Over some drinks

You nervously stutter out, "Over some drinks!"

She looks at your body and senses your desperation. She says, "I just wrapped up a huge case today and I wish to unwind. But if you are willing to help me unwind, and I will gladly to discuss your chances."

She pushes some pencils off her desk. You slowly bend down to pick up. She maneuvers her tight, supple petite frame over your body. She stalks over your body and gaze upon your ass. As you quickly rise to put the objects on the desk, she grabs your waist and unbuckles your belt and tears open your shirt.

You stutter out, "I thought this was an interview for your associate."

As she tears your shirt off and guides your pants down to the floor. She says, "Let face it, stud! You only have one option to get a job as a lawyer. And I am giving you the option."

You turn her around and face her and say, "Okay! I will be your whore, but you want me to yourself. Anyone can walk in."

She locks your legs around your ass. "Don't worry! Male meat, either put out or get fired."

You plead with her, "I need this job, and but I will do anything you want. Just not here."