Deep in the Lion's Den

Jennifer continued to stare straight ahead deep in scatterbrained concentration (if you could call it concentration) as all thoughts eluded her and her ditz demeanor held firm as it always did. After several additional seconds she started to feel embarrassed at her confusion and looked around the room to regain her bearings before again looking at herself. She was sitting up in bed naked of course with silt sheets covering her legs while her unsupported breasts heaved up and down with each breath. Embarrassment was unfounded as the hot hunk she had been conjoined with seconds before was already exhaustively asleep beside her, a smile etched on his lips from the workout she had given him. Part of her wanted to lay back down with him in the bed and snuggle but her orange cocktail dress on the floor and the gross smell of sex emanating from her body reminder her that her next shift was beginning soon and that she needed to clean herself up.