Time to close

You ring the bell for last call and people start to leave, some of the women that came in first leave but they leave their friend there. She comes over to you and buys a last drink and sits at the bar. She and her party had a tab so you assume that its her that is paying.

Soon enough she is the only woman left at the bar and she has finished her drink. "Hi whats your name?" She asks.

"John Doe." You say.

"Nice to meet you John Doe, I'm Chanel Preston. I suppose I should settle my tab." She says. You take her car and swipe it into the terminal, hand it back to her so she can insert her pin which she does and she hands it back to you.

You look at the machine waiting for the payment to go through but it doesn't the card has been declined. "Um Channel I'm sorry but this card has been declined." You tell her.

"Okay let me just check my account." She says and walks off with her phone, she must be on an app looking at her money situation. You can't help but stare at her incredible body as she stands there on her phone. She quickly glances back at you and catches you looking at her and smiles.

"Umm look John I don't seem to have the money in my account but what I can do is take you back to mine and we can settle the debt if that's okay with you?" She asks.

"You mean you've got the money back at your place?" You ask.

"Um yeah thats what I meant." She says smirking.

You quickly lock up the bar and get in your car with Chanel as you drive she directs you, you keep looking at her legs, she keeps noticing without you knowing. About twenty minutes later you arrive at hers. She lets you in and shuts the door behind you.

"Wait here and I'll go and get ready. . . . ." she mumbles the last bit so you can't quite understand it. "Make yourself at home." She tells you walking off, so you sit on the couch.