Merr was an amateur when it came to women, drunk sex wasn't the most romantic or graceful or even satisfying in many cases. So while her in his ear may have been a tad annoying but also helpful. Merritt moved her over to his desk and lifted her onto it. He kissed at her neck as he ran his hand down her stomach and then her thigh. She turned her head so he had a better angle and gasped slightly when he slid his hand up her skirt and pressed his fingers against her underwear. The woman squirmed a little, but in an enjoyable way as she let out a soft sigh.