Jake and I were buddies when we were on the base and even after he got married we still went out together occasionally. He married one of the sweetest looking girls in town. Even before he got married we used to go out together a lot so after he would still include me in their outings.
One night we decided to take in the scene at a local popular club on the beach. His wife was sure a looker and many men ogled her as they danced. I drank rather heavy as I wasn't driving but I do recall her getting more and more attention as they danced on since she was showing her intentions for him when she got him home.
After a while we headed back to their apartment and I had to work the next day. They convinced me to stay the night on their couch rather than drive in my condition. They then went to their bedroom for the night. It was a small apartment size cottage that they rented so the bedroom didn't have any door on it. So before long it was evident his wife was going to have her way with her husband. It took me quite a while to get to sleep with the squeak, squeak, squeaking of their bed-springs into the night. During this time I heard her breathing hard and moaning.
I got up early and headed out to work before they were up. The squeak of that bed really played on my mind all day long. When I ran into Jake I told him thanks for the great night and the place to crash. He said his wife was hot as hell that night and they had a great bout of sex half the night. I said I had heard the bed squeaking for quite a while and he must have had a great time.