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That night, I asked my close college buddy, Ryan, to help me finish the final project that had been left hanging because I’d been so busy with the wedding. Time was running out, so I begged him to get it done fast. This was Ryan’s first visit to my apartment since the wedding, even though he used to crash there almost every week—whether to work on assignments together or just play games.

That same night was also the second time Ryan met my beloved wife, Katie, after their first meeting when she had just arrived in the city. My wife was a stunning woman with a perfect body, even though she came from a small town out of state. She took great care of herself, so it wasn’t unusual for guys to hit on her, some serious, some just messing around. Ryan, on the other hand, was far from handsome—he had a chubby build and curly hair—but he had a good heart and was pretty smart. Our friendship went all the way back to the start of college.

At first everything was normal. We were busy putting the final project together while Katie had already fallen asleep in the next room, since it was already eleven o’clock. Then something happened when Ryan asked to use the bathroom to take a piss. My apartment was just three simple rooms: the front room for watching TV, the middle room as the bedroom, and the back room that had the kitchen and bathroom next to it. To get to the bathroom, Ryan had to walk through the bedroom, which I kept separated from the front room by a thick curtain so you couldn’t see straight through.

More than fifteen minutes went by and Ryan still hadn’t come back—weird, since something like that usually only takes five minutes for most people. Curiosity got the better of me and I pulled the curtain open. There I saw Ryan frozen stiff beside my wife’s bed, and for a second my chest tightened hard when I took in the scene.

Katie was still asleep, but the way she was lying was so fucking tempting it would turn on anyone who looked at her. She was on her side facing right, her back to Ryan who stood on her left, but the bottom of the green tank top she was wearing had ridden up under the blanket all the way to her waist, showing off her plump, smooth ass covered only by green panties. The tank top was loose, letting a glimpse of her white tits peek out and making you want more.

Ryan looked like he was burning with lust staring at my wife’s beautiful body and that provocative position. His hand kept moving over his own crotch, rubbing the bulge that was already swelling—clear proof that something inside had woken up.

“Pssst, Ryan… what the fuck are you doing?” I whispered.

Ryan jumped, his face turning red with embarrassment, then hurried over to me in the front room so he wouldn’t wake Katie. “Shit, I’m so sorry, Dave. I didn’t mean to see your wife like that. Goddamn, your wife is fucking hot…”

He kept apologizing over and over, mixed with compliments about how gorgeous Katie was. Weirdly, I wasn’t mad at all. Instead I felt this satisfied, proud feeling, knowing other guys noticed how sexy she was.

“It’s fine, Ryan, no big deal. Relax…” I tried to calm him down so he wouldn’t feel guilty, then we got back to the work we’d left hanging. But Ryan looked restless, his mind somewhere else—the earlier scene still stuck with him.

“What’s wrong, Ryan? You ready to head out?” I asked, trying to dig a little.

“Uh… sorry again, Dave, I can’t concentrate. The image of your wife keeps playing in my head.” My breath felt heavy hearing how honest and clueless he was about it.

“What the hell are you talking about? You’ve seen plenty of hot women in those porn movies, right?”

“But this is different, Dave. You know I’ve never had a girlfriend, and that was the first time I ever saw a sexy woman up close like that. Sorry again, Dave.” He apologized once more, but I ignored it and kept working.

“Dave, I want to see your wife again, please… I’ll finish your whole final project for you! Just leave it all to me,” he offered. I went quiet for a second, and for some reason my chest got hot imagining it. “Just looking, right? Fine, but this stays between us.” Ryan nodded eagerly, agreeing.

Without waiting, Ryan headed straight into the middle room. Both of us froze when we saw Katie now sleeping on her back with her legs spread wide. The bottom of her green tank top had ridden up to her waist, showing off her smooth thighs and her crotch still covered by the green panties. Up top, the tank top had loosened even more, letting her big tits show, making the whole scene even more erotic and fucking arousing.

Ryan’s eyes went wide, his mouth hanging open like he wanted to swallow that beautiful body whole. Slowly his hand squeezed his own crotch, stroking