Yes.

"Sure" you say "Got any beer?"
She get's up from the sofa and slinks across to the refrigerator.
"I'm sure there's some in here somewhere" she say's as she opens the door and bends over to take a closer look.
You look at her ass wrapped tightly in her black skirt as she searches out the beer and suddenly wonder if she's doing this for your benefit as you feel yourself starting to harden.
After lingering there long enough for you to memorize every curve of her voluptous ass she find's a couple of cold one's,closes the door,walks back to the sofa which you are now sat on and hands one to you.
"So shall we talk business?" she enquires