The Scretary

Brooke is a 25 year old fit lady who has recently started a new job as a secretary at a small Accounting firm. Her boss is Todd, he is also the owner of the business and only recently opened up his small office as the work load out grew his home office. Todd is 28, relatively young to have his own business but has been fortunate enough to build a good clientele base to give his business the much needed kick start. 

The work industry has been very quite in the area which has made getting work for Brooke difficult. Although she doesn’t have many qualifications, she has worked a few temporary secretary positions and she is studying part time in business administration to try and further her career options in the future. 

Over the first few weeks Todd and Brooke get along great. Todd is very happy with her skills and knowledge and now this gives him more time to focus on the day to day accounting work he has to do. Brooke looks after the appointments, answering phone calls, filling and submitting all documents to the tax department as required. 

Now 5 weeks after Brooke had started her job and all is going well in the office. On this particular Tuesday morning she takes her dog for a walk before she has to start work at 9am. She has a large dog, an Alsatian, who is full of energy all the time. On her walk this morning just as they round the corner of her street whilst on the return journey, her dog spots a nearby bird on the footpath. He lunges after the bird pulling Brooke sideways. As she is dragged sides ways her right foot catches the edge of the path and she rolls her right ankle before collapsing onto her knees onto the grass.

“Oh shit my ankle”, she curses as she kneels there holding her right foot with her hand. She composes her self for a moment before slowly pulling her self up into a standing position again. She gingerly tests her ankle out, moving it slowly and then takes a small step. She limps moderately as the pain radiates from her ankle. She pulls her dog into line and then continues to limp home. When she arrives home she heads straight for the bathroom to get ready for work. She slips of her sneakers and then slowly removes her right sock. Her feet are size 7 and slim but not boney. She has regular pedicures to ensure her soles are soft and her toes are painted nicely. She inspects her right ankle, and notices a small golf ball sized lump starting to show on her outer right ankle. She gently presses around her outer ankle, grimacing when touching the areas just forward and below the outer ankle bone. She looks at the clock and sees that she needs to get ready for work, so she limps around getting organized for work. 

Today she wears some long black slacks and ballerina flats with a nice conservative top. Her daily work attire alternates from this style to business style skirts and also heels occasionally. Her drive to work proves to be a bit more painful than she originally thought it would be. Having a manual vehicle her right foot pressing on the brake and accelerator starts to increase the pain she is feeling in her ankle. Once she arrives at work she goes about opening up the office and turning all the lights and computers on. Todd doesn’t arrive until 930 which gives Brooke enough time to get the office all ready for the morning. She walks to the news agency 4 shops down to grab the local paper for the waiting room and then heads back to the office. As she limps back to the office her ankle starts to ache more, and her limp starts to increase. She places the paper on the waiting room table and then takes a seat behind her desk in the front of the office.  She leans over to have a look at her ankle, which is now starting to throb even more. Her pant leg is loose and long enough that it drapes all the way down to the floor over her ankle and half her foot. She slides her pant leg up just enough to expose her whole ankle. 

“Oh god, its swollen a lot more” she exclaims as she looks her outer ankle over. What was a small golf ball sized lump has now doubled in size looking more like tennis ball. She hears the door open and quickly drops her pant leg and looks up to see Todd walking in.

She greets him with a smile, “Morning Todd”

“Morning Brooke, how’s everything this morning?”

“Good thanks Todd, everything is ready to go and your first appointment should be hear at 10 am.”

“Ok great well I’m going to fix myself a coffee, can I interest you in one?”

“Oh yes please, Thanks.”

Todd returns a few minutes later from the kitchen with two coffees. They engage in some general chat while Todd reads over the daily paper. Brooke’s ankle continues to throb, while she remains seated at her desk. Not wanting to say anything, as she doesn’t have any sick leave and can’t afford to loose this job, she decides that she will just manage it herself. Todd’s first appointment enters through the door, and they both head straight into Todd’s office. 

As the day goes on Todd notices something. Out of his door he sees Brooke limping as she walks around doing some filling. At first he thinks that’s a bit odd, she seemed fine earlier. Then he sees her limp past the door again. He starts to get slightly aroused. He has a fetish for sprains but has never had the chance to play on his fetish. Keeping it a secret most his life, fulfilling himself occasionally with a quick internet search for some pictures. 

He decides to test the waters a little more. 

“Brooke, could you please bring me the file for my next appointment?”

A few seconds later Brooke appears in his doorway, as she moves slowly towards him she tries her best to mask her limp. 

“Here you go”

“Thanks”

She turns and starts to head out of the office. Todd watches and see’s that she is definitely limping on her right side. 

