Performance Review
"I think that I must be a distraction to you!" she announces gleefully. "I don't have to ask if I'm right. Look at your face!" she laughs openly.
It's true. You are now redder than her dress. Too bad that the heat in your face seems to be equaled by the heat just below your waist. With a dawning horror, you realize that your cock has wakened and is now beginning to slowly fill up.
"Oh?" she purrs, and then giggles girlishly. "What's that? Are you...are you really...?" Her laughter peals off of the wood paneling in her office. "Is that *really* an erection?"
You mumble something again. You're not even sure what words you are using.
She pauses, and maybe leans forward just a touch more. "Let me ask you something."
"Yes?" you finally reply into the lengthy silence.
"You need this job, don't you?"
"Yes."