Southern Hospitality Ch. 02

"Good!... I'll have to go back home at some point today though... I uh... I'll have to think of something to tell my mom..." he said, moving up onto his knees away from her, yawning wide as he stretched his arms out behind him.
"You're no little boy Ash..." she smirked a little, laying on her side as he had, facing him so he could admire the way the bedsheets curved with her body. "Tell her you snuck out to be with a girl and got a little... Carried away."
He looked down at her admiringly, her golden hair splayed out on the pillow, she looked how he would imagine a fertility goddess would, though maybe his opinion was slightly biased, he wouldn't be far from the mark. "Maybe..." he mused a little, "Mm... I'm going to get a water, I'm pretty thirsty... Want anything?..."
"Put the coffee on would you?... I'd kill for a cup..." she smirked a little watching him as he nodded, sliding from the warm embrace of the bed to stand, pulling on his boxer shorts from the night before and padding barefoot to the door.
"Sure Laura..." he smiled and stepped from the room, stretching his arms out, unable to stop himself from glancing back at her laying in bed, causing a little lance of glee to spark through her. She loved it when people looked at her like that, and it felt like it had been forever.
Laura waited a short while after he had left before standing herself, she still felt some of the familiar aches, possibly intensified from her night of passion, the stiffness in her hip which she often got in the morning, the soreness in her lower back. She ran her fingertips gently through her hair, ordering it some as she too padded towards her bathroom.
Ash hummed softly as he made his way to her kitchen, a noticeable spring in his step as he felt the smoothness of her kitchen tiles beneath his feet and the relatively cool air of her house outside her bedroom. The sun was already up, its beams piercing her windows and leaving white streaks across her counter top. He peered out her back window, making sure there was no one around to see him in her kitchen, in only his underwear. Fortunately, her kitchen backed onto her fenced back garden, so he was safe. He found himself smiling in his own reflection of the window.