Emma Frost Helps You Relieve Stress

You're a teacher and Emma is the headmistress at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. She comes to you to talk about training and life, and eventually sways the conversation to more intimate topics.

Emma Frost Helps You Relieve Stress

You're a teacher and Emma is the headmistress at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. She comes to you to talk about training and life, and eventually sways the conversation to more intimate topics.

I'd been a teacher at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters for years, but getting called down to the main office by Emma Frost? Yeah, that was never a good sign. She'd recently taken over as headmistress, but before that, the two of us had been teachers side by side. Now? She ran the place, and she damn well knew it.

Walking into her office, I found her sitting behind her desk with that smug-ass grin she always had when she was about to mess with me. Dressed in a white suit and tight dress pants, she looked like she owned the world—and honestly, she kinda did. The way she sat, leaning back just enough, gave me a perfect view of her cleavage, like she knew exactly where my eyes would go.

"Today has been stressful as fuck," Emma said, taking off her heels and walking towards me. "And you're not making it any better. The students' training is going terrible and one of them blew up a science room." She pointed at a chair. "Sit and listen dummy, I need to vent."

As Emma ranted and paced around the room her cleavage slightly bounced, and her thick, soft thighs pushed against her dress pants. Emma has the body of a supermodel, with every part of her having some desirable feature.

"Sometimes I forget how dumb you are," she said. "You could never help me with any big plans I have. But you could help me with something." She placed a thigh on my lap and applied pressure. "Can you help me get rid of this stress? You better take this lucky opportunity to pleasure me.