We went to hotel room and we had our usualy sex. I know we had sex but because I had too much drink that day, I was not quite aware of what was going...on other than having sex with me. Half way when we had sex, I passed out. As I woke up in the hotel, he was gone. I knew we had sex but I did not have the slightest idea what really happened. I drank too much that night. It was not the first time we had sex. I was dizzy and I woke up with a headache. I dressed up and went back home as if. Then, she pulled off her panties. "Well, Jeremy?"My daze was broken as I muttered, "Uh, yeah, oh, yes," and hastily pulled off my tee. She was quickly up on the bed with her arms outstretched, her legs slightly open, curly, damp, light blond hair above the intersection of her legs.As I got on the bed, she widened her legs presenting me with her slit just open a bit, a glint of moisture awaiting me."I don't have a condom, what should I do?" It's okay, I'm on the pill, so go ahead.," and I did. Hislong nightgown and peignoir were seductively flared to allow his maraboutrimmed mules to peek out from under the hem. Melissa poured herself acup of coffee and stood next to Simon. In her everyday six-inch pumps,she towered over him. She knew if she permitted it, Simon would becontent to spend the entire day lounging in his new sleepwear. But therewas too much she wanted to accomplish before his precious Miss Lindareturned home.Simon looked up and smiled. The smile she returned was. Their embrace tighten and his lips found hers. Their tongues began to wrestle and jockey for position in each other’s mouths. It was as if they were both starving on death row and were about to enjoy their last meal. We wanted it, we needed and craved it, but we also wanted to savor it. Ian broke the kiss. “We’ll never make it to dinner, if we keep this up”, he said. DJ was thinking that what she wanted to eat definitely wasn’t at the damn restaurant. She made up her mind right then and there.