My New Secretary By Intenseman Disclaimer: The story contains adult material not suitable for children under 18. I had a busy week ahead of me. Being the CEO of a biotech company, the one thing I didn't need was for my secretary to quit. She was young, and impulsive and wanted to try new things. She was also a very good secretary. However, I couldn't convince her to stay. Today, the first thing on my agenda was to train my new secretary. Human resources had hired a young woman that they thought had the skills necessary to be my secretary. I heard a knock at my door and I looked at my watch and it was 8:00AM sharp. I liked that. . .she was punctual. I got up from my desk to let her in and was not prepared for what I was about to see. I opened the door and there stood the tallest, largest woman I had ever seen in my life. Her head was a little taller than the top of my doorframe. I immediately suspected that she had on tall heels. I was wrong. She was wearing flats. I asked her to come in and noticed that she had to turn slightly to get through the door because her shoulders were so wide. "Hello. My name is Richard Johnson," I said nervously. "Hi Mr. Johnson. My name is Candy. I am very pleased to meet you. They didn't tell me you were so handsome," she said with a very nice smile. I looked at her face and noticed for the first time how lovely she was. She had extremely light hair. Her eyes were beautiful and very blue. She had nice high cheekbones and sexy lips that had just the right shade of lipstick. Her jawline was strong and matched the way her body looked. She had on a business suit that hid a complete overview of her body from head to toe. The only thing I could really tell was that she was very tall and very big. She did not look fat at all. . .in fact she looked very womanly. I am sure I was staring when she broke the silence. "They didn't tell you, did they?" she asked. "I am sorry Candy. Tell me what?" I responded. "About me. About how tall I am and how large I am. It happens a lot. If I am too much of a distraction I will understand," she said looking somewhat sad. "I am sorry Candy. They did not tell me about you size but that really doesn't matter to me. You have a very friendly face and as long as your skills are there I think you will work out fine," I said. Her eyes brightened and she grabbed me and gave me a nice hug. It was at this point I got my first hint of what was under her business suit. I could tell from my face being in her breasts that she had extremely firm, large breasts. Everything else was very hard to the touch. I was amazed. I am an active 44 year old but her warm body engulfed mine and I felt small for the first time in my life. I also had a secret that no one else had ever known. I had always harbored a fantasy of meeting an amazon woman would could overpower me and make me feel the way I did at this very moment. I began to panick because my male member begun to react to her touch. I tried to pull away but I could not budge. She held me for several seconds and I was just hoping that she didn't see my hard-on. She finally let go and the first thing she did was looked down at my crotch. Again her eyes brightened and she look me in my eyes and smiled. I blushed. "You are so cute. Don't be embarrassed. Men usually respond the opposite way to me. I am flattered that you find me attractive. As I said. I find you very attractive," she said. I cleared my voice and said, "Candy, please have a seat." I pulled over a chair for her to sit down. She sat down and even sitting she was my height. I am 5'10". Its as if she could read my mind and she said, "I am 6'10" in my bare feet." "I am sorry. Its just that I have never met a woman as tall as you are. In fact, I don't know any men who are as tall as you are." I said. "Thats alright Mr. Johnson. I really understand," she said with a nice smile. I moved around to my desk and again I began to panick. On my desk was the most recent copy of Woman Physique World. I looked at the magazine and quickly tried to remove it from my desk before she could see it. I put my hand on the magazine but the next thing I knew her massive hand was on top of mine. "Richard. . .may I call you Richard?" she asked. I nodded. "There is no need for you to be embarrassed. This magazine just reinforces what I already know. That you are going to be extremely attracted to me," she said very confidently. "Candy. I am very sorry about this. I do find you very attractive, but. . ." I said. She stood up and began to remove her jacked. As the jacket came off, my jaw hit the ground. She was wearing a thin lacy top with spagetti straps. Her neck was the size of my thigh. I followed her neck down to her shoulders. They were two huge caps of muscles with veins running throughout them. Her biceps were also bigger than my thighs as was her forearms. Her breast stood straight out and her nipples looked like that might rip the thin blouse she had on. "But my dear Richard, I am you ultimate fantasy aren't I?" she asked. Again I nodded as though I were in a trance. "In your wildest dream you never imagined meeting a 6'10" 425lb amazon woman with 22" neck, 32" biceps and 72FFF chest did you?" she said sexily. "My gosh. You are incredible. Are you as strong as you look?" I managed to squeek out. She grabbed my solid oversized oak desk and tilted it on its side and began to lift it. "I imagine you had at least four of your men move this desk in here for you didn't you darling?" she asked. Again I nodded. "I am guessing that it weighs about 600lbs. Did you ever think you would meet a woman would could lift your heavy desk over her head as though it was a pencil? Oh. . .you look so cute when you are aroused," she said in a very sexy voice. I blushed and looked down and when I looked up she was standing over me. She put her hands under my armpits and slowly lifted me out of my chair. I looked down and my feet were dangling a foot off the floor. She kissed me hard and deep while holding me off the ground. "You know what Dick? I don't want this job after all. I don't think it would be appropriate for me to be working for the man I intend to be my lover. . .do you?"