Spencer's POV:
Not long after, I left Charles' company and went back to the bar.
Once there, a waiter ran towards me, catching his breath. "Mr. Patel, come with me please. Vivian is drunk inside her car. We thought it wouldn't be appropriate for us to get close to her, so we decided to lock her in her car for the time being."
I frowned at him and asked, "Why the hell did you lock her in there? Couldn't you have just helped her out?"
The waiter appeared to be embarrassed. I didn't have the patience to wait for his explanation, so I just strode downstairs.
Soon, I reached Vivian's car and opened the back door. It was then that I found that parts of her body were naked. My immediate reaction was to close the door.
"Oh, Spencer, it's you!" Vivian pushed the door open. She was leaning against the backseat, visibly drunk. Her coat and trousers had been casually thrown aside. One of the shoulders of her shirt was falling off, and her breasts were half exposed. I was only a man, so I must admit that they turned me on. The strap of her underwear could be seen faintly under the hem of her clothes. She lifted her long legs, stretching them towards me.
While intoxicated, she said to me, "Do something!
If you're not going to make a move, go find me someone else who will."
I frowned, pressing her legs back. Then, I bent down to pick up her coat. "Put on your clothes!" "Fuck, no!" Vivian shrank into the car, leaning against the other door.
Angrily, I roared, "Vivian, come on! Sober up! You're not in your bedroom. This is the parking lot!"
Vivian blushed, staring at me with her glistening eyes. "That's just an excuse! Am I not sexy enough for you? Aren't you aroused by my body at all? Or perhaps you're just impotent? Just say it, Spencer. I won't laugh at you."
She was so drunk that I couldn't converse with her properly.
I sat in the backseat, gently pushing the coat towards her. "Be a good girl and put on some clothes first. Let's talk about those other things later, okay?"
Vivian grabbed her coat and threw it at me. I instinctively dodged, causing the coat to brush past me and fall outside of the car.
In a stern voice, I said, "Vivian."
At this time, Vivian leaned against the car door, crossed her legs and rested them on my lap. "I don't want to talk about anything else. I just want to know if you're capable of having an erection like a normal man. Why don't you prove it to me?"
She was looking at me as if she were challenging me.
I was so frustrated that my head ached.
As I rubbed my temples, I picked up her trousers and intended to put them on her.
However, Vivian kicked me away and withdrew her legs.
She scoffed at me while glaring at me with those dreamy eyes. "You can't even prove yourself, Spencer. You're such a coward! Just go to the bar and find me a real man!"
"Now that I'm here, nobody will dare touch you!"
I had lost my temper completely. I wanted to take off my coat and give it to her. But before I could even take my sleeves off, Vivian wrapped her arms around my waist. I lost my balance and fell on her.
My head began to spin. I was on top of Vivian's body. She was like an octopus, shackling me with all of her limbs.
"You..." Before I could finish my sentence, Vivian began to kiss me.
She was practically sucking on my tongue, biting my lips, and moaning with anticipation.
I tried to push her away, but Vivian suddenly got on top of me.
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