Michael could feel the chills go down his spine as he felt a hand touch his thigh and slowly move to his crotch, the alcohol he was drinking because the woman next to him poured it, almost made him choke because he didn't expect the woman to touch him.
Quickly, Michael immediately grabbed the woman's hand and lifted it, trying to get away from the hand that had touched the tip of his thing that was slightly reacting.
"Sorry, but I'm married," said Michael looking at the woman who was now looking at him with a seductive smile.
Although the woman was not as big as Angel, or as beautiful as Elly, Michael had to admit that the woman assigned to accompany him to drink was no less beautiful than the two women. Her chest may not be as big as the two women, but her face that looks oriental with thin lips makes her no less attractive.
The woman smiled scornfully at Michael, thinking in her mind that Michael was a man who was playing hard to get
