So here we are this morning, it's 8:30 and my husband and I are having some pretty hot sex. The headboard is banging on the wall, the springs are squeaking, I'm in the middle of an intense orgasm, moaning... the dog barks and we hear the door downstairs closing... oh my god, it's my dad, bringing us the Sunday paper!!! I don't know if he heard us, but he didn't yell up like he usually does.
Damn.
Damn.
