Beverley woke up late that morning. Luckily, she had the day off from work. Her waist and groin were sore from what they had done last night. Even her footsteps were strange.

She exited the bathroom with a frown. Brent still hadn’t gotten up when he was supposed to be going to the office. “Brent, wake up! You have to go to work!”

The man squirmed lazily. Suddenly, he pulled Beverley’s hand until she fell onto the bed. Brent immediately hugged her tightly from behind.

Beverley ...