Undressing my drunk wife

[dr.undress]

This is probably not the most exciting story, but as this is not something that happens often to me, I got a tremendous thrill out of it. My wife and I had some friends over for a dinner party recently. She ended up drinking a bit too much wine and fell asleep on the couch shortly after everyone left. I let her sleep while I cleaned up, thinking she would wake up and go to bed on her own (she never drinks to the point of passing out). As I finished cleaning the kitchen, I realized that she was passed out cold. I touched her face and she didn't flinch. I lifted her arms and they just dropped back down. I didn't want to leave her on the couch all night, and so after I got myself ready for bed, I realized I would have to put her to bed. She woke up somewhat when I took her shoes off and lifted her up by the arms. She asked what was going on. I told her I was taking her to bed, and she protested like a drunk girl does. "I wanna sleep on the couch" she slurred. I said no, we are going to bed. She couldn't walk on her own and could barely hold herself up, and so I put my arms around her, under her arms, and walked behind her to the bedroom. And here's where the fun began. I sat her on the bed and got her changed. I started by pulling her shirt up over her head and setting it aside. She is not exactly helping me, but she's not protesting too much. Just your typical sleepy drunk girl muttering. Then, I unhooked her bra and pulled it off her shoulders. I set her bra aside as an erection grew in my pants, and let her sit on the bed topless for a minute as I walked over to her closet to find a tank top for her to sleep in. I make sure to slide my hands around her bare breasts while I put the thin top on her. Feeling her bare skin like this is very exciting. As I pull the shirt down over her head and pull her arms through, one breast pops out at the neckline, and so naturally I take it in my hand to rearrange it, making sure to slide my fingers across her hard pink nipple in the process (she got cold sitting there topless!). Next, I lay her down on her back and unbutton her jeans. It takes every ounce of my own half-drunk willpower not to pull off her black bikini panties along with her jeans, but I manage. I pull off her jeans and toss them aside onto the floor. Then I go for her socks, which is one of my favorite moments as a foot fetishist. I pull them off one at at time, spending a second caressing each bare foot in the process as I reveal her pretty little toes. I slowly retrieve a skimpy pair of pajama shorts from her closet and slip them up her legs and around her waist. She turns over onto all fours to climb under the covers, and I give her a a nice firm push with my hand directly between her legs. I tuck her in and give her a deep kiss goodnight before undressing myself while she watched in a drunken daze. I sleep nude and had a throbbing erection at this point, which she must have seen before I climbed into bed, though she didn't say anything about it. We didn't have sex that night, but this was a fun way to end the night just the same!

The next morning, she didn't remember a thing.

What might you have done differently in my situation? Have you been in a similar situation before? What did you do?

[shnowballs]

Originally Posted by dr.undress

What might you have done differently in my situation? Have you been in a similar situation before? What did you do?

It's happened a few times in my relationship with my mrs and the one difference between you and me is: while I will help her out of her clothes, I've never once put anything back on her! In other words, on those occasions when I have had to help her out of her clothes, she's ended up sleeping in (at most) her panties.

Years and years ago, we had a funny one where a friend of mine was involved. You might enjoy reading it....
https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...0&postcount=61

[piecenick]

It wasn't my wife, it was her sister with the drinking problem. She lived alone after her divorce and she would frequently spend weekends with us, she loved playing with our kids, and since she was eye candy, I didn't mind at all. After the kids went to bed we would open a bottle of wine or I would make a pitcher of margaritas and we put on jammies and watch a movie on the old VHS. SIL always had a bottle of vodka hidden in her purse, after my wife and I went to bed, she would have a few more drinks. Several times we'd wake up to a naked SIL sprawled on the couch, dead to the world. My wife and I would get her to the bed in the guest room where she could sleep it off.

SIL was a hottle, but this got old when the kids got up early and wanted to know why their favorite aunt was naked in the den. My wife finally told her to clean up her act or no more weekends. She stopped falling asleep on the sofa, but alcohol claimed her at an early age. Too bad.

[dr.undress]

Originally Posted by SyFoster

I had a few thoughts and impulses. One was to get naked myself and fuck her crazy. The other was to run back out and get those two guys, bring them in, and let them see her naked; maybe even watch me fuck her; or even see if she would give them handjobs. She would have been fine with any of those. However, in the end, I was a gentleman. I put a pillow under her head, a blanket over her, kissed her forehead, and left her alone so she could sleep it off.

Wow! such a hot story. My mind was racing with similar thoughts like just stripping her naked and using her hard, but I, too, decided to be a gentleman. Now I'm just thinking about getting her drunk more often!

[Duran Duran]

I’ve only ever helped my wife after a really drunk session into her sleeping clothes once but nothing of note happened. She was too drunk so not interesting.

Of more interest though a little off topic…
my wife never wants to have sex sober. She says if she isn’t at least a little tipsy she won’t do the more kinky stuff that she likes. She said she enjoys the lack of inhibitions that come with a few drinks… so do I!

This new world for young folk of voicing consent and not doing anything when a woman is even a little drunk is something my wife can’t understand. She is quite traditional in that respect.

[JonThink]

My wife got drunk and passed out on the sofa at a party we were attending. After awhile, it was obvious that she was not going to come back to life that evening. The host and hostess said that they had a spare bedroom where we could spend the night. So the host and I carried her to bed. Once there, he left to go back to the party and their guests. We had no spare clothes with us, so I just stripped her down (she was commando) nude and put her under the covers for the night. Later in the evening I went a little too heavy on the booze and got really intoxicated. I staggered into that same bedroom after saying goodnight and passed out on the bed. The only problem was that my wife had somehow kicked the covers off of her, and she was bare ass naked. It was all I could do to make it to the bed, and I failed to shut the door behind me. I passed out on top of the covers and was too inebriated to pull the covers back over my wife -- making it impossible for my wife to ever pull up any covers over her. However, the next morning I was still on top of the covers, the bedroom door was still open, and my wife was still sleeping it off. The only person awake around the house was the host. And, yet, my wife had a blanket over her nude body. Go figure.

[nudony]

Originally Posted by shnowballs

It's happened a few times in my relationship with my mrs and the one difference between you and me is: while I will help her out of her clothes, I've never once put anything back on her!

Same here. Back in our dating days the wife and I got wasted pretty regularly. When we'd get home she'd black out and I'd pull all her clothes off of her. She'd wake up the next morning butt naked and spread out on top of the sheets (she didn't usually sleep nude) and be like "WTF?!"

[arsicus]

My wife in her younger days would (very occasionally) drink so much that she would pass out, but the difference is I would never undress her… she undressed herself! She’d strip fully nude (she wouldn’t normally sleep nude) and then just be out cold for the night. Never understood why but I didn’t complain.