yes, take her out

"You know, Christina, young men find you incredibly sexy. How would you like to join me tongiht. I'm going to a bar popular with college kids. You walk in wearing skin tight jeans and a skin tight halter top, and every guy in the place gets a hard on and ignores every other woman in the place."

"Wow, that sounds so great!"

"Of course. Don't worry about washing the cum off of you. Just go buy the tightest jeans and halter top you can squeeze that sexy hot bod into then come back and shower and fix yourself up like you're a typical college hottie."

"I can't wait!"

Jack left and went to his room. He ordered steak and lobster from room service, and later went to pick up Christina. She wore painted on jeans and a tight halter top that was so tight it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. Her hair was curled and had two small pony tails on either side of her head tied in pink bows. "Start a tab for us when we get there," ordered Jack.

"Sure thing."

They took an uber to the bar. It was jumping with lots of children in their early and mid-twenties. Christina went to the bar and started a tab, and Jack ordered a lager and lime, and Christina ordered a cosmopolitan.

Jack scanned the bar. He saw three young ladies mugging for a photo.

Some friends by the foosball table.

And plenty of other opportunities.

"Go flirt, you sexy hot mama!" said Jack as she slapped Christina's ass after she got her drink.

She giggled and headed off.