You sneak Trish into the house

You pull into the driveway very quietly, shutting off the engine just as you turn in. You and Trish kiss briefly in the car, but silently exit, because you both really just want to fuck some more, and your bed just sounds better than the backseat. You unlock the back door, since it's farther away from Heather's room.

"Wait here until I check to see if she's up. I'll be right back," you tell her. Trish nods to you.

You step through the door into the kitchen. It's dark. You hear a dull noise coming from the family room, probably the TV. You creep that direction until you can see into the room. An infomercial about exercise equipment is playing on the TV. Heather is in the big easy chair, snoring slightly with her eyes closed. You grin and retreat back to the kitchen.

"The coast is clear. Heather's napping in the family room," you whisper conspiratorially. Trish hugs you and plants a wet kiss on your lips. You lead her through the door, through the kitchen, and past the family room. You get to the stairs, and the two of you tiptoe up to the hall. You lead her down to your room, let her in, and close the door. She turns and presses you against the door, her lips kissing you hard and her tongue poking to get into your mouth.