Shelly

"I'll go." Shelly said, sounding a little awkward, but picking up Monica's T-shirt from the table before climbing to her feet and heading back towards the bar.

"You've got a little crush on her, haven't you." Emma says finally, a little tinkle in her eye.

"What? I.... no....." Sam quickly responds, confused at the sudden line of questioning.

"Really?" Monica asks, her fingers brushing across the thigh of his jeans. "So that means you're completely unattached then?"

Once more the blush spreads over Sam's face as her fingers lightly brush over his erect cock. "Well, um, yes."

"Good." Monica replies, and in one swift motion she unbuckles his jeans, exposing his straining boxer shorts once more. "Then you won't mind if I carry on then?"