Samantha was feeling a little tipsy after having a few too many drinks at the club. She urgently needed to use the bathroom, so she stumbled her way towards the back of the venue.
She struggled to unlock the door and once inside, she heard heavy breathing coming from one of the stalls. Curiosity getting the best of her, she peeked over the stall and saw a man furiously masturbating.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Samantha asked, shocked.
The man looked up at her, his face red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry," he stuttered. "I just couldn't help myself."
Samantha's arousal got the better of her, and she found herself intrigued by the situation. "Let me help you out," she whispered, crawling under the stall to join him.