Madeline Reasons with James

"James," Madeline said smiling "you are a smart guy. So you know a good deal when you see one."

James just stared at Madeline, waiting for her to continue.

"I have a number of advantages that many women won't be able to offer." Madeline said with a seductive grin.

"Oh yeah?" James said "like what?" he huffed.

"I am from a vault." Madeline said, as if the benefits of such an origin would be self evident.

"Andddddd?" James said squinting in frustration "You think being from a vault makes you better or something? Because you have education? I don't need that."

Madeline stood up and undid her shirt slowly.

"I have these." Madeline said as she caressed her cleavage slowly. "Girls out in the waste don't hardly have enough food to produce tits like these." She undid her shirt casually, her bullet bra barely containing them.

James stared at Madeline's breasts. They were gorgeous. Even in her shoddy wasteland garb they were enormous compared to most girls.

"Think of what boys will pay to play with these." she said undoing her bra to let her melons fall free.

"Okay so you got nice tits. So what?" James said, his voice wavering slightly as she moved her hands between her cleavage, one finger moving up and down slowly.

"You see these?" Madeline held up her hands to James. She moved closer to him and took his hand in hers.

"Feel." she said as she rubbed his hands slowly.

"Not a single callous. These hands are as soft as a baby's bottom" She said, one hand touching his face slowly. It was true. While her hands had become a bit hardened by the recent adventures in the waste compared to everyone else her hands were like ivory pillows.

"Imagine these soft hand wrapped around a cock." Madeline said as she took his pointer finger in one hand and gripped it slowly.

James moved his weight around in his chair, as if in excitement as he felt her dainty hand.

"I am clean as clean can be, very well groomed. Having lived in a vault my whole life." Madeline said with a wry smile as she began to undo her pants and pull them down to reveal her shaved pussy.

James' eyes widened. Many of his girls groomed themselves, but Madeline's snatch looked pristine-and tight.

"Now we are talking." James said with a grin "Johns love shaved girls."

"I bet they would love cumming inside me even better." Madeline said.

"You gotta be careful not to get fucking pregnant. We only go so many ways of keeping you from popping out bastards." James' face contorted slightly.

Madeline leaned forward and almost in a hushed voice spoke to James as she stared at him.

"No no no." she said with a grin "I can't get pregnant. Not for the next few years thanks to an implant."

James' eyes looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You are fucking kidding me." his jaw dropping.

"Not something I would joke about." Madeline said "Its a benefit of living in a vault."

"Well hot damn." James said. "You are hired. Though of course...I will have to uh see how you do. Quality assurance and all that." he said with a grin as he leaned back.

Madeline expected as much. Perhaps it was just the talk about being able to cum inside of her, but James proved to be already hard when Madeline moved over to him and undid his pants as he sat in his high backed chair. Indeed, it was a quick affair. She didn't have to ride him for five minutes before he was convulsing, his legs outstretched twitching as he came inside of Madeline's tight pussy.

"Wew" he said breathing out a sigh as Madeline moved slowly off his cock and began to put her clothes back on "I think you will fit in just fine here honey."