She doesn't wait

Karen didn't bother waiting for an answer, and stormed deeper into the burger bar, looking around the kitchen.

James froze for a moment, and then in a confused funk, he slowly followed her. He couldn't quite believe what was going on. First the fiasco with Amy and now here he was, completely naked in the kitchen following some older woman who wore nothing but a thong, it all seemed absurd.

"You, uh, you're not supposed go back there," he finally stammered.

Karen span to glare at him, hands on her hips, her tits still coated in his cum. "I think there's a lot of things going on here that we're not supposed to do," she growled. "Now where are the spare fucking clothes?"