Tell him he'll have to do a second "interview"

You tell him you like his work, but that you need to be sure he can be consistent.

"So... when is the second interview?" he asks.

You smile, walk to your office door, and poke your head out. Somewhat to your surprise, the girl who is your next interviewee is still sitting by the door. She is staring at the floor in front of her. You try to greet her with a smile, but she doesn't acknowledge your presence. You apologize and tell her the position has been filled. She stands quickly and rushes to the elevator, never lifting her head.

You return to your man, tossing aside your last article of clothing, a bra that was merely dangling around your waist. You tell him the second interview starts right now. You embrace him, squishing your cum soaked sexes together. You seat him on the edge of your desk, discarding all of his clothing but for his tie. You stand between his legs, jacking his flagging erection as he breathes deeply.

"I just... need a second I think."

You tell him to relax and take his time. In truth you need him hard as fast as possible but you don't want to pressure him. As you massage his limp cock you ask him to bite your nipples again. He obliges but is clearly not into it. You don't push him, and instead you drop to your knees to give his dicks the most intimate attention you can.

After 20 minutes of mashing his cumsoaked meat, it was still less sausage and more uncooked ground beef. It was hopeless and you both knew it. In an embarrassing admission of defeat, you stand up and tell him it's not going to work out.

"No no, wait. I'm just a little nervous!"

You thank him for the sex and apologize as you reject him.

"I see... well thanks... I guess. Could I, maybe, get your number, I—"

You interrupt him with a kiss on the cheek and then scramble to cinch your tight pants over your ass. As the man grabs his jacket you prance up behind him and wish him luck.

You while away the next 15 minutes in front of your computer screen. You're bored, a little hungry, but sexually sated for the first time in a week. Cumming with someone listening was a much more explosive experience than typical sex.

The phone rings and you are once again standing in front of your desk, poised to impress with a brilliant smile.