You didn't come here for nothing

"You could make time." You say to your boss' hot daughter. "After all, I really want to find out just what these special "roles" of yours are."

"Hmm..." pondered Lisa aloud. "I'm still not sure. How can I tell if it'll be worth my while?"

"Well, I can help you out," you offer.

"How so?" enquired the brat.

"You get the services of a talented, young rookie on your side." you reply with a confident smirk. "That's quite a useful ally I would suggest."

"And how do I know that you'll stick to your word?" asked Lisa, intrigued by the proposal. "After all, from what I've seen of you so far, you're obviously not the most trustworthy of wrestlers I could join sides with."

"What can I say, that's just the sort of guy I am." you grin back. "But, if I don't help you then you don't help me. How's that?"

Lisa smiled and stood up from her desk before walking seductively around to the side that you were sat at. "So what you're saying," she began as she sat herself on the edge of the desk. "Is that it's a 'you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours' kind of deal?!"

"Exactly." you reply.

"Hmm..." At the very least Lisa appears to be thinking your suggestion over, which is a good start. You take the time to give her hot young body a good looking over now that she's in full view. Immediately it's very obvious just why this girl can do whatever she wants and get away with it, and not just because she's the owner's daughter.

She is wearing a tight blouse that is open half way down and showing of her ample triple D breasts. Her very short black skirt showed off her fantastic legs perfectly and was completed by her slutty knee high, black leather boots. If you had got as far up as her face, you would have noticed that she was also very attractive facially too, with her short dark hair framing her pretty features.

"Very well, 'Mr. Superstar'" Lisa said after a while. "I'll take you up on your offer."

"Great." you reply. "I'm sure this will be a great working relationship."

"Of course," Lisa continued. "If you want me to do something for you, then you're going to have to help me first."

"What did you have in mind?" you ask, now your turn to be intrigued.

Before answering, Lisa swipes your feet from her desk and lifts her own leg on top of the furniture. You were fairly sure that she wasn't wearing a bra from the way her nipples were obvious through her blouse. However, you were now even more certain that she also wasn't wearing any panties!

"Let's see if you can figure it out!"