My Wife’s Best Friend is the Perfect Houseguest
“You keep staring at my legs.” Samantha didn’t even look at me. She just knew. My wife Cassie had gone to bed an hour ago but I was staying up to hang out with our houseguest, her best friend. My wife is seven months pregnant right now and she has been falling asleep early each night so Samantha and I have been watching a few late night movies together. “Sorry.” I said. We had made a makeshift bed for her on the floor of our living room with cushions and blankets that she could sleep on. It took up the entire floor and butted right up against our couch too. So after Cassie had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha laying in her pseudo bed. She wasn’t even distracted …