One Friday night, we were leaving our local bowling alley where we bowled in a couple's league. We saw a man walking on the sidewalk and realized it was Ron, a life long friend of mine. We normally bowl with Ron and his wife, but they had not shown up this week.
We asked why he and his wife had shown up for league night. Then we saw that Ron was about in tears. We asked where his wife was and he began to tell us she had thrown him out. We knew that they had been going through a rough time, but had no idea things were that bad.
He said he was staying at his mom's until he could find somewhere to live. We could tell he had been drinking. We had also had a few beers while bowling. We talked a while on the sidewalk and I suggested that we head to our place. Ron said he was heading to get more beer; my wife wanted me to go to the store and get her some wine coolers. She is a cheap drunk. I put all the bowling gear in our car and headed to the store. Ron and my wife walked home, as we only lived a few blocks away.
When I got back to the house, I sneaked up to the house, peeked in the window, and saw that Ron was standing behind the sofa. My wife was sitting down and I could tell he was looking down her loose fitting blouse. My wife has wonderful breasts that rarely need a bra to hold them up. I knew that Ron had noticed her nipples trying to poke through her blouse. Her nipples always get excited when she drinks.
I went in, but the beer and wine coolers in the fridge, but grabbed beers for Ron and I then gave a cooler to my wife. I sat on the end of the couch and angled my body to watch Ron and my wife talk. Ron had sat down in the recliner where he had a great side view of my wife's tits. I could see her nipples clearly each time she leaned forward to put her drink on the coffee table. My cock started twitching as it always does at the site of her naked breasts.
She drank her first wine cooler down quickly and I went into the kitchen and brought her out another one. Ron was telling us what was wrong in his marriage (from his point of view she was wrong, but we knew faults lay with both sides) and that he didn't know what to do. My wife gave suggestions to try and help him make the right choices for everyone involved. My wife is the eternal peacemaker.