“Are you ok Brooke?” he asks just as she reaches the door way. 

She stops and turns around, “ Yes I’m fine thanks, why is that?” concerned that he may have picked up that she was limping. 

“Oh nothing just making sure my employee is fine that all,” as he smiles at her. 

She continues back to her desk and takes a seat grimacing as she slides her right foot forward and rests it flat on the floor under her desk. Todd’s brain goes into overdrive wondering what might be wrong. Is it her knee, ankle, toe or something else. Could she have a sprained ankle!

Brooke also gets thinking, “I hope he hasn’t noticed my limp, I can’t loose this job or have time off.”

 Todd’s next appointment enters the office which distracts him temporarily.

After the appointment finishes it’s around 130pm and he is feeling quite hungry. He calls out to Brooke.

She pokes her head around the corner of his door.

“Yes Todd!”

“Would you mine shooting down to the deli and grabbing me a sandwich while I finish up from my last appointment.”
Brooke smiles, “Sure can, just the usual”

“Yes thanks, and grab yourself one if you want it’s on me.”

“Thanks, ill be back shortly”

Brooke not wanting to say no and reveal her injury, she grabs some petty cash and slowly makes her way out of the office. 

Todd springs out of his seat as Brooke leaves the office and peaks out the front window watching her make her way to the deli. Once away from the shop front her limp changes to a moderate to heavy limp. He watches closely as she makes her way around to the deli and then while she stands there waiting for the order to be made. She holds her right foot up just behind her resting it gently down on her toes. Todd watches at the window for several minutes as Brooke waits patiently. Then she heads back into the deli and starts her journey back to the office. Her limp getting slightly worse the further she walks. Brooke glances up at the office as she gets closer, Todd jumps back from the window and returns to his desk. Brooke see’s a glimpse of what she thought was someone in the window but doesn’t think much of it. 

Todd waits in his office as the door opens and Brooke walks back in now trying to hide her limp again. She walks the sandwich into Todd’s office and places it on his desk. 

“Thanks for that, Brooke. I’m starving.”

“No problem”, she replies then turns and heads back to her desk. 

Brooke sits down at her desk and places her sandwich down. With both hands she grabs around her right thigh and lifts her leg up slowly so that she can position her right foot in a more comfortable position. Her ankle throbbing from the walking she had just done, she sits there with her head slumped into her hands at her desk. Todd finishes up his sandwich and gets up to head out to return the file to Brooke. As he exists his office door, she quickly pops her head up out of her hands as if nothing is wrong. Todd decides that he can’t wait any longer and wants to find out what’s wrong with her. 

As he rounds her desk, he sees the sandwich untouched. 

“Not hungry Brooke? Are you ok, is something wrong?”

Brooke tries to keep a straight face and smile, “I’m fine, just waiting a few minutes before eating.”

“Are you sure Brooke, I saw you limping this morning. You can tell me if something is wrong.”

Her smile turns to a bit of a frown, as she realizes she has to tell him. 

“Well this morning when I was walking my dog I rolled my ankle, that’s why I have been limping. I didn’t want to have anytime off because I don’t have any sick leave and can’t afford to lose this job”

“Oh honey that’s terrible, you job is safe you should have just rang me.”

Todd’s inner excitement grows knowing that there is a gorgeous young lady in his office with a rolled ankle. 

Todd drags a chair over from the waiting room and positions it close to Brooke. 

“Put your foot up and let me have a look for you at least”

Brooke agrees, and positions her hands under her right thigh and gently lifts her foot off the ground. She rotates around in her office chair and then gently straightens her leg resting her foot on the chair that Todd had provided. She then leans forward and slowly works her pants leg up her leg exposing her ankle and foot wearing her ballerina flat. 

Todd looks down at her ankle and his eyes light up. The outer side of her right ankle is swollen to the size of a half tennis ball. 

“Oh Brooke, that’s very swollen.”

Brooke takes a look for herself and can see that the swelling has increased more through out the day.

“It’s more swollen now than it was this morning, at first there wasn’t much swelling just a little lump.”

Todd goes straight to the kitchen and retrieves an ice pack from the freezer and an ace bandage from the first aid kit. 

He returns and then places them down on the desk. 

“let’s get that shoe off Brooke and some ice on that ankle.”

“Ok, can you remove the shoe for me?”

“Of course”, Todd replies. 

He leans down and very gently and slowly slips her ballerina flat off her foot. The shoe comes off easily, and when removed her perfect size 7 foot is revealed. He then places the ice pack down on her ankle wrapping it around so that it covers both the inner and outer ankle. 

