning to treating Ben like any other seat cushion. She figured that would be far more humiliating for Ben and cathartic for her. The beaten man kept his face propt up his nose still tickling Cecilia's putrid shithole. A small toot forced itself out which Ben sniffed hard. The stench still killed him. No money could possibly be worth this. At 7:23pm was Cecilia just finishing up her fifth solitaire game of the night now. She eyed the clock and realized she would need to be home soon due to a prior engagement which was reminded to Cecilia by her extremely helpful assistant Ben. The extremely helpful assistant Ben was then relieved to find that Cecilia's sizeable butt was being removed from his face. Getting up off the chair he found that his eyesight and many of his other senses had not yet returned to him (being crushed by two tons of managerial posterior can do that). Once they did return however Ben looked over to Cecilia who in a shocking turn of events was buck naked from the waist down and presenting her hindquarters to him. “Both cheeks and the crack please I don't have all night.” She didn't even bother explaining what Ben was supposed to do because she knew he knew. Solemnly Ben got on his knees, puckered his lips, and leaned in for a smooch. He gave a peck to each cheek tasting the salty sweat that covered each of them then went for the crack. Small ass hairs tickled his lips as he got close and eventually made contact with the stinking crevice. Being the go-getter she was Cecilia took advantage of the position Ben was in and farted a hot airy fart right into his mouth. FFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRTTTTTT “Ninety seconds Benjamin.” He sleepily waited there the heat from the recent fart burning into his body. Thirty seconds. The dry fart was heavy hanging around only getting worse with each passing second. Sixty seconds. Ben felt weak he knew he wouldn't be able to make it past ninety this time. Te gas was so powerful he doubted he would make it to ninety. At ninety seconds Ben past out and fell forward his face falling into Cecilia's ass. She ripped another fart that knocked Ben back to reality and out of her butt. “You have a bright future in this company Benjamin. I look forward to the skills you will bring to this position.” Cecilia said with a playful smack of her buttocks before pulling up her pants and departed. As he was left alone in that fancy office coughing up the rancid farts of his superior all with the reminder that this was his work life now filled Ben with dread. Perhaps Ben the executive assistant had made a crucial career error. He was worried. Then Ben remembered the pay and didn't care anymore. Ben then went home but not before calling his mother to inform her about his promotion. The next day Ben worked over time and did so every work day since then because Ben wasn't just any regular employee or any regular assistant, no. Ben was the best damn EXECUTATIVE assistant there ever was...........who also happened to have to kiss ass or be a human fart cushion on occasion. Which if you think about it is still a lot better than most peoples jobs. |
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