I was gone for a few days. I come back and my wife said the floor squeeks. "The floor squeeks in two spots and proceeded to show me where and have me listen." I listen, nothing happens, she tries and tries, it doesn't squeek.
In the last couple days, she walks around the kitchen and the floor would squeek but never when I'm around. I can't make it squeek, I'm bigger than her, I got fat kids and they can't make the floor squeek where she said this is happening.
I wake up at 3 am to take a leak and she told me she found out what made the floor squeek, Her slippers. Her right slipper kind of puts out a short whistle when she makes one of her fast turning moves in the kitchen from the sink to the stove then to the frigde.
I told her she can have a whole chapter in my book.
We were jealous and were always asking him if he got to feel them. finally one time he came through and said "yeah, he copped a feel" Then we asked then what happened? and he said she started crying. We were very confused and so was our friend , we didn't have any advice except to let one of us try.
So he breaks up with her and the more experience guy (not me...) asks her out. He takes her on a date and the same thing happens, he puts his hand up her blouse and she starts crying.
Stay tuned.....
Oh allright, I'll finish the story. So all of us were drinking on the porch into the night. We started talking about this girl and guys being guys we started doing some titty twisters on our fat friend and crying "boo Hoo".