The Mexican One

I decide on Mexican and head off towards the restaurant. A short while later, I pull into the parking lot.

Getting out, I look at the building. It's small, and a little run down. I consider changing my mind, but my stomach rumbles and I decide to go in.

Inside, it smells weird. Its dimly lit, with music playing very faintly. Theres decorations plastered on the walls. I see only 5 tables inside, all empty. I seem to be the only customer.

A short, chubby man comes out and greets me. He leads me to a table and I sit down. He hands me a menu and I look at it. Deciding what I want, I tell him and wait for the food to arrive.

20 minutes later, he comes out and sets the plate on the table. I thank him and start eating.

Finished, I push the plate away and ask for the receipt. I reach for my back pocket to get my wallet, only to realize I left it at the hotel.

When the man returns with the check, I look at him and smile.

"So, um, I just realized I forgot my wallet. I am so sorry. I'm staying at the hotel just down the road. I promise I will be right back."

The man looks at me, smiling. "So you want to leave without paying? Sorry but I dont buy that. I need payment now. No other option."

"Well I dont have any money. Not even a penny on me."

"Stand up."

"What?"

"Stand up."

Confused, I do as he says. The man looks me up and down, walking behind me. I feel a little uncomfortable, but also I can feel my cock harden.

Walking back in front of me, the man says, "I'll make you a deal. I will let you go without paying no strings attached, if you take your clothes off."

"Uh what?"

"You heard me, get naked and I will let you leave without paying. You have a nice body. I want to see it."

"Seriously? I'm not getting naked here!"

"Ok, then I'm afraid I will have to call the police."

At that, my heart beats faster. I really dont want the police involved, but I also dont want to get naked in front of this guy.