Hilary Duff

"Ms. Duff is here to see you," you hear your receptionist tells you as you see Hilary Duff walk up to you in a black shirt and matching black pants.

"Ms. Duff, what brings you to my office?" you ask her as she sits down on your couch and checks her phone, appearing to be in a bit of a hurry.

"Hi John, all my friends have told me a lot about you, so I thought I would give you a visit since I am currently in the process of changing management. And please call me Hilary. I was never one for that formal shit."

"Whatever you say then, Hilary," you tel her as you look her up and down and notice how tight her clothes look on her tight body, already liking what you hear from her, "I'm sure you'll find this to your liking. But out of curiosity, have your friends mentioned some of what goes on in here?"

"Yes...they mentioned it..." she tells you as she gets ready to leave the office, "but I'm married now. You're going to have work really, really hard to get some of this, baby. See you soon."

As she left your office, you felt good about your chances to fuck her sometime soon, since she never told you you wouldn't ever get any.

That would have to wait until you at least had her name on the contract, though.