Not wanting to give away his secret, Todd decides to take the concerned boss route. “Did you want me to take you to the hospital and get it checked out”, he asks Brooke with a concerned face.

“Oh no it’s fine, thanks, and besides I don’t have insurance.”

“I’ll pay for it if you want Brooke!” he offers still masking his emotions and enjoyment with concern.

“Well at least let me take you home so that you can rest that ankle”

“Thanks for the concern Todd but I’m ok at the moment”

Just as Brooke finishes her sentence Todd’s next appointment walks through the door. Todd guides the man into his office and then closes the door behind him. The whole time through the appointment Todd’s mind is wondering. Unable to believe what had unfolded in his office, and how beautiful Brooke’s sprained ankle looked and her gorgeous foot. He tries his best to stay focused but finds his mind wondering now and then. After about 1 hr the man leaves. 

Todd fetches another ice pack from the freezer and heads out to the front of the office. Brooke is sitting there eating her sandwich whilst working on the computer her right foot is still propped up on the chair.

“How is it feeling?”

Brooke finishes her mouthful and swallows, “its feeling better.”

Todd leans over her foot and removes the old ice pack and then places the new one on her ankle. He returns the warm ice pack to the freezer and then heads back out front. 

“Is that my last appointment for today?”

Brooke clicks at he computer screen, “yes that’s it for today.”

“Ok great, are you ok here for a few minutes by yourself I’m just going to duck off for a few minutes?”

“Yeah ill fine”

Not really sure where he was going she didn’t really think twice about it all. 

Todd heads out the door and walks off down the road. 

About 15 minutes later Todd walks back in the front door. Brooke looks up to see who it is and notices it’s Todd and he has some things in his hands. 

“I got some stuff to help you with your ankle”, Todd comments.

“Oh Todd that’s so sweet but you really didn’t have to do that.”

“Non sense, if you won’t let me take you to the hospital then the least I can do is try help you.” Still playing the concerned boss act to cover his inner emotions. 

“So I got you some crutches, another 3” bandage and an air cast stirrup.”

He rests the forearm crutches against the counter and then places the bandage and air cast down. 

“Lets get that ankle bandaged up and then we can put that brace on which will give it lots of support while it heals.”

Brooke agrees to the help, but can’t help to think that he sure seems to know lots about how to treat a sprained ankle. 

Todd gently lifts her foot off the chair and then sits down resting her leg on his knee so that her foot is hanging off the end. He grabs the 3” wrap and removes it from the packaging. He starts to wrap her ankle slowly and gently, being very meticulous to ensure there are no wrinkles in the bandage. He leaves her toes and heel exposed. He then removes the air cast from the box and loosens the Velcro straps. He positions the air cast under her heel and then the two halves against the inner and outer ankle. Finally he runs the Velcro straps around the back of her lower leg and then attaches the Velcro onto the front to secure the air cast in place. 

“How does that feel?” he asks.

“That feels much better and very supportive, thank you so much for your help.”

He lifts her foot and stands up placing her foot back down on the chair. 

He goes into his office and shuts down his computer and turns the lights off.

“Ok lets get you home, I’ll drop you home so you don’t have to drive.”

Brooke is very appreciative of the amount of help he is offering her, and obliges.

Brooke slowly lowers her foot off the chair and then Todd moves the chair out of the way. 

“Have you used crutches before Brooke?”

“No I haven’t”, she says with a smile. 

Todd grabs the crutches and then adjusts them to Brooke’s height, and then passes the crutches to Brooke. She slides her arms though the loops and grabs the handles tightly. Todd gets to her side to help her to get up slowly. Brooke uses the crutches and keeps her right foot off the ground and effortlessly raises up onto the crutches. She takes a few steps forward on the crutches and is a natural. 

“Looks like you have the hang of that already” Todd comments with a smile on his face. 

Brooke smiles back at him, “I’ll be a pro in no time” as they both have a little laugh. 

Todd switches the lights off and holds the door as Brooke crutches out to the car. He opens the passenger side door and takes the crutches from Brooke as she gently lowers her self into the car before swinging her right foot in. Todd puts the crutches on the back seat and then gets in as well. 

 They arrive at Brooke’s apartment which has a grassed court yard at the front for her dog. Todd retrieves the crutches from the back seat and then goes to the passenger side and opens the door for Brooke. He passes her the crutches and she stands herself up on them with out any problems. She takes a few steps on the crutches and then Todd closes the door. 

“Do you need help to go into your apartment?” Todd offers politely.

“No ill be fine thanks very much for all your help your so kind.”

