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,

 

on my lap. "I don't want to talk about anything

 

as if she

 

was so frustrated that my

 

her trousers

 

away and withdrew her

 

glaring at me with those dreamy eyes. "You can't even prove yourself, Spencer. You're such a

 

I'm here, nobody will

 

wanted to take off my coat and give it to her. But before I could even take my

 

body. She

 

could finish my sentence, Vivian began to

 

practically sucking

my lips, and

 

push her away, but Vivian suddenly got on top of

 

into my clothes, rubbing it against my skin.

 

moved down. She unbuckled my belt, reached in, and grabbed

 

with pleasure, trying to grab her

 

to masturbate my cock as she French

 

had faded

 

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

 

reached the climax. I held Vivian tight within my

 

caressing me. I grabbed her hand and

 

heard a loud bang. In

 

up and opened my eyes. It wasn't until a moment later that I realized that the loud bang I heard was the car door

 

After putting on my clothes, I hurried out

 

must've gone back to her room. I wanted to follow her, but I had no

 

found woman's panties inside my pocket. There was a print of Donald Duck on

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