She lets him grope the other one

"UH," she moans softly into Stan's ear as he feels up her other tit, wondering how he could go about feeling the rest of her up while still trying to tend to the bar.

"Well...if you only have one night here...why don't you spend it with me Stephanie?" he asks her, laying it all out there since he, like any other male who watches the Weather Channel and has seen her in person, wants her pussy.

"I'm supposed to be staying with Pete, my photog," she whispers to him as Stan takes his hand and puts it inside her shirt, still feeling up her tits, "but...UH...I think the station may have gotten cold feet on that arrangement."

Sure enough, without being within too close of range to actually hear the entire conversation, Stephanie had picked up that Pete was being given orders to split the rooms this trip, since it would likely only be for a day or two at most.

"MMM...not here Stanley..." Stephanie moans as Stan continues assaulting her tits and leans over the bar to kiss her, picking her up and placing her on the countertop so he could get to the rest of her tight body.

"Let's pick this up later," he tells her, a little defeated as Pete returns to his seat, since he was just about to lay her down on the bar and start going for her pussy when he started walking over.

"We have to leave first thing in the morning," Pete tells her as Stephanie winks at Stan and flirts with him, "the boss wants us to go up north to Pensacola."