She drops by after leaving the set

You don't expect to see Kaley Cuoco again until at least the next day, but much to your surprise, she showed up fresh off the set and brought the still-unsigned contract.

"Is there a problem, Kaley?" you ask her as she lays it on your desk, her tits staring you in the face as you look down the same shirt she had worn into your office earlier in the day.

"Minor detail, I need to sign it here because I had no time on set," she tells you, signing her name on the dotted line, "but I definitely want to work for you."

You try not to get star struck whenever someone brings you a signed contract, since your ultimate goal, above being in charge of their careers, is to sleep with them, but you can't help but be star-struck by the fact that Kaley Cuoco was now yours.

Well, professionally, anyway, there'd be plenty of time to make her yours personally.

"Is anyone else here right now John?" she asks you, biting her lip, obviously having naughty thoughts.

"No, just me Kaley," you tell her as Kaley drops to her knees in front of you and undoes your pants.

"Good," she tells you, winking at you, "because normally we the actors get the signing bonus. But tonight, I'm gonna give you one baby."