At least now I know she had been awake and was not the least bit drunk. With the smile and wink I was now following her lead. Wayne is still sitting just watching her tits bounce as she moves saying nothing. I said, you know you lost your robe. I get a guttural mmmhhumm. I'll take that as a yes. She did it again. I asked if she wanted to go to bed. Same guttural response. I asked if that was a yes. She smiled and slurred a yes eyes closed. I asked if she needed help. A drunkenly sarcastic yes was slurred. Now my turn. I asked Wayne if he was sober enough to help. He said in a gentleman's tone whatever I need. I said I'm a little drunk so, before i could finish, Wayne was standing and said, no problem I can help. Good.
As I stood, I put my drink on the edge of the coffee table. Wayne took the left arm me right. We are each straddling an open leg. I look down and thought damn she looks good naked. Strange what you think and recall. Our first attempt was clumsy at best. She should get an academy award. She went limp as we lifted causing her to flop back down in the sofa giggling at us. She is drunkenly making fun of us and giggling. I blamed Wayne. Wayne said he was having trouble with his grip. I said you will not break her. He just looked at me with this I'm trying to just touch her arm look. I smiled and said. You'll be ok.
As we got her to her feet on the second attempt I moved my leg back knocking the coffee table causing my drink to fall and spill on the rug. I faked panic. Wayne got behind my wife holding her up as I fake the urgency to clean. My wife is giving him some trouble struggling. I look up. He has his left arm hooked under her left arm extended straight. His right is wrapped around her just below her tits. His left arm sticking straight out looked funny. I fake quickly picked up the ice and glass. I look up and she is doing the knee wobble causing him to struggle more. She is giggling and teasing Wayne about not dropping her. Hes actually laughing saying he has her but a little help on her part wouldn't hurt. I ask Wayne if he has her so I can get a towel from the kitchen. My wife drunkenly answered giggling, sure he does. He said I'm good right now.
I walk to the kitchen and go through several dish towels till I find the one I want. I walk back. I can hear both giggling and laughing. As Im walking in the position has changed. He is struggling holding her and shes dropping to the left. He does a hop lifting her. At the same time he wraps his left arm across her chest. His hand lands flat on her right tit squeezing her chest to him. Now he has his right arm across under her tits and left across her chest pulling her to him upright. His left hand has her nipple square in his palm and is actually squeezing holding her to him. Before I can say something my wife giggling said, I guess you got me now. He apologetically said I do now. I started cleaning my mess. I look up and she is giggling saying dont pop her boob. He laughing saying I'm trying not to. They go back and forth. I take my time.
She said wait, hows this. I'm getting up. She is standing better. He said yes, much better. He did not release her tit as far as I could tell. I said smiling, I guess I can put this away while you guys finish. I didn't wait for a response. I took the glass and towel to the kitchen. I take my time, slowly. I rinse the towel, I rinse the glass. I put the glass in the dishwasher and slowly return. As I walk in I'm looking at his hand. He has her hard nipple between his fingers and slowly massaging till he sees me and stops. I politely ask if they are ready. Both said yes. She does another great acting job all the way to the bedroom.
We get her on top of the bed and we have to pull her up onto the pillows. She is on her back talking and fake slurring. She thanked us for our help and was apologizing to Wayne for her behavior. He accepted all but kept telling her he should be the one apologizing and thanking. We left her in that position. After awhile maybe another hour I had Wayne agree to stay the night. As we were going to bed wayne asked if I thought my wife fell asleep again on the bed. I say no idea and why. He said it would be great to get to see her a last time naked. I could tell he had sobered up. I said I'll go see. Nope, my wife was waiting for me. I told her his request. She smiled and got on top of the bedspread. She put both arms behind her head under the pillow and opened her legs. She asked hows this. Good. I went back and said shes somewhat in the same position but definitely out.
We walk in. He just walks up to her and looks down. After a good minute, I asked Wayne, well. Not looking away he said another minute. After his minute we set him up in the guest room and I headed to bed. Next morning we are up drinking coffee. I was not going to mention any of last night we were actually talking about my business. During a lull he said, thank you. I asked for what. He said allowing me to see you wife naked and all of last night. He went on about how much it meant to him. We discussed some of the night. He even apologized for touching her. I laughed and said no problem, damsel in distress comes with hazards. He smiled and said I would take all those hazards.
My wife eventually joined us wearing flannel pjs. We were disappointed. She was apologizing for her drinking too much and behavior. We all laughed it off. Eventually Wayne headed home but promised to return the invite soon.
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