Ariel Black - Farting On My Boss

Imagine yourself stuck in a dead-end job, working for a boss who is nothing short of an asshole. Every day, you come to work dreading your interactions with him, wondering how much longer you can last. But then, one day, something extraordinary happens. You and another coworker decide to take matters into your own hands - quite literally - and indulge in a little bit of naughty fun at your boss's expense.

Picture this: You and your coworker sit across from each other in a conference room, waiting for your boss to arrive for his daily "update" meeting. The tension is thick as you both try to stifle giggles and nervous laughter. Finally, the door opens and in strides Mr. Asshole himself. He's oblivious to the mischievous glint in your eyes as he sets his briefcase down on the table and takes his seat.

As the meeting begins, you can't help but notice the subtle shifts in his demeanor. He's becoming more and more irritated by your presence, his gaze darting between the two of you. You know that this is your chance - a moment of vulnerability that you simply cannot miss. And so, without another word, you lean forward, letting out a long, low fart that reverberates through the room.

You watch in satisfaction as your boss's eyes widen in shock. He stutters out a question about the status of a particular project, but all you can do is grin and shake your head. "Sorry, what was that?" He asks, clearly rattled. And that's when you decide to take things to the next level. With a sly grin, you reach across the table and pull down his zipper, revealing his shocked expression as he realizes what you're about to do.

You two share a look of shared mischief as you watch him squirm in his seat. And so, you proceed to take turns farting on him, your hot ass cheeks pressed up against each other in fits of giggles. Before you know it, your boss is covered in a fine layer of fart-filled air, his face red and puffy from the stench. But that's not all - you decide to push things even further.

Leaning forward, you reach your hand out to him, palm up. In one swift move, he places his hand on top of yours, unsuspecting of what is about to happen. And then, with a devious grin, you pull his hand towards you, letting a thick, hot streak of ass-gassing shit coat his palm. His eyes go wide as saucers as he pulls his hand away, staring at the smear of feces on his skin.

For a moment, there's dead silence in the room. You can tell that your boss is at a loss for words, his mind reeling from the unexpected turn of events. And then, unable to contain his rage, he stands up, his face red and contorted with anger. "What the fuck is wrong with you two?!" He spits out, his voice shaking with emotion. Before he can say anything else, you both stand up, grinning ear to ear, and give him a final salute before walking out of the room together, leaving him speechless and covered in ass-gassing filth.