How can I refuse?

"Y-Yeah," I nervously say. "I can help her out."

Ming Zhao beamed as I slowly walked out from behind the bar. Her smile left when she saw my hands blocking her view of my cock. She ordered two drinks from the bar and turned to me with the glasses.

"Could you hold my drink for me, Ahab?" She asked.

I did so without thinking, but kept one hand in front of my genitals. She bit her lip and held out the second glass. "Can you hold my other drink for me?"

I was no idiot. She was trying to see me naked. But I had no way to refuse. Slowly, I reached out and grabbed the glass, completely exposing myself. Ming Zhao grinned and motioned for me to follow her with one finger. My eyes were glued to her ass the whole time, partly because she walked with a hypnotic sway, and partly because then I wouldn't see if anyone was staring at my boner.

Ming Zhao stopped in front of a towel laid out on the beach close to the surf. She lay on her back and reached for the drinks. I hand her one and kept the other for myself. She took a sip of her beer and set it beside her. putting on her sunglasses and stretching back on her towel. Her tits were pointing straight up to the sky and she made no effort to hide her pussy.

She patted the towel beside her. "Join me, Ahab. It's nice and warm."

There was nowhere else for me to go. Carefully, I lay down on the towel next to Ming Zhao, trying to be careful not to bump into her. As I kept my legs together to avoid growing another boner, I could feel her smooth legs rubbing against my own. She was not going to make this easy for me.