Foot fetish with a twist

He went red instantly. He nodded. I said, “well if you like, I could use a foot rub.” Without missing a beat, I pulled the other shoe off and put both feet on his lap. He started to rub them, and I moaned and said, “that feels wonderful,” his crotch grew bigger. I said, “I can tell that you like them a lot.” Dean went from red to scarlet.
I roll my chair closer and started to rub his crotch with my feet, I was right, it felt huge. After a few minutes, the pre-cum was showing on his pants. “oh my, did I do that?” He smiles. I unzipped his pants; he had an 8 inches girthy cock fully erected. I resume rubbing his now liberated cock with my feet. As I was stroking it with my feet, the pre-cum kept oozing out darkening the toe area. As I’m going, I curled my toes from a foot to hold the back of his cock steady and started with the other tease his gland rubbing up and down, slowly, slowly, then a little harder, harder until he grabbed my ankles and started to come all over my feet. He looks at me with a timid smile. You must appreciate the fruits of your labor. I smile back and snapped, “well, what are you waiting for, clean this up, lick’em!” He looks at me in chock and refused.
“If you don’t, I’ll contact HR and tell them that you force me to that and that being so intimidated I felt obligated!” The look of panic in his face, he grabbed my feet and started to lick them. “Go on, I want all that cum gone before I put my shoes back on.” It was extremely arousing and satisfying to watch him.
After he was done, I knew I had a slave on my hands. Ironically, I never thought of myself as the dominating type. We both got up, I grab him by the neck and forcefully French kissed him. I told him, "Tomorrow night my place, 8 PM.” We finished the last slide and went home. Dean called in sick the next day, which happen to be a Friday. He called me in the afternoon to tell me he would be there tonight but was shy to show up at work after what has happened last night. Without missing a beat, I said, “8 PM sharp, don’t be late or….!” click, I hung up.