Your best friend had "dropped by" -- supposedly to watch football with you. What you didn't know was that you wife had actually invited him to visit. And soon after he arrived, your wife noticed that you were almost out of beer and sent you to the store to get some more. When you got back with the beer, though, the situation had changed.
You walked over, gave your wife a little kiss on the cheek, wished them both a good night, and then did as she had told you to do -- heading on down to the basement where you would be able to be blissfully unaware of whatever the two of them did during the night in the master bedroom upstairs.





















