Last night, BF and I had the house to ourselves. Youngest DC are at their dad's, eldest DS(16) was out camping with his friends.
We took full advantage of the situation by having really load, bed squeaking, headboard banging, shouty sex. Then came downstairs for breakfast. A few moments later, we heard someone walking about upstairs and nearly jumped out of our skins.
Turns out, DS had come home in the early hours of this morning. It slowly dawned on me that we must have woken him up.
I am cringing so much 