”Dennis typed. When Tiffany responded, he said, “She wants your number.”Lev nodded and rose from the table. “Give it to her, please. I’ll ne...d to talk to her.”He made it back to his room before Tiffany called. She said, “You want a favor besides flying you to Nepal on my dime?”“I assume you’re flying all your roadies to Nepal on your dime and paying them besides,” said Lev. “I don’t need to be paid, but I would like to ask a favor.”“Go ahead and ask,” said Tiffany. Lev told her what he wanted.. I stand up and hop up on your body, wrapping my legs around your waist and kiss you. Holding me up with your hands on my ass, you walk us into the suite. My skirt has risen up to my waist and my pussy can feel your hard rod pressing against it, your cock rubbing against it with each step you take. I’m so fucking hot, I feel like I’m melting. The room is a large corner room, instead of a back wall; it is actually lined with floor to ceiling windows. There is a small sitting area with two. I’ve been doing this for a few years and I’m certain that you will get lots of second interviews and several offers from other companies. You’ve done your homework as it regards my company’s business. We’re off the clock here, this is not a recruiter’s trick. I need to chat with you man to man before you come up to HQ for the final interviews. How about a beer? I’m having one.’ This had never happened before in a job interview. Certainly it could be a trick, but Sam, the HR Director for this. This was my song. Something I’d sent him on a whim, never thinking I would hear it played, not by him! His warm, rich voice softly sang the words I’d given him –a gift to me, yet offered unwittingly, without knowing I could both see and hear. As the words died away and the crowd showed their appreciation, I hid my tearstruck eyes and looked away. When I raised them again, he was standing by my table, a wide smile crinkling his face. ‘Pardon me,’ he began. I could see him hesitating, wondering.