“No problem Brooke it’s the least I could do. I think you should take a few days off and then when your up to it ill pick you and bring you into work.”

“Todd that’s nice but seriously ill be able to work.”

“At least take one day, no questions asked. Then on Thursday morning ill pick you up on the way to work, OK.”

“Ok thanks heaps Todd for everything.”

She makes her way up the path to her house and then enters into her apartment. Todd gets back into his car and drives away. 

The next day sitting at work Todd can’t help but wonder how Brooke is doing. All he can picture is her sitting there in the office with her swollen sprained ankle resting on the chair. His daydreaming soon comes to an end when he is inundated with phone calls and clients. 

Brooke spends the day resting on the sofa, keeping her foot elevated and her ankle iced. Overnight the large lump had reduced some and the swelling had spread out engulfing her whole outer ankle and some minor swelling on the inner ankle as well. Using the crutches and keeping it wrapped and the air cast on her ankle feels a lot better by the end of the day. 

Before Todd leaves for the day he buys a small bunch of flowers and puts them in a vase on Brookes desk with a little note that says, “hope your feeling better.”

That evening Todd decides he will send her a text message to see how she is going and if she needs more time off. He ponders the wording for about 20 minutes, not wanting to give away his secret. His mind drifts as he thinks about her ankle, how swollen is it? Is there much bruising? Can she bare any weight?

Finally he decides on a brief message, “Hi Brooke its Todd, just wanted to check on how you are going and see if I can convince you to take a few more days off.”

A few minutes later he gets a reply, “Hi Todd, thanks for the concern. Its feeling a little better tonight. I will be fine to work tomorrow if you don’t mind picking me up?”

He replies, “That’s good to hear. Ok well if I can’t convince you to have another day off then I’ll pick you up at around 845am. Cya then”

That night Todd tosses and turns all night, thinking about Brooke. Thinking about her ankle. Thinking about how hot she looked crutching out of the office the other day. How much he wants to tell her all about it but knows that it would probably just freak her out. Finally, in the early hours of the morning he falls to sleep.

The next morning, he arrives to pick her up, she comes crutching down the path from her apartment with her right ankle bandaged and securely held by the air cast. Her every movement sends tingles down Todd’s spine. 

After a brief greeting he helps her into the car and they head off to work. 

Once at work Brooke gets right into it. Using her crutches to get around, her movement is so fluent that having a sprained ankle has barely impeded her. Todd retreats to his office and prepares for his first appointment. Through out the day Todd watches as Brooke crutches around, occasionally hopping if only going a short distance. 

Todd takes a break for lunch and is sitting in the waiting room at the front of the office eating a sandwich while he reads the paper. He glances out for the corner of his eye and watches Brooke crutch around. He sees her perfect little toes exposed from the bandage and he is mesmerized by her every movement. She turns around and catches him looking at her.

“I think you were right Todd, I’m pretty good at using crutches. I think I have reached pro status already.” She lets out a little giggle. 

Todd caught off guard also has a small laugh. Todd’s brain is in overdrive as he tries to say something. “You definitely look good on crutches with a sprained ankle, I mean they look good, I mean your ankle, umm, I mean you are good at using them...” Literally bumbling over his words. 

He looks down at the paper, thinking to himself, you idiot Todd. What have you done. 

Brooke takes a seat at her desk and ponders to herself. He has been very interested in my injury, maybe it’s something he likes. She ponders for a few more moments. 

“Todd would you mind bringing a chair over for me?”

Todd looks up still feeling sheepishly for what he said, “Sure no problem”

He gets up and puts his rubbish in the bid and then grabs a chair and moves it over next to Brooke. Trying to keep himself from saying anything stupid he asks, “Did you want me to get you an ice pack?”

“Yes, that would be good thanks.”

He returns with the ice pack and hands it off to Brooke. Brooke decides to test him herself. “Could you help remove the air cast and bandage for me?”

Todd’s eyes light up and his brain goes into over drive again. 

“I would love to, I mean if I could, I mean if you want me to help I can.”

Todd just wants to punch himself in the face. Work brain work…

Brooke smiles.

He moves closer while Brooke lifts up her right foot and rests it on the chair. Todd starts by loosening off the Velcro straps of the air cast and then separates the brace from her ankle and removes it completely. As soon as the brace is removed he can see some bruising showing on her outer heel which is exposed from the bandage. He feels a tingle inside as he gazes at the bruising. He then starts to unwrap her ankle slowly, while brook leans forward and holds her leg up. He continues to unwrap her ankle until the final layer is being removed. Instantly his eyes light up when he sees just how swollen her ankle is. As he completely removes the bandage his eyes gaze at her ankle. The outside of her ankle is completely flat and engulfed by swelling. There is a line of bruising that runs along the outer part of her foot from her heel almost to her little toe. Half of her foot has swelled up as well, but her toes had remained unaffected. The inner side of her ankle had also swelled a little more showing some puffiness mainly around the inner ankle bone. Brooke gently lowers her foot back down onto the chair.  “What do you think?” She asks Todd, testing the waters again. 

