“Why would you be the candidate to succeed under me?” he asks.

 Eyebrow raised, fingers laced together atop his mahogany desk, dripping power.

 The final interview question.

 I pause, remembering what I'd read about him.

 “Well…Pumpkin” I tease, walking around the desk, pushing his chair forcefully backward.

“I KNOW I can “suck-seed” under and FOR you!”

 On my knees, I release his throbbing cock. I taste, lick and suck him until he screams, “Holy FUCK! …You’re hired!!” and cums in my throat.

 “See you Monday!” I say, licking my lips smirking