The pitch

As you watch Victoria Steele stride to her seat with an air of unshakeable confidence, your heart skips a beat. Her eyes lock onto yours, then slowly travel down your body, taking in every detail. She walks with purpose, her tailored suit hugging her curves in all the right places. Her long, dark hair falls perfectly into place, framing a face that is both fierce and alluring. Her piercing blue eyes seem to see right through you, making you feel both exposed and inexplicably drawn to her.

Your internal thoughts race as you take in her appearance. She is every bit as stunning in person as her photos suggested. The way she carries herself, the subtle power in her movements, and the intensity of her gaze make it clear she is a **** to be reckoned with. The tailored suit accentuates her athletic build, hinting at her commitment to fitness, and you can't help but admire the way it emphasizes her figure.

Despite the professional setting, both Victoria and Sandy can't help but openly ogle you. Their eyes frequently dart to your exposed body, making you blush under their scrutiny. The intensity of their gazes is both thrilling and nerve-wracking, adding another layer of tension to an already charged situation.

"Well, I must say, Sandy wasn't exaggerating," Victoria finally says, her voice smooth and confident. "You are quite the distraction."

Sandy chuckles beside you, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "He's definitely our secret weapon."

Victoria takes a seat at the head of the table, her eyes never leaving you. "Alright then, John, let's see what you've got," she says, her tone a mix of professional interest and playful curiosity.

You take a deep breath, trying to focus on the task at hand. "Thank you, Ms. Steele. I appreciate the opportunity to present our product to you."

You begin the demo, your fingers flying over the keyboard as you bring up the first slide. The technology is impressive, and you know the material inside and out, but maintaining your professionalism while being completely naked is a challenge. Every movement feels exaggerated, every gesture more deliberate as you try to ignore the fact that you're fully exposed.

Victoria seems genuinely impressed with the technology, leaning forward in her chair as she asks insightful questions. "How does this integrate with existing systems?" she asks, her eyes flicking up to meet yours before trailing down your body again.

"It’s designed to be compatible with most major platforms," you reply, trying to keep your voice steady. "This ensures a seamless transition and minimal disruption."

Her engagement with the presentation is encouraging, but her eyes occasionally wander over your body, making it difficult to concentrate. "And what about scalability?" she inquires, her tone professional, but her gaze lingering on your chest.

"We've built it to scale effortlessly with growing demand," you respond, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks under her scrutiny.

As you navigate through the demo, you feel a bead of sweat trickle down your back. You can sense Victoria's eyes on you, her gaze lingering on your chest, your abs, and inevitably, your groin. Despite the professional context, the atmosphere is charged with a palpable sexual tension.

Victoria leans back in her chair, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "I’m sold on the technology," she says, her tone appreciative yet tinged with a hint of something more.

You feel a wave of relief wash over you, but it’s quickly replaced by anticipation as Victoria continues. "However," she says, her eyes locking onto yours with a playful glint, "I want to know that you truly understand my business and that you’re willing to go above and beyond to service us."

Her words hang in the air, heavy with implication. Before you can respond, she leans forward, her gaze never wavering. "Let's make a wager," she proposes, her voice low and enticing. "If you can demonstrate your knowledge of my company and show me that you’re willing to go the extra mile, I'll sign the deal right here."

You swallow hard, the gravity of her proposition sinking in. "And if I can't?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Victoria's smile widens, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Then you'll need to personally introduce yourself to every employee in the office, exactly as you are now."

Your mind races, weighing the stakes of the wager. The deal is crucial for the company, but the potential for humiliation is equally high. With a deep breath, you nod, accepting the challenge. "Alright, Ms. Steele. Let's do this."