You push her boundaries

"Well, Ms. Dahlen, or can I call you Naomi? Philip doesn't report to me, and while I could take him onto my team, I'm not particularly interested in adding deadwood. I'd need a good reason."

Naomi looks at you with brimming eyes, biting her plump lower lip and re-crossing her legs. Her dress rides up a little, showing more of her toned thighs and she bends forward to smooth the fabric, her neckline falling open to display her fine braless tits.

"Um...it...it would be a very nice thing...for you....to do..." she murmurs nervously.

"You're a good little wife, aren't you Naomi?" you smile. "Coming here to plead your husband's case like this. Willing to go the extra mile."

"Yes...willing...willing to go..." she gasps sharply and takes a deep breath, gathering her courage. "Willing to do whatever I have to Mr. Chandler. Whatever."

You smile coldly at her, letting your eyes roam over her body.

"'Whatever' is a big word Naomi. And I'm a demanding man, not easily satisfied. Are you sure you're able to live up to the promise of 'whatever'?"