Very drunk

Laura remembered her son getting her to bed and undressing her. She hoped she hadn't said anything stupid, but she simply couldn't remember as she labored to get out of bed at some point during the night. She was hot and wet in all the wrong places. It took her a moment to realize her breasts were half hanging out of her bra.

"I can't believe," she managed to get out as she tried to tuck herself back into her bra. To tired to get up, she simply rolled over and cuddled up with Dan.

The next morning, Dan's alarm woke her. She was cuddled up to his back, her hand between her legs. With a pounding head, she felt him move around to turn off the alarm on his phone. As he started to roll over, she asked, "Give me a moment, please," she whispered.

"I saw everything anyway," Dan said.

Laura shivered. "In the mirror, before the... house collapsed?" she guessed. He didn't mention the night before and she hoped she hadn't done or said anything stupid in her... state.

"Accidentally, yeah," he admitted.

"And... did you come back and look at me? While I was dressing?"