Went to dinner last night at a friends house with the missus and another mate. Ate and drank beers while watching the stars. No electricity so the sky was clear and beautiful. Then he brought out a yoghurt based desert and instantly I knew what lay ahead in my future as my lactose intolerant but overly kind better half ate it.
Sure enough no morning sex for me as she lay there clutching her belly and whimpering till she got up and did some yoga. At which point my hardon and I played Skyrim for an hour before work. Not sure when the hardon went away but probably when I ran screaming like a child from a hagraven a couple of minutes in to the session.