No - sleep overtakes their lust

As Clair's body shuddered with post-orgasmic spasms, Joe's fingers caressed her soft curves. As her breathing calmed, he felt his eye's drifting shut, and quickly his wife followed suit.

They stirred together, bodies still sprawled on top of the bed covers. Clair blushed slightly as she realized how revealing her sleeping posture must have been and the sticky dried glaze of cum coating her neck. She quickly darted into the bathroom and turned on the shower as Joe began to wake.

With his wife in the shower, Joe pulled a dressing gown around himself and blearily walked down stairs to the kitchen. Operating on automatic, he began making coffee and breakfast. On the third pass past the fridge, he noticed the note pinned to it. It was quickly scrawled, a note from Helen that she had gone out to the shops and would be back after lunch.

As the caffeine hit his system, Joe grinned at the memory of the night before whilst eating his toast. His cock was evidently recovered, beginning to harden as he replayed the sight of his cum coated wife bucking in self given orgasm whilst he talked about her and Helen. As he began to feel more awake he noticed it was some time now since Clair went in the shower. Pushing the chair back, he went upstairs to investigate.