A little more time warming up might be good.

"Yeah, I'd love a drink."

"Okay..." said Morgan in a conspiratorial manner, "here's the deal. This crappy little hotel doesn't exactly have what you would call an 'honor bar'. It has this lovely mini-fridge..." she waved her hands over the fridge like a game show hostess, "...which I have stocked with beer."

I sat on the edge of the bed and smiled. "Well, given that vast selection, I'll have a beer."

Morgan got beers for us out of the mini-fridge, then sat next to me on the bed. I opened my drink and started to take a sip, but I paused when she put a hand on my thigh.

"Careful," I warned her, "I'm gonna spill my beer if you distract me."

"Well that would be a shame." Morgan took a long gulp of her drink and moved her hand up and down my thigh. "I'd hate for you to have to take your pants off." Her hand brushed my crotch, sending little waves of tingles up my spine.

I took a quick sip and handed my drink to her. "You'd hate it, huh? Any chance that's a lie?"

She stood up and put both our drinks on top of the mini-fridge. "Well, I did say that a good Yu-gi-oh game wasn't impossible, so I guess I've been known to lie."

I stood up next to her. She looked so gorgeous in that skimpy black dress.

Morgan smiled at me coyly. "If I asked you to jump me, any chance you'd refuse?"