Finish with the receptionist

"By the way, what is your name?"

"Embeth."

"But everyone here calls you 'Cumbreath.'"

Embeth sighed and glared at John.

"You hate it, but you need this job."

"Don't remind me."

A middle aged couple walked in.

"Good day, Mr and Mrs. Dolmon," said Embeth.

"Hello, Cumbreath," said the woman. They walked past the the reception area into the back.

"Look, you love the taste of cum and give blowjobs to any man who wants one from you," John said to Embeth. "You tried to keep it a secret, but you can't give that many blowjobs without word getting out."

"Ok, I get it," said Embeth.

"You're craving my cum right now," said John.

Embeth glanced at John's crotch, blushed then looked up then away.

"Admit it, Cumbreath."

"Fine, I admit it. Can I suck you off?"

"Sure...for a price, Cumbreath," said John smugly.