I lifted her arm in hopes she would wake up, but no such luck. I decided I was just going to have to carry her. So I hooked my arms under her shoulder... and slid her toward me out the car door. Once her legs were clear, I scooped her up like you would a child and held her there while attempting to shut the door.I carried her in the house and started up the stairs. About half way upstairs, she woke up enough to realize she was being carried.“I’m so sorry I fell asleep,” she said as she threw her. I put my arm around her and placed my hand on her tit then pushed my crotch hard up against her rump. Almost instantly my cock started to rise. I felt her move her leg to allow me to pass between her legs.“Do you love me?”“You know I do. Why do you ask?”“I’m not always a good wife. You want me to be an angel but I’m not like that.”“I know. You don’t have to tell me that.” I wished to hell she would shut up. Holding her felt good but I didn’t want to be reminded that she was fucking her friend’s. " and she started heading off to the deep end.She stopped when she got to the corner. "Okay, now what?" I asked. She reached out and touched me. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "I want it." I was aware of swimmers splashing the water no more than a few metres behind me. "But what if someone sees?" "Don't worry, we'll be discreet", she breathed. "I've not got a condom," I said. Actually, this wasn't strictly true. I had two in my jacket pocket that I keep with me should the need. Even though I had always been attracted to curvier women, I could recognize she had a tight, sculpted body. Her hair was not my favorite - kind of like a middle-aged mom, and since she would have been in her early 20's at the time, it was too early to adopt a fashion like that, IMO. So it was no big loss.Somehow I found myself out on a second double-date with my friend, his girl, and this girl (who thought I was too brainy). I guess I really didn't have much else going on a the time. Well, this.