Zach blinked a little with a mildly dopy grin on his face, "Is that a serious question?" He chuckled and sighed, his breath returned and with some effort, and reluctance he pulled away from her, and out of her slowly. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had such a good romp, and he's had some good ones in the past. "I haven't had such a good time since...well ever." He laughed a bit as he sat back on the now, pretty much soaked couch. "Closest would have to be the first Christmas party with my crew, but I didn't know Dutch spiked my flask."
He thought back on that night, while he didn't quite black out his memory was a bit spotty, and he's not sure what was real and what wasn't, since everyone gave him different accounts of the night, and he woke up in two different bunks the morning after. After that night the crew were a bit more open, one might say. Afterward it was mostly stress relief when the days got long or the wifi decided to kick the bucket. What happened tonight started off pretty quick and dirty but he wasn't so sure about that now.