Sophia Bush

You weren't expecting any other visitors as your work day came to a close, but soon you were surprised to see Sophia Bush walking into your office, and apparently trying to be incognito about it as she walks in in a pair of torn blue jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Bush, is it?" you tell her as she leans in front of your desk and introduces herself to you, telling her you weren't expecting her.

"I'm sorry for dropping by unannounced, John," she tells you as she sits on your couch and makes herself comfortable, "but I know a lot of my friends work for you, and since they're always saying such great things about you, I thought I would come by myself and see what it's all about."

"Well, I'm flattered that you have come to see me Sophia," you tell her as you begin to draw up a contract for her based on what she begins to tell you, namely that she wants out of her current management deal, which you think you can make happen.

"Sophia, I'l make a few calls and we should be good to go," you tell her as you walk over to the couch and hand her a contract, "but I'm afraid we can't really conduct any business until then."

"Don't play coy with me John," she tells you as she rubs your arm and pulls you down on the couch with her, "I know what goes on in this office. And I was thinking we don't necessarily have to wait until I'm working for you to have a little fun together."

"I should go lock the door at least Sophia," you tell her as you lay her down on the couch and start to pull at her clothes as she returns the favor and drops to her knees, searching for your dick.

"Leave it unlocked, it makes me hot," she whispers as she wraps her hands around your dick and starts to lead it to her mouth.