One of my wife’s best friends had been having a rough time with her husband and called asking if she could come stay a weekend with us and blow off some steam. My wife readily agreed and suggested a weekend when the kids were planning to be at a friend’s house so they could talk and catch up without being interrupted. I’d also planned to be away for work that weekend so it would give them some girl time.
The week before the trip, work moved me to another project and cancelled my out of town trip. I assured my wife I’d go hang out with the guys and leave them alone as much as possible. Her friend arrived as planned on Friday around noon and my wife picked her up at the airport; the two of them had lunch and then they came by the house to drop her things off.
Her friend is a knockout and looked even better than I remember. Standing about 5’6 with shoulder length reddish-blond hair she’s always been eye-catching but she’d obviously been working out. She went to the guest room to change for the evening and when she came back to the kitchen to have a drink before their Uber arrived it was all I could do not to stare.