Thank God for babysitters

Talk about the worst date night ever. Marie, my wife, started drinking from the get-go way too early, and by dessert, she was smashed. I mean, I get it. We have triplets and they are a handful, but this was supposed to be our anniversary and she drank it away. I was slightly drunk but nowhere near her level, nor could I get there as now I was paying a babysitter to watch triplets while I babysat my wife.

She stumbled out of the taxi door and almost face-planted into the snow. I sighed and hoisted her up by one arm and walked her into the house. Joss, our babysitter was sitting on the couch with three passed out toddlers. Thank god, at least they were out. She began to turn off the TV but I shook my head.

“Could you stay a little later? I’ve got to get her into bed.”

Joss, a gorgeous girl with high cheekbones, a wide smile and willowy ballet dancers figure nodded.

“Sure. I’ll get the boys into bed.”

“Thanks, doll.” Doll? Shit, maybe I was drunk. She blushed but then started to slowly lift the toddlers while I slowly lifted my wife into bed. Marie was still beautiful don’t get me wrong. Big tits and what use to be an hour-glass bod with long dark hair, she was Latina and we always used to have the best sex together. Lately, not so much. Which is what tonight was SUPPOSED to be about. I sighed as I undressed her and helped her into bed. Then I got on top of her on a whim. If she wasn’t going to be present tonight, then so be it, I could still get off real quick. Unzipping my slacks I popped my cock out and felt for her hole. I was semi-hard but hardened as I began to pump into her. She was my wife and I was going to get laid. Her body rocked beneath me, big tits bouncing with my movements. But she was unconscious. so sexy purrs, or moans, just my passed out wife with a semi-dry cunt.

I felt completely unsatisfied but still incredibly horny.