Her Lucky Day!
“ You done with those papers I ask for?”, yelled Ron to his twenty five year old secretary.
Standing before his desk, dressed in a dark-blue skirt suit, stockings, and her black stiletto pumps, Beth replied, “ I’m sorry sir..., but I was busy with something else...that other thing you had me work on, remember?”
His face slightly twisted with both anger and confusion, the boss inquired in a rude tone of voice, “ What thing?”
“ That report to your investors...the summary statement...you know, it’s got a lot to it...all the month’s activities.”
“ Well..., ah..., ok, but try to get those other papers ready as well.”
“ Yes sir.”, replied super sexy, dark-haired Beth as she turned around and left his office, closing the door after her.
Inside her smaller work area, next to his plush office, Beth placed her spectacular butt down into her seat and mumbled to herself, “ Asshole..., fucken jerk, why doesn’t he drop dead or something.”
Nevertheless, despite her frustration, good looking Beth went to work, her ass parked behind the PC, her fingers hacking away at the keyboard.
A few hours went by and she was still working when she glanced at her watch, seeing two thirty in the afternoon.
“ Hmm...”, remarked the secretary to her own ears, “ It’s already after two and the jerk didn’t ask for his coffee...that’s odd...it’s practically a ritual with him..., his afternoon brew.”
Her perfect rear raised from the seat now, the attractive long and fluffy haired brunette strolled up to the door separating her work are from his office and knocked. To her surprise, she heard nothing, nothing at all. Again, she wrapped on the wooden panel, and again, nothing, not a sound from the otherside. Curiosity getting the better of her, also afraid the middle aged guy may have passed out for some reason or another, Beth reached for the knob, opened the door, and finally stepped inside.
Looking around, Beth was immedialtey struck by his apparent absence, no Ron, her boss seemed to be gone.
“ Where the hell is he? He couldn’ve crawled out the window, we’re way up on the twentieth floor...so where could he be?”
Her eyes moving around, checking out the office, Beth saw no one, no evidence of wrong doing or anything. However, as she stood still in the silence, the woman realized something, causing Beth to say to herself, “ Why’s the air-conditioning off...it was on when I was in here a couple of hours ago...why’d he turn it off...he likes it on...it’s the summer?”
A little confused, sexy good looking Beth strolled over to the window containing the AC and looked at the contraption. Reaching forward, she tried to turn it on. Nevertheless, it didn’t work, nothing happened, no gush of air. Just standing there, Beth was about to turn around and leave when she thought she heard something. Listening closely, the sound came again. With some strain to her ears, she eventually made out, “ Beth..., please, down here...help!”
In utter amazement, Beth looked down and saw her boss, the guy standing there next to her feet, looking up to her, no higher than two inches! Surprise still on her pretty face, the lady squatted and stared away, gazing down at the little man, his appearance reminding her of some childhood fantasy tale. At last, she asked, “ Ron..., what the hell happened to you?”
“ I’m not sure..., I got up to adjust the air-conditioner..., all of a sudden I got a shock from the thing, then it went dead, after that..., well, I just shrank...my clothes and all!”
For a brief moment, she looked up at the thing, then back down at him again, saying, “ Well.., it’s obviously burned out now..., but how the heck could such a device do that...I mean, people’ve been shocked before by things like that, but they didn’t shrink.”
“ I don’t know...can you call someone for help?”
Slowly, Beth stood straight again. As her figure went into the ascent, Ron backed off a few steps, fear and awe in his eyes, her stature appearing like that of a giant. In front of his desk now, Beth was about to pick up the phone and dial 911, but she hesitated, turned back around, and looked down at Ron.
“ What...what’s wrong...call for help!”, demanded the little man.
As he yelled up at her, Beth felt disgust go through her system, her brain replaying the entire last two years that she worked for him, the guy always scolding her for this and that, acting like a real jerk.
“ Beth...call for help, pick up that fucken phone and call for help!”
Biting her upper lip, Beth strolled back to him and just stared down at the man.
“ Why are you looking at me like that?”, asked her tiny boss, gazing up along her legs.
“ You know something...?”, said the lady.
“ What?”
