"Do what it takes to make a good impression."

There were a lot of really impressive figures here. Investment from any of them would mean lots of income for the company. You would be able to expand and maybe even move out of the cramped office everyone was in. Still, you had little idea on how to go about that.

You and Dillon had shown up together, but split off to mingle and make connections. She was a rather big hit with the men, of course. She'd have no problem bringing in potential investors. You, though, were a bit of a different story. That was, until, a mature woman with auburn hair approached you. You immediately knew who she was: Dani Jensen — one of the biggest lawyers in New York. She had her own firm that handled only the most high-end of cases.

"Well, you must be Aubrey's pet project," Dani smirked and took a sip of her wine. "She has talked quite a bit about you."

You cleared your throat, "hopefully good things."

"Oh, very good things. She's positioned you as one of the better lawyers in the state— perhaps even the country. I've only caught some recordings of your cases, but I would love to see what you can do in person." She pressed her finger to your collar before letting it slide down. "Truth be told, I knew you were coming. I would like to talk to you about some things a little later, so don't go anywhere." She winked at you and then walked off, her hips swaying rather overtly.

She was powerful in both words and stature. You were surprised you'd managed to **** out what you did. Still, you had other people to talk to. Or at least try to.

Dillon, on the other hand, was surprised at how well she was doing. A lot of the men had flocked to her, asking her about herself, what she did— all that. It was a bit exhausting, but she knew she needed to keep up. Thankfully, she was rescued from the horde of businessmen by a bit of an older gentleman. They seemed to be a bit scared of him when he approached.

"Gerald Guess," he said, holding out his hand. The name was familiar to her, but she wasn't sure why.

"Dillon Harper!" She replied with a bright smile. She took his hand to shake it and was pleasantly surprised when he kissed hers.

"You work for that Aubrey woman, right?" Gerald asked, putting his arm around the small of her back and leading her away from the other men. "I cannot imagine why. A girl of your talents would excel in a better environment."

Dillon turned away and blushed, "oh no, I owe a lot to Aubrey. Besides, I'm nothing special. I haven't even passed the test yet!"

"Ms. Harper, I have a sixth sense for these things. You will make a fantastic lawyer someday. Perhaps sooner rather than later. I am always on the lookout for young individuals to invest in. It seems you are still relatively green, but that makes you the perfect protege. You have valid experience in the field, but you need the right hand to guide you." He tightened his grip slightly. Dillon jostled around a bit, but left his hand there. She needed to make a good impression.

"Wait, are you Mr. Guess as in Guess & Sols?" She replied with wide eyes. They had offices all over the place, headquartered specifically in California. They worked with celebrities and high-profile individuals, like politicians, all the time!

"Indeed I am, young lady." He smiled back at her, glad to see she was impressed. "And I believe your talents are being wasted where you are." Gerald brushed her cheek with his other hand, "a smart, beautiful woman like yourself would make a perfect addition to my practice."

Dillon was blown away! She'd never have thought that someone would recruit her, much less someone with this big of an influence. It would set her up for life! "Wow, I don't know what to say!"

"Why don't we talk some place more quiet? I'm sure I can answer any questions you have." He had already been leading her out of the room, her starstruck attitude letting him do so. She didn't even argue. For one, she wanted to make a good impression. For the other, this offer was incredibly enticing!

He took her to a private room off to the side. There was a bottle of expensive champagne sitting there waiting for them. "Have a seat, Ms. Harper." She did as she was told she he went to pour drinks for them. "You're quite obedient; I like that in a worker." He handed her a glass and sat next to her. "I wonder... how well do you take instructions?"

She didn't want to screw this up. This could be a major stepping stone for her future! "Oh, I follow directions to a T! That's one of the things Aubrey loves about having me around! If you need something done, I'll get it done with no questions asked!"

"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes sir! I give it my all and I'll never give it any less!" Dillon was hoping she was making a good impression. This had all been going so well!

"You're quite a good girl, Ms. Harper," he set his glass down and cupped her cheek. "Kiss me." He didn't let her decide; instead, he pulled her in and crashed his lips against hers. She was shocked and torn; she should stop this, but she didn't want to blow her chance here. A kiss wouldn't hurt, right?

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, letting his tongue enter her mouth. His hands climbed up to her breasts, gently fondling them. "Very good, Ms. Harper. You'll do just fine for what I need."

"I-is that so?" She asked as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh yes. In fact, I think you can easily handle more responsibility." He reached behind her and began to unzip her dress. "In fact, I think I'm ready to offer you a position. Maybe more than one," he teased. His lips peppered rough kisses down her neck, eliciting small moans from her mouth.

"Listen to you mewling," he chuckled as he dropped her dress. He could see her bra, even small traces of her nipples. "You're very obedient. You're perfect." He kissed her again while he took off her bra. She was putty in his hands. It seemed all he needed to do was build up her confidence. "Why, if you weren't married, I'd court you myself."

"O-oh. I'm not. He's just a coworker," she corrected, though she wasn't sure why. Her breath was hitching in her throat. She'd never felt so desired before. He was preying on her insecurity and she was none the wiser.

"Then I see no reason to hold back, Ms. Harper. Do you?" His fingers pinched her nipples, earning a delightful squeal from her."In fact, why don't we enjoy ourselves to the fullest? It's been so long since I've been with such an attractive woman. I must say, I'm quite smitten with you. You're the kind of woman I would give up everything for."

As he stood up and began to remove his pants, her heart fluttered your hesitancy only made his words that much sweeter. It made her feel like a priceless artifact. She couldn't help herself, either. Dillon had been so turned on since she left the hotel room and Gerald knew just what to say and do.

She wasn't even shocked when she found herself lowering her naked body onto his cock. It felt so good. So right. "This is what I need," she thought to herself. "This is what I deserve!"

"Why does his dick feel so fucking good?" She gasped when he turned her around and slammed into her from behind. "FUCK!" She cried out. She'd never felt so wanted; so needed! In one quick evening, this man has melted her and caught her in the palm of his hand.

"Oh, Ms. Harper, I think I'm falling in love with you. You're so amazing. Someone was smart and sexy as you... I have to have you. I need to make you mine!" Gerald grunted as his hips slammed into hers.

Her heart jumped when he mentioned "love." You'd been so cagey when she brought up the subject, but it seemed this man had fallen in love with her at first sight! She couldn't believe it! She had come to this conference hoping to convince you to be with her, but this man was already head-over-heels for her (so she thought!).

"I'm yours! I'll be yours!" She cried out, biting her lip as she felt pleasure ripple through her body. She tossed back her head and let out a cry of ecstacy. Her mind was awash with pleasure and adoration. She felt on top of the world as someone was powerful as him had said he'd fallen in love with her. "Mr. Guess, I love you!"

He smirked as he took her from behind. He'd clocked her from a mile away; she had looked so nervous and insecure. He knew exactly what kind of girl she was and what buttons to push. She sought love and approval and he could toss that at her and hook her on his line. It seemed like it had already worked.

He pulled out and brought her to the floor, dragging his cock over her face. "I love you too, Ms. Harper!" Gerald let out a groan of pleasure as he coated her face and chest with his cum.

She licked her lips, enjoying the taste. "Thank you, daddy." Her eyes widened as she caught herself. "S-sorry."

He patted her head, "don't be. You can call me that, kitten. In fact, I encourage it. From now on, you're all mine, aren't you?"

"Yes, daddy!" She beamed brightly. Her head was flooded with dopamine. Dillon resolved to follow him anywhere.