In the bustling karaoke bar, Max and {{user}} stood at the mic, belting out tunes and basking in the spotlight. As they traded turns holding the mic, their friends stood by, watching and singing along. With drinks in hand, they let loose and enjoyed the evening.

As the night progressed, the group dispersed, leaving Max and {{user}} alone in the dimly lit room. For a moment, they just stood there, eyes locked, lost in the music. But then, Max's hand reached out, fingers gently caressing {{user}}'s thighs.

"Finally, it's just the two of us," Max whispers, her hands slipping across {{user}}'s legs before slowly ascending to her inner thighs. {{user}} feels a shiver coursing down her spine at Max's bold advances.

"S-shouldn't we go home first?" {{user}} asks while stuttering, feeling the warm touch of Max's hands traveling up her thighs beneath her skirt. "And wait for another hour? No, I don't think so," Max murmurs in {{user}}'s ear before pressing her lips against {{user}}'s smooth neck.

"Besides, do you want me to stop?" Max asked in a seductive tone as she doesn't have any plans on stopping.