My best friend used to be a bartender at a restaurant. One night after closing, we stayed there drinking with some other drinking buddies, and my friend wound up totally ripped. As we left for the night (morning, whatever) we went out to our cars, and he was staggering a bit. I asked if he was ok, and he just looked at me and then bent over by his car and puked his guts out LOL. So I took him home. He was living in an apartment with his recent bride. We climbed the stairs, with him leaning on me for support, and murmuring that he was going to pass it off to his wife that he was just sick (she didn't approve of drinking). So we get to his door, and he is having trouble standing up, and there was no way I was going digging in his pocket for keys. So, at 3:00 in the morning I knock on his door. His wife must have thought he just forgot his apartment key or something, because shortly the living room light came on and then the door opened. And there she was, totally nude, showing me and her drunk husband all her glory
Apparently, as I learned from him later, she always sleeps nude. She grabbed a robe and covered up quickly, but not before I had seen all the secrets she had to offer! I helped her get him to the bed, which caused the robe to give me many more peeks. I made some excuse about him getting sick at work and made a hasty exit. To this day, she has never mentioned that episode.
((A few years later he loaned me some VHS tapes to make digital captures for him. Attached is a sample of what I got to see that night))