She awoke slowly. She felt rejuvenated – invigorated from the pleasure of the night before. She rolled onto her side, facing Tony. He was still asleep – the sheets covering only his waist, showing his fit but trim body and soft muscles. Jess looked at his chest, remembering the night before: chatting at the bar where the music was too loud, making out in the cab where the music was too soft, and the unabated night of passion that had transpired just a few hours ago. Imagining it made her chest flutter and feel a gentle warmth starting between her legs. It only took a second to decide that neither of them would make it to work on time that day – she’d take the reprimand if it meant being able to take his hard cock between her legs again.