His brain in overdrive still, but this time manages a few words with out giving himself away again. “It looks quite swollen still.”

Brooke leans in and runs her hand over the outer part of her ankle. “Yes a lot more swollen that I thought it would get.” Todd stands and watches and feels himself grow in his pants. Brooke notices that Todd is somewhat excited by the current situation. Todd feels himself still growing and decides he needs to exit the room before it’s too obvious. He grabs the ice pack and passes it to Brooke, “keep the ice on it and hopefully the swelling will start to go down soon.” And then abruptly leaves the room for his office. 

Brooke feels that he may have got a little embarrassed or picked up that she noticed something was going on. Moments later Todd’s next appointment enters the office. 

Todd spends most of the afternoon in his office with appointments, occasionally coming out to return files to Brooke. Brooke leaves her ankle unwrapped for the afternoon and continues to use ice until both ice packs are exhausted. Todd gazes out of his office occasionally catching a glimpse of Brooke crutching with her right sprained ankle bare and held up behind her as she moves effortlessly on the crutches. He ponders the thought of telling her his secret but decides that it’s probably not a good idea and instead decides to keep his distance a little. 

That afternoon he drops her home after work and waves good bye.

The next morning’s routine is similar to the previous day, he picks her up and they head to work together. Todd keeps his distance from the sprain situation so that he doesn’t offer any indication of his fetish. Brooke notices that he is a little withdrawn from the situation and isn’t paying as much attention as previously. She starts to think that maybe she pushed to hard to see if he was indeed interested in her sprained ankle. 

The weekend comes and goes, and Todd picks Brooke up on Monday morning. This morning she crutches out of the house with just the bandage and wearing a ballerina flat on both feet. She still keeps the pressure of her ankle as she makes her way to the car. When they get to work they engage in some conversation as they share what they did on the weekend. Todd tells of how he caught up with some mates for drinks and football and Brooke says that she just relaxed at home trying to keep her foot elevated most of the weekend.

Todd isn’t as withdrawn as he was at the end of the previous week and shows some interest in how her ankle is going again. Brooke is relieved that she hadn’t made things weird between them. The morning is busy with appointments for Todd. Brooke goes about her work as normal, taking time to remove her ballerina flat and elevate her bandaged ankle as much as possible. During their lunch break Brooke removes the bandage and ices her ankle some more. Todd sits in the waiting room eating and reading the paper as normal when Brooke says something, “Todd can I ask you a question about my ankle?”

Todd almost chokes on his mouthful, but slowly finishes what he is eating. Thinking that she is going to ask about his fetish, he pauses for a drink to buy some time. 

“Yes Brooke, what’s up?” he casually replies.

Todd feels a light sweat start to build up on his forehead.

“When do you think I should try putting pressure on my ankle?”

Todd’s tense body relaxes, “Well it depends on how the swelling is going and the pain when you try and put pressure it.”

“Ok”, she replies followed by an extended period of silence in the room. 

“Would you mind having a look and tell me what you think? If that’s ok of course?”

Todd plays it cool, “of course.”

He disposes of his rubbish and makes his way over to Brooke. She removes the ice pack from her ankle. In a systematic way he inspects her ankle as he says out loud what he sees. “The outer ankle swelling has reduced, and you can see your ankle starting to show again, the inner ankle swelling has almost all gone, and the bruising is still evident but starting to fade as well. I think you can probably try some weight bearing and see how it feels and go from there.”

Brooke watches as he gives his verdict. “Ok, would you help me to try a few steps?”

Todd looks up at her with that glimmer in his eye again, “Sure I would be happy to help.”

Brooke lowers her foot off the chair and Todd moves to her side. Brooke only stands 5’7” and Todd is 5’10” so he lowers himself and puts his arm around her left side and then slowly helps her to stand. She puts her arm over his shoulders, and with her right hand she holds the desk for support. She slowly shifts her right foot forward a small step. Todd offers a suggestion, “Just try to put some pressure on it first before trying a step.”

Brooke acknowledges and slowly transfers some weight to her ankle. 

“Not too bad, there is a bit of pain around the outer ankle just in front of the ankle bone but not too bad.”

“Ok well lets try a step and see how you go.”