The old man's bulge was a daily distraction for the skinny secretary. Today, she couldn't bear it any longer. As he sat at his desk, she sauntered over, her heart pounding in her chest. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear, and whispered, 'I can see your 8 inches, boss. I want to feel them.' His eyes widened, but his bulge grew, betraying his desire. She reached out, her fingers tracing the outline, eager to release the beast she knew was hiding beneath.