“ You’re an asshole...a fucken jerk.”
“ Beth...get over there and call!”, screamed the two inch high creature, thinking he could intimidate her.
Suddenly, she burst forth with laughter, “ Ha..., what are you trying to do, scare me or something!”
“ Beth..., I need your help.”
“ You’ve been a fucken pain in my ass for as long as I worked for you...why don’t you go to hell!”
“ What...I can’t believe you’re saying this!”
“ Kiss my shoes...”
“ What?”
“ You heard me...kiss my shoes.”
“ Beth..., c’mon!”
With a calm and sadistic demur, the foxy brunette raised her right high heeled black shoe, allowing it to hover a few inches above his tiny vulnerable head.
“ Beth..., please!”
“ Are you gonna do as I say...or do I have to crush you?”
Seeing her shoe sole above him, its terrifying image just hanging there in mid air, the guy caved in, saying, “ Ok, ok..., but please get help afterward!”
When she placed her foot back to the floor, only inches from his frame, helpless little Ron ventured forth and pressed his lips against the black leather of her left shoe’s toe, kissing away at it, humiliating himself.
“ Yea..., you’re doing a great job...keep it up...kiss up to me..., yep..., now I’m the boss...you do as I say..., creep.”
For the next ten to fifteen minutes, Ron worshipped her pump, starting at the toe and working himself around to the leather thing’s edge. Finally, he made it to the stiletto spike, when he heard, “ Hug it, embrace it..., kiss it!”
“ Yes Beth.”, replied the guy, placing his tiny arms around the huge looking thing, pressing himself to it, acting as if he loved it more than anything in the whole world.
“ Ha, ha..., ain’t that great...this is just fucken great!”, exclaimed the vengeful secretary, standing there with her weight shifted and her left hand on her hip.
When she had enough, Beth asked, “ How much do you got in your bank account?”
“ You mean the checking account?”
“ Yea.”
“ Ah..., about a hundred and fifty thousand...it’s a revolving account.”
“ Where’s your check book?”
“ It’s here in the room, in my jacket pocket hanging over the back of the chair behind my desk.”
Stepping over him, Beth strolled over and removed the thing. A pen in her hand now, the sexy lady wrote out a check to herself in the amount of one hundred and twenty thousand dollars. When she returned to the little man, the brunette squatted and gave him the pen, saying, “ Here...sign your fucken name.”
“ What are you gonna do?”
“ What the fuck does it look like, asshole..., now sign your fucken name, do it!”
Terrified by the giant looking lady, Ron struggled with the pen, finally placing his signature on the check. Content, the woman grabbed it and stuffed it into her suit jacket’s breast pocket.
Assertively, she ordered, “ Take off all your clothes!”
“ What?”
“ You heard...take it all off.”
“ Beth..., please, get me help!”
“ Guess I just have to step on you!”
“ Ok, ok!”
Quickly, Ron stripped himself. Grabbing the little guy together with his loose attire, Beth stood up and strolled over and into the office lavatory, tossing his clothes into the open toilet bowl. Afterward, she turned around, lowered her skirt and panties, and finally sat her naked ass down on the seat. Still in her hand, helpless Ron heard her shit strike the water below together with her piss as the yellow stuff gushed from her cunt!
Through with her business, Beth got off the seat and knelt in front of it, her nice ass facing the bowl. Slowly, she turned her head back and placed little Ron upon the black circular shaped seat. Reaching for a few pieces of bathroom tissue with her other hand, she gave the soft stuff to the man and said flatly, “ Wipe my ass...do it!”
“ Beth?”
“ Do it or else!”
With no choice in the matter, the guy complied, using all his might to clean her tight asshole which she pressed up against the toilet’s edge, her legs slightly apart, keeping her ass crack open.
The humiliating job done, Ron disposed of the soiled paper and watched as Beth got back to her feet, not bothering to raise her skirt and panties.
Gazing down at him, she calmly said, “ Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t push you over the edge and flush you down with my shit.”
“ Beth..., please!”
“ I said I want a reason.”
“ Ah, I, I don’t know...!”, stuttered Ron, his brain all flustered with fear.
“ Guess it’s time to take a swim.”
