Lauren Conrad

Mr. Doe, a Ms. Lauren Conrad is here for you," your receptionist tells you as you settle in for the second half of your day, not having any meetings scheduled, but agreeing to meet with Lauren since you obviously knew who she was already.

"Ms. Conrad, come on in," you tell her as you meet her at the door and watch her sit down in her tight black pair of business pants and matching black shirt.

"Your reputation as a real business-savvy woman proceeds you, I see," you tell her, making her feel right at home as comes over to your desk and gets started with her pitch to you.

"Thanks for meeting with me on such short notice John. My life has gotten so hectic post-reality TV that I can no longer handle it on my own and would like to hire you on to help me handle it," she tells you as she looks around your office nervously.

"I can assure you Lauren. There is nothing shady going on in this office, so you can stop looking around," you tell her, putting her mind at ease as you finish drawing up a contract for her and wonder to yourself how hard it was going to be to get this one to sleep with you.

"I'm a lady John. So I don't ever take any shortcuts to get to the top. I trust you, but I always have to make sure," she assures you as you hand her the contract and send her on her way, certain you'll have to take your time with this one.

"Come back whenever you are ready Lauren," you tell her as she shakes your hand and heads out the door, giving you a nice look at her ass as she bounces out of your office.