Toejac - His Secretary Crushes Him Unaware
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Toejac's Secretary Crushes Him Unaware
The office was bustling with activity as the secretary, Emily, made her way through the sea of cubicles. She was dressed in a crisp white blouse tucked neatly into a black pencil skirt that hugged her curvy figure just right. Her high heels clicked against the linoleum floor as she walked briskly towards her boss's office.
Emily paused outside the door, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly. "Come in," a voice boomed from within. She pushed the door open and stepped inside, her cheeks flushing slightly at the sight before her.
Toejac was sitting behind his massive desk, his eyes fixed on the computer screen in front of him. He was dressed in a tailored suit that couldn't hide his immense size; he was easily twice the size of a normal human being. Emily swallowed hard as she approached the desk, her heart hammering against her ribcage.
"Good morning, sir," she said, trying to keep her voice from shaking. "I have your schedule for today." She placed a small notebook on the desk, hoping he wouldn't notice her trembling hands.
Toejac looked up from his computer screen, his eyes widening slightly when he saw Emily standing before him. She was normally petite and timid, but today she seemed nervous and flustered. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about what could be going on in her mind.
"Thank you, Emily," he said, his voice booming across the room. "You may go back to your desk now." He turned his attention back to the computer screen, dismissing her with a wave of his hand.
Emily hesitated for a moment before turning around and walking back to her desk. As she sat down, she let out a shaky breath and leaned back in her chair. She couldn't help but feel an overwhelming attraction towards Toejac. His size, his power, it was intoxicating.
As the day wore on, Emily found herself watching Toejac from the corner of her eye. Each time he moved, her heart skipped a beat. She wondered what it would be like to be close to him, to feel his immense strength surround her.
Late in the afternoon, Toejac called Emily into his office again. This time, however, he didn't dismiss her so quickly. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and fixed his gaze on her. Emily felt her body tense up as she met his eyes.
"Emily," he said slowly, "I have noticed that you've been acting a little strange today. Is everything alright?" His voice was deep and resonant, filling the room with its power.
Emily swallowed hard before answering. "I-I'm fine, sir," she stammered. "I just... I'm sorry."
Toejac studied her for a moment longer before leaning forward in his chair. "No need to apologize," he said quietly. "In fact, I have an idea of how we can make sure both of us are satisfied."
Emily felt a shiver run down her spine as she heard those words. She couldn't believe what was about to happen. Toejac stood up from his chair, towering over her. He reached out and took her hand in his, pulling her closer to him.
"Stand up," he commanded softly. Emily rose shakily to her feet, her heart pounding in her chest. Toejac wrapped one of his massive hands around her waist, pulling her body tight against his. He lowered his head slowly, until his mouth was inches from hers.
"What's the matter, Emily?" he whispered. "Afraid of what I might do to you?" His lips brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
Emily closed her eyes as she felt Toejac's hand slide up her skirt. She gasped softly as his fingers brushed against her drenched panties. He lifted her up off the ground with ease, his massive hand cradling her like a doll.
"Do you want this, Emily?" he asked, his voice deep and resonant. Emily opened her eyes and looked up at him, her heart racing. She nodded silently, unable to speak.
Toejac smiled slowly, his eyes glinting with excitement. He lowered his mouth towards hers, his lips brushing against hers softly. Emily closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she felt his tongue trace the seam of her lips. She opened her mouth, welcoming his tongue inside.
He kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing around hers in a sensual rhythm. Emily wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she didn't want it to stop.
As their kiss deepened, Emily felt Toejac's other hand slide under her blouse, caressing her bare skin. He groaned softly against her lips, his tongue moving more urgently now. Emily broke the kiss, gasping for air.
"Take off your clothes," he commanded, his voice low and throaty. Emily hesitated for a moment before beginning to unbutton her blouse. She slipped it off her shoulders, revealing her lace-covered breasts.
Toejac groaned again, his hand moving to cup one of her breasts. Emily arched her back, allowing him to massage her nipple with his thumb. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.
Without breaking the intense gaze they shared, Emily slipped her skirt off and kicked it aside. She was now standing before him in just her panties and heels. Toejac's eyes travelled up and down her body, taking in every inch of her.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice shaking with emotion. Emily bit her lip, nervous but also incredibly turned on.