“ No, no..., I’ll do whatever you say!”
“ Really?”, asked Beth in a sarcastic tone.
“ Yes, yes..., just please don’t kill me, please!”
“ In that case...jack off for me...play with your dick.”
Reaching for his organ, the helpless male started playing with himself. Nevertheless, despite his efforts, he couldn’t even get an erection, too nervous to think of sex or anything erotic.
“ I don’t see any progress.”, remarked the dominating lady.
“ I can’t...I’m too scared!”
“ You mean the sight of my pussy doesn’t do anything for you?”
“ I can’t, please!”
“ You insult me...I’m hurt..., you fucken bastard, ain’t I good enough for you?”
Turning back around, Beth slowly lowered her butt to the seat again. In a hurry, the tiny man ran to the rear, going as fast as he could. When her firm ass finally parked itself, poor Ron had only an inch of space between her overwhelming butt and the seat’s edge.
Her head rotated, she grinned down at him and ordered, “ Kiss my ass..., asshole!”
Like a bug, a very low creature, Ron stepped forward, pressed his lips against her smooth posterior, and kissed, going on and on until she told him to stop five minutes later.
Getting up again, Beth raised her attire, turned around, folded her arms, and just stared away at him for a short while. A moment later, she looked over to the side, seeing an aerosol spray can on the floor next to the toilet. An evil grin on her face, Beth bent over, took the thing up, and then squatted before the open bowl, the water inside still saturated with her piss and shit.
The can in her right hand, she aimed the nozzle directly at him, her index finger on the button, saying, “ Let’s pretend this Lysol cleaning stuff is bug spray...bug spray for a bug..., and that’s definitely what you are, jerk.”
“ No, Beth..., please!”
“ Then run, in a second I’m gonna press down on the nozzle.”
Terrified, he ran from the back of the seat to the front. As he moved, she pressed the button, sending out a gush of the strong solution. When it struck his back, it burned slightly as he continued to run.
“ That’s it..., run around the toilet seat...pretend its a runner’s track...like those things they got at most highschools..., ha, ha!”
Again, she pressed the button, again causing the stuff to come out. Not knowing what else to do, he simply ran and ran until he made a complete lap around the seat’s circumference.
Laughing, she watched him move, saying, “ Oh..., be careful...you’re back at the same place again, kind of slippery there, that spray’s making the seat pretty slick...wouldn’t you say?”
When his tiny feet hit the wet seat, he lost his balance and fell.
“ Ha, ha..., hey, wow..., look at that, you’re sliding now on your belly..., oh no, no..., right over the edge!”
Splash! Helpless Ron struck the yellow water and went under for a moment, emerging back to the surface right next to a piece of shit!
“ Beth..., please, get me out!”
After she replaced the can, Beth reached for some additional toilet paper and wiped the seat clean of the spray. As she dropped the charman down at him, she replied, “ Too bad..., mother fucker...time to die!”
“ No, Beth, please..., please!”
“ Die, asshole...go to hell and stay there!”
“ Beth, no, please...I don’t wanna die!”, whimpered Ron, bumping now and then in some of her smelly crap.
As she stood up, the lady said, “ Fuck you!”, while she reached for the lever and finally depressed it, sealing his doom.
The guy’s tiny body going around and around, he let out a last, “ No...!”, until the water’s force sucked him down into the pipe, lost forever!
Upon leaving the lavatory, Beth gazed at the silent air-conditioner for a moment and mumbled to herself, “ I wonder how the hell that happened, must’ve been something so unique...that it’s a one in a million or even billion chance.” Speaking on to her own ears, the woman finally said, “ Oh well..., who the fuck cares..., the important thing is..., I’ve got some money now...just gotta disappear and start over elsewhere.”
With no more time wasted, attractive Beth strolled to her work area, grabbed her purse, went down to her car, drove to the nearest bank, cashed the check, stuffed the money in her purse, and drove home. In her apartment, she packed a suitcase, filling it with only some essentials. Afterward, the lady carried it to her car, threw it in the trunk, placed her ass behind the wheel, and took off, headed for a new life somewhere else, starting all over again, even changing her name.
The End