You betcha

"Knock, knock," Jenn Brown playfully says as she walks into your office door and knocks on it, catching you by surprise.

"Jenn...hi..." you say to her, straightening yourself since you had been bent over when she walked in, "come on in."

"I, uh, enjoyed the view there for a second John..." she teases you as she sits the signed contract on your desk, making you blush a little at the thought of her checking out your ass.

"I mean, I wouldn't complain if you returned the favor for me Jenn," you tell her as you look at her in her body-hugging yellow shirt and denim shorts, Jenn stepping in front of your desk as you do.

"So Mr. Doe...Mr. new agent of mine, if you like what you see, don't be afraid to help yourself," she huskily says to you as you walk up behind her, your pants and underwear already at your ankles as you slide her shorts down and push her panties away, taking out your dick and letting it slide across her wet pussy lips.

"We can stop any time you want to, Jenn," you tell her, giving her a few seconds to stop you before you were going to make your entrance into her tight cunt.