End it now

As he closes the door behind himself you approach him and place a hand on his shoulder. You rub his neck and tell him you don't think he's a good fit for the position.

"So... that's it?"

As he turns, he comes face to face with your cleavage.

"God damn..." he mutters, already having forgotten about his rejection. Your hand is still on his shoulder and is joined by your opposite hand on his other shoulder.

He hasn't looked away from your cleavage since her turned around. He is smitten. Already rejected, now would be an opportune moment for some risk free satisfaction.