I've always got time to fuck!

You drag him by his tie to your desk. You position your free hand on the edge and arch your ass at him, once again grinding your firm ass on his rock hard cock. He slaps you again, and you yank his face to yours with the tie, kissing him ferociously before biting his nose with an enthusiastic growl.

He reached to undo your pants. You are pleased with his increased confidence, and help him slide the tight pants over your round backside until they drop in a puddle at your ankles. He hesitates at the sight of your orange thong, but with a few encouraging bumps of your hip, he is persuaded to remove that as well. You are already dripping from foreplay, but he hesitates yet again.

"I don't have a condom," he says tentatively.

You tell him he doesn't need one and you're on the pill. He doesn't seem totally convinced, but he's clearly too horny to question your logic. He lines the head of his cock against your pussy and thrusts missing your vagina and driving his cock across your clit. You laugh. As good as that feels you need him inside of you, so you reach back to guide his cock in properly. With a powerful thrust, he fills you deeper and fuller than you had anticipated from a cock the size of his. You gasp and that gasp fades to a giggle.

Before he can thrust a second time the phone rings. It is your next interviewee 15 minutes early. You're feeling pretty good right now and aren't interested in anyone but the person inside of you. You quickly remind yourself how unprofessional that is which is followed by a second competing reminder that you have never been much of a professional.