No

Dan shook his head. "No, it was an honest accident. I dropped my clothes and my head bushed the door," he said.

"Thank you," she murmured into his back. "Did... I ask you to undress me?"

"Your shoes then your pants. Yeah. I took off your top because I figured you wouldn't want to sleep in it," he answered.

"Not my bra?" she asked.

"No, you had that on when I went to bed."

Laura was silent as the alarm kept going off. "My panties? Did... we?" she asked in a quieter voice.

"No, they were on, too," Dan gulped.

Laura breathed out. Thank goodness for small favors. "I... well... I..." she tried to say.

"You were drunk."

"I was," Laura admitted. "You need to get that."

Dan didn't move. He breathed out and rose. Just as he was going to turn around, Laura realized what he might see. She put a hand on his back. "One moment," she asked. When he didn't move, she pulled the sheet up to cover her nakedness. "Okay," she said a moment later.

Dan looked around to crawl off the mattress. He was slow to turn off the alarm.

"You have a short day?" she asked from the bed.

"No, a long one. Ms. Carmen said she wants to see me too," he said.

"Do... you want breakfast?"

Dan looked at her. He looked conflicted. "Mom, it would... probably be best if I got a shower and headed to work. We can... talk tonight," he hedged.

Laura's eyes dropped to his crotch before flicking back up again. She couldn't help it. "You're right," she muttered. "I'm not thinking right."

"You're horny and frustrated. I understand, I am too. I can't miss work. We need the money."

"You're right." She hated herself at the moment, more than she had words to express.