Panic seizing him about his actions, Sam quickly unwraps himself from Shelly's arms, making a bee line for the bar. He's half way there before the appreciative looks from some of the bars other patrons remind him he's completely naked stood here in front of a constantly growing crowd of people. Not only that but with no clothing he's not got anything to pay for the drinks either.
As he approaches the bar he watches a hot redhead whipping off her bra, completely unabashed at her bared breasts on display and Sam turns away, trying not to think about Shelly. He turns away and suddenly finds himself face to face with Monica.
"You ran away awfully quickly." She coos into his ear, pressing her body against his, the amount of skin he can feel telling him that she's now wearing nothing but her panties.
"I, uh, I was just a little thirsty." He tells her slowly, casting a glance at the bar.
Monica's hands are instantly on Sam's skin, wrapping her arms around him and her hands roaming his back and bare arse. "Looks like you've not got anything to pay with though," she tells him.
Sam tries to stammer a response, but Monica takes a single step back, wrapping her hand around his cock once more and rubbing it against the front of her panties. "You can take these, but you'd have to make it worth my while."
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