Yes, and then does a prostate exam

She washed her hands, adjusted her lacy bra and skirt, and received notice that the mayor is ready for her now.

The mayor, a distinguished-looking man in his sixties, greeted her with a smile. "Miss Chloe, thank you for coming. Please, have a seat."

Chloe sat down, crossing her legs and trying to look professional despite her unconventional attire. "Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Mayor. I'm here to discuss our company's product and how it could benefit your town."

The mayor nodded, but then his expression turned serious. "Before we get into that, I have a personal matter I need to discuss with you. You see, I have a medical condition that requires regular prostate stimulation. It's a bit embarrassing, but I was hoping you could help me out during our meeting."

Chloe's eyes widened. She knew how important this sale was for her company, but this was a highly unusual request. Still, she found herself nodding, determined not to let something like this stop her in her tracks. "Of course, Mr. Mayor. I'm happy to help in any way I can."

The mayor smiled gratefully. "Wonderful. If you could just come around to this side of the desk..."

Chloe stood up and walked around to where the mayor was sitting. He unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants and underwear, exposing his bare ass. Chloe took a deep breath and knelt down behind him.

She tentatively reached out and placed her finger at the entrance to his anus. The mayor let out a soft grunt as she began to massage his prostate, her finger moving in and out of him.

"So, Miss Chloe," the mayor said, his voice strained. "Tell me more about your company's product."

Chloe tried to focus on her sales pitch as she continued to stimulate the mayor's prostate. "Well, our product is designed to increase efficiency. It's environmentally friendly and cost-effective."

The mayor nodded, then stood up and walked over to the whiteboard, Chloe's finger still buried in his ass. She had to shuffle on her knees to keep up with him.

"Could you explain how it works in more detail?" the mayor asked, picking up a marker.

Chloe launched into a more technical explanation, trying to ignore the absurdity of the situation. Here she was, on her knees with her finger up the mayor's ass, discussing the product her company was so proud of.

As the mayor wrote on the whiteboard, Chloe continued to massage his prostate, her finger moving in and out. Just then, she remembered that gloves exist.

"And that's why we believe our product would be a great fit for your town," Chloe concluded, still pumping away.

The mayor turned around, a satisfied smile on his face. "I must say, Miss Chloe, you've convinced me. We'll take a hundred units to start."

Chloe beamed, hardly believing her luck. "Thank you so much, Mr. Mayor. You won't regret this decision."

The mayor chuckled. "And thank you for your assistance. You've been a real sport. You've helped me, so I think you can help the town."

Chloe carefully removed her finger from his anus and stood up. "It was my pleasure, Mr. Mayor. I'm always happy to go above and beyond for our clients."

As she left the office, Chloe couldn't help but marvel at the absurdity of what had just transpired. But she had made the sale, and that was all that mattered. She just hoped that word of her unorthodox sales tactics wouldn't get around.