Go for the hat trick

After a brief moment of indecision, you come to a decision. "Fuck it!" you begin.

"Apt description of your life," Cassandra butts in smiling.

You glower at her but continue, "If you can set up a meeting with all them, lets go for it."

Cassandra pauses for a second as if thinking about something and then becomes alert, "It is early in the morning in Ireland where they are filming, so let me get a hold of the production coordinator and see if I can get something set up."

"The interview scheme?" you ask. A scheme where you pretend to be a news outlet with the celebrity in question. You and Cassandra had already ran it a couple times and you have had good success.

Cassandra nods and is already pulling out her phone for the call. You don't know if she has the number because of the research you two had done, or whether she is using her unlimited cosmic powers. As soon as the call connects, she leans forward onto the desk (resting her elbows on the desk) so she can see the dossiers on the girls in case she needs information.

As she exchanges pleasantries with whoever she is talking,s your attention is drawn your assistant's shapely ass being put on display as her tight skirt starts to creep up. Cassandra is wrapped up in her phone call, and you discreetly move from her side to behind her to get a better view, and what a better view it is.

Cassandra was bent so far over the desk, and her skirt short enough, only the top half of her ass was covered. Your slutty genie dressed more like a porn star secretary than an actual one, and you god damned loved her for it. Even better was that her choice of underwear, seemed to be a dark blue lacy thong. The image was hypnotic seeing her inviting pussy wrapped in dark blue fabric set in stark contrast to the lightness of her skin.

On autopilot your hands start move toward her ass, and you stop them a few inches from contact. The whole sequence only took a couple seconds and you notice the phone conversation hasn't progressed much. You continue stare at Cassandra's ass and that lacy blue thong that is just begging to be moved aside, you swear it is like something akin to a siren's call.

The question is do you risk losing Sophie, Maisie, and Natalie; just to enact a porn scenario with your genie?