Harie
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So some of you may remember a couple months back when I asked for advice concerning my friends wife that basically wanted me to get her pregnant.
Long story short, she finally convinced her husband to knock her up. Only problem was that she 1st wanted the 2 of them to get tested to make sure everything was in working order so she didn't get her hopes up for nothing. Turns out that the husband is shooting blanks and the doctors basically said there was a 0% chance of him getting her pregnant. She was pretty upset and the 2 of them had a gigantic fight because it turned out that her husband had known all along that he was shooting blanks, but never told her. She was really upset and left him.
So my wife's friend (we'll name her Sarah) moved into my house last night while I was at shool. It's nearly 11pm by the time I get back from school, and while I did see her car out front, I didn't think twice about it figuring they were just having some girl time like they normally do on Wednesdays while I'm out.
No, I didn't give it a second thought, that is, till I woke up this morning for work and wandered downstairs in my boxers to iron my shirt. Guess who now lives in our basement? I just about sh*t my pants when I saw her down there pulling up her jogging pants to go for a morning run. She looked straight at me in my morning glory - boxers, morning breath and bed head - and giggled. She even offered to iron my shirt for me.
She'd already seen me practically naked, so I stood downstairs and shot the sh*t with her as she ironed my shirt. I must admit that she has an awesome *** and the entire time I was hoping that she'd grab me and force herself on me, but short of some light flirting, nothing happened.
After my shirt was ironed, I excused myself and went back upstairs and talked to my wife. As casually as if she were talking about the weather, she rolled over, opened up one eye and said, "Oh yeah, Sarah will be staying with us for a bit", and with that, went right back to sleep.
You may remember, she and my wife are good friends, and because of that, my wife agreed to let her stay with us for a while. A while being as long as it took for her to either patches things back up with the hubby, or till she can get back on her feet and get her own place.
I am so screwed - part of me hopes literally
Long story short, she finally convinced her husband to knock her up. Only problem was that she 1st wanted the 2 of them to get tested to make sure everything was in working order so she didn't get her hopes up for nothing. Turns out that the husband is shooting blanks and the doctors basically said there was a 0% chance of him getting her pregnant. She was pretty upset and the 2 of them had a gigantic fight because it turned out that her husband had known all along that he was shooting blanks, but never told her. She was really upset and left him.
So my wife's friend (we'll name her Sarah) moved into my house last night while I was at shool. It's nearly 11pm by the time I get back from school, and while I did see her car out front, I didn't think twice about it figuring they were just having some girl time like they normally do on Wednesdays while I'm out.
No, I didn't give it a second thought, that is, till I woke up this morning for work and wandered downstairs in my boxers to iron my shirt. Guess who now lives in our basement? I just about sh*t my pants when I saw her down there pulling up her jogging pants to go for a morning run. She looked straight at me in my morning glory - boxers, morning breath and bed head - and giggled. She even offered to iron my shirt for me.
She'd already seen me practically naked, so I stood downstairs and shot the sh*t with her as she ironed my shirt. I must admit that she has an awesome *** and the entire time I was hoping that she'd grab me and force herself on me, but short of some light flirting, nothing happened.
After my shirt was ironed, I excused myself and went back upstairs and talked to my wife. As casually as if she were talking about the weather, she rolled over, opened up one eye and said, "Oh yeah, Sarah will be staying with us for a bit", and with that, went right back to sleep.
You may remember, she and my wife are good friends, and because of that, my wife agreed to let her stay with us for a while. A while being as long as it took for her to either patches things back up with the hubby, or till she can get back on her feet and get her own place.
I am so screwed - part of me hopes literally