Spencer's POV:

 

Not long after, I left Charles' company and went back to the bar.

 

Once there, a waiter ran towards me, catching his breath. "Mr. Patel, come with me please. Vivian is drunk inside her car. We thought it wouldn't be appropriate for us to get close to her, so we decided to lock her in her car for the time being."

 

I frowned at him and asked, "Why the hell did you lock her in there? Couldn't you have just helped her out?"

 

The waiter appeared to be embarrassed. I didn't have the patience to wait for his explanation, so I just strode downstairs.

 

Soon, I reached Vivian's car and opened the back door. It was then that I found that parts of her body were naked. My immediate reaction was to close the door.

 

"Oh, Spencer, it's you!" Vivian pushed the door open. She was leaning against the backseat, visibly drunk. Her coat and trousers had been casually thrown aside. One of the shoulders of her shirt was falling off, and her breasts were half exposed. I was only a man, so I must admit that they turned me on. The strap of her underwear could be seen faintly under the hem of her clothes. She lifted her long legs, stretching them towards me.

 

While intoxicated, she said to me, "Do something! If you're not going to make a move, go find me someone else who will."

 

I frowned, pressing her legs back. Then, I bent down to pick up her coat. "Put on your clothes!"

 

"Fuck, no!" Vivian shrank into the car, leaning against the other door.

 

Angrily, I roared, "Vivian, come on! Sober up! You're not in your bedroom. This is the parking lot!"

 

Vivian blushed, staring at me with her glistening eyes. "That's just an excuse! Am I not sexy enough for you? Aren't you aroused by my body at all? Or perhaps you're just impotent? Just say it, Spencer. I won't laugh at you."

 

She was so drunk that I couldn't converse with her properly.

 

I sat in the backseat, gently pushing the coat towards her. "Be a good girl and put on some clothes first. Let's talk about those other things later, okay?"

 

Vivian grabbed her coat and threw it at me. I instinctively dodged, causing the coat to brush past me and fall outside of the car.

 

voice, I said,

 

anything else. I just want to know if you're capable of having an

 

was looking at me as if she

 

so frustrated

 

picked up her

 

away

 

me while glaring at me with those dreamy eyes. "You can't even prove yourself, Spencer. You're such a coward! Just go to the bar and find me a real

 

here, nobody

 

take off my coat and give it to her. But before I could even take my sleeves off, Vivian

 

top of Vivian's body.

 

finish my

 

practically sucking

lips, and moaning with

 

her away, but Vivian

 

into my clothes, rubbing it against my skin. My breathing

 

belt, reached in,

 

pleasure, trying to

 

quickly began to masturbate my cock as she French kissed

 

rationality had

 

seat, raring to remove all of her clothes. I pressed my body against her with every bit of strength I had, and indulged in the

 

time, we finally reached the climax. I held Vivian tight within my embrace, closing my eyes as I

 

woman was still caressing me. I

 

sudden, I heard a loud bang.

 

eyes. It wasn't until a moment later that I realized that the

 

sat upright and found that Vivian was no longer by my side. After putting on my clothes,

 

gone back to her room. I wanted to follow her, but I had no idea what to

 

clothes, but then, I found woman's panties inside my pocket. There was a print of Donald Duck on

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