Yes, but pawn off the grunt work

Your pants are still around your ankles and you realize that your slowly softening member is still receiving a steady stream of stimulation. The first woman is licking you clean and planting a few kisses on your sopping wet cock. "I hope you don't mind," she says planting another kiss along your length, "but you were so good to me. I can't help but feel I owe you a bit." She continues with her tender kisses and oral cleaning.

You're too stunned to speak at first, then you snap yourself out of it. "Well, I must say, that was incredibly hot what you did there. It was definitely the best two-girl blowjob I've ever had." You leave out that it was the only two-girl blowjob you've ever had. You think she's blushing a bit. Shy eyes look up at you from beneath the table as you continue, "I have one more reward for you..."

"No!" She gasps. "I can't accept. You've already been so good to me." Despite her protests, you can tell she's elated. She's all but jumping for joy.

"Yes, I can and I must because you've been amazing." You really lay it on thick for her. It works, though. You have her rapt attention. "You see, I've put out an ad and I need someone...some good girl...to organize all of the replies. The winner is going to get a personal reward from me, forever. They get to be my..." you lean down and finish with a conspiratorial whisper, "personal sex **** for life!"

"Oh. My. God." she exclaims while idly stroking your cock. "You are SO generous. I can't believe it!"

"So you see," you reply, "that's why I need such a good girl to help me find the best of the best! Do you think you can do that for me?"

"Yes! Of course!" She's outright fawning over you. "You're so incredible, I could kiss you!" She suddenly looks at your cock in her hand as if seeing it for the first time and showers it with kisses. After a flurry of pecks on your pecker, she takes your semi-turgid torpedo all the way into her mouth and down her throat. She makes a show of 'kissing' the base of your still sensitive cock before pulling it out again and giving a little giggle. "I'll get started right away!" With that, she finally extricates herself from beneath the table.

You take that as you cue to stand up and get dressed again. You are briefly tempted to reward her again or find someone else in the shop, but you're still pretty sensitive down there. With an awkward business-like conversation, you provide her with the credentials for the email you created and your contact information. As you do, you see a notification on the computer screen that you've already received a couple of replies.

Just before you leave, you give a few last minute instructions to your ad-hoc assistant. "Try to get a variety. Red heads, blondes, brunettes, different races, etc. Try to give me a brief summary of the top ten or so. Ok?" She just nods her reply and begins building a spreadsheet with stats for the woman that have replied so far. You stand there dumbly for a moment before deciding to just leave and step outside again.

Looks like you have some time to kill.