Well I really need a job and if thats what it takes

Blush fills her face at the idea running through her head. She had never known Sam to be so bold, but then again she didn't know him terribly well

it could be worse, he was better looking than that creep at the talent agency and more polite the the modeling photographer. Additionally him being in charge was a bit of a turn on, but could she really do something dirty with him?

"Kim, you alright?"

Suddenly snapped out of her thoughts she answers on impulse

"I-if that's what it takes to get the job, I would . . ."

He looks a bit confused but suddenly very interested

"Do what Kimberly?"

She couldn't bring herself to say it, instead she gets up from her seat and moves over to him. She kneeled down avoiding eye contact

"K-kim what are you . . ."

Reaching for his belt cuts him off as he freezes up at her touch. Slowly undoing the loop and popping the top button caused the blonde headed boy to hold his breath as he took in what was rapidly happening to him.

Kim reaches in his pants feeling the growing member react to her touch. She takes a breath closing her eyes readying herself for what she has to do.

Her future manager's cock jumps out of the plaid boxes standing straight and making Kim's hands feel smaller than they already did. She glanced up catching Sam staring down at her and quickly averted her eyes before lowering her lips onto the head of the cock.

Sam gasps as the sensation of a girls warm wet lips engulf his sex. He grips his desk, holding in the moan that he wants to release. Slowly, inch my inch Kim lowers down onto him, her lips sliding down the veiny dick, letting the erect sex push down into her throat until her nose was buried in the tuff of hair at it's base. Moving her head back up, Kim dared glance up at her potential employer, happy to see his head thrown back, clearly enjoying the attention she was giving him. Settling into a rhythm she started bobbing her head up and down, her tongue licking along the ridge enjoying the salty flavor.

She tried to not think too hard about her position. A girl, straight A student with a bright future on her knees blowing an assistant manager for a minimum wage job. She should feel ashamed but somehow she knew deep down it had to be this way and at least Sam wasn't a terrible person.

One of Sam's hands moves from the desk to her head, gripping on to her hair. He didn't hold her down or push her in any way; he just held on almost for lack of anything else to do with his hands. She uses one hand to help massage his cock as she gives herself a breath before taking in the tip of his cock again, the other grips onto his leg. She can feel him shutter with every move she makes, pleasure running along his spine from every touch.

She thought he might be close when suddenly there is a knock on the door. They both freeze, Sam's cock halfway down Kim's throat.