Why not?

You shimmy your pants down. Your cock is already hard from The thought of some hot strange.

Lydia sees your tent pole and makes an O with her mouth.

“If you know how to use that, I think I will be helping you.”

You help her out of her dress, caressing her inner thigh. You bend her over and thrust into her. Her pussy is soaked and well lubricated, but surprisingly cold. You start at a rapid fire pace, the friction warming her sex.

“Fuck yes!”

You keep up the pace, letting your cock slide in ever deeper. She moans with each thrust. As you bury yourself inside her balls deep you feel her body tense.

“Fffuuuckk!” She screams as she climaxes.

She turns and teases your chest with sharp, black, fingernails.

“Oh yes. You’re a keeper. I will most certainly help you. So, Nick, want to work in legal? We need a project manager and you’d be perfect. I promise you’ll love the perks. Of course if that isn’t to your liking I can get you out of that contract if you go out with me.”

You hadn’t expected a job offer and you are quite sure you want it. Lydia is smoking hot, but you aren’t sure you want to date her. You could just go up to your job in sales. After all, how bad can the contract be.