"Holy s**t," Sarah said as I slipped out of her and collapsed on the couch beside her.
"Yeah," I said, still breathing heavily.
"I think I need to call in sick," Sarah added, sitting up and stretching her muscles. "I'm not going to be walking right for a few days."
"Sorry," I chuckled. More than a little proud of myself.
"I'll take a few days off if it means getting f****d like that again," she laughed. "I have no idea what got into you near the end."
"Pent up frustration," I shrugged.
"Well. I'll be happy to help you release it when I can," she smiled.
"When you can?" I asked, a little curious as to her choice of words.
"Yeah," Sarah sighed, collapsing back and nestling into me again. "I should probably tell you that I'm not exactly single."
"You have a boyfriend?" I asked. Not s
