Andrew was spent from the fucking Lauren so good and hard. His body shifted to wrap around hers as they slept.<br/><br/>In the morning, sunlight creeping through the windows already, Andrew was sound asleep, sporting a morning woody.<br/><br/>Downstairs, Richard had been the first to wake and had gotten his wife some advil and water before she fell back to sleep. He sat in the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe, drinking a coffee, eating some toast, and reading the newspaper.