He wants something in return.

Seth cleared his throat, breaking his gaze from her cleavage. "I want to help you. You know I do."
"Yeah...?" Beth did her best not to betray her inner joy. He was coming around.
"But....if I'm going to stick my neck out for you...for something that could end up losing me my best server..."
"What do you...?"
"If you hit it big as a model, you aren't going to keep doing this...And it isn't just going to be this shift, I'm sure. I can help smooth the transition, make sure you still get the good shifts even when you shrink your availability, but the other servers are going to know it's happening. If I'm going to risk their complaints to HR..." he turned, and stood, placing himself in front of her, so she had to look up at him. "I want something to remember you by."
Beth felt her gut drop. Damn it. She had hoped a little charm would work on Seth, as it had before. But he seemed to understand his position, in this situation. He could go a long way into helping her transition out of this job into a career she found fulfilling, and help her re-integrate seamlessly if it didn't work out. But he knew the risk to himself. {if Formation = 1

}I'm going to show off my body for money...would it be that bad to...give him a little preview? Beth cleared her throat, and tried to hide her nervousness. {endif
} "Well...I could always...do a little modeling for you, Seth...." she felt the words tumble from her lips, hoping she wouldn't regret this decision.
"Hm... that's a start." Beth did not like the sound of that. But... she had worn a nice set of underwear under her uniform. Maybe she had known, deep down, that something like this would be necessary. For my career. That's all it is.
Seth sat back as she slowly and sensually removed her uniform top, revealing her black bra. {if Formation = 1
}I can't believe I'm doing this! She didn't know if she was being particularly sexy. Half of her brain was screaming for her to stop, the other half to hurry up and get it over with.
Once her uniform shirt was all the way off, she hesitated. Seth had a hungry look, and an obvious tent in his pants. {else
}She squeezed her tits together subtly with her forearms. "Perfect for a lingerie shoot." She made her face innocent and inviting. "Don't you think...?"
"Ahem... yes." Seth was flushed, and trying to hide a tent in his pants as he watched. {endif
} "Don't stop there."
Beth turned to slowly peel down her pants, revealing her sexy panties. She looked at Seth over her shoulder. {if Formation != 1
}"Photographers love the 'over the shoulder' shot."{endif
}
"Pretty lingerie to wear while waiting tables..." Seth mused, his hand brazenly rubbing his bulge.
Guilty. {if Formation = 1
}Beth was definitely blushing. Now that she waas actually doing it, it didn't seem so difficult. It was even...fun? {endif
}

In no time, her clothes were in a pile on the desk, and her body was on display, except for the bits covered by her sexy underwear. {if Formation = 1
}"Th-there..." she kept her hands at her sides to keep from covering up. "D-do you think I'll d-do well?" {else
}"What do you think, Seth? Don't I have what it takes?" she smiled. {endif
}
Seth rubbed his chin. "You're body is as amazing as I always expected it would be... and you must hit the gym a lot to get that flat stomach."
{if Formation = 1
}Beth looked down, embarrassed by his praise. "S-so...will you help me?" She hated that she couldn't keep her voice steady. Seth's smile was predatory, and his eyes made her feel things she shouldn't. {else
}"I try to take care of myself." She leaned back. "So.... you'll help me out, then?" Beth had to admit, she was enjoying herself. It was nice to have someone admiring her body again. {endif
}