Yes

"I'm not sure what's going on," said Aubrey.

"It's simple, Roger and his wife, who loves to be called 'Cum Lips' are moving in here, and I'm taking over their apartment. It's all perfectly OK; in fact, I think you'd love having Cum Lips here so you can have another woman in the house to talk with."

Aubrey screwed up her face in deep thought. "Yeah, that sounds good."

"Good, come with me. We'll let Roger handle arrangements here. What's your husband's name?"

"James McArthur Smith the third."

"Ah, fine name and deserving of such a beautiful wife."

Aubrey smiled. "How kind."

William took Aubrey next door. Cum Lips was still on her hands and knees.

"Who's that?" asked Honey Tits.

"This is Aubrey," said William. "She lives across the hall with her husband James. She wants to be a better wife. Isn't that right, Aubrey?"

Aubrey was staring in disbelief at her neighbor in such a humiliating pose. "Well, I always want to be a better wife."

"So tell us, when was the last time you woke James up with a blowjob?"

"What? Well, I...I never did."

"What?!" said William in a shocked voice. "and you call yourself a wife?"

"I know...I'm...it's just..."

"No excuses!" said William. "I think Honey Tits here is the perfect woman to whip you into shape."

"Honey Tits?"

"That's her name," said William, "and you will refer to her as Mistress Honey Tits. Since you walked in here, you've been wondering what it would be like to have a female mistress."

Aubrey went to speak, but could not find any words.

"Aubrey, when we finish with you, you will be the obedient, frisky and dutiful wife James deserves, and Honey Tits will turn you on to the joys of bisexuality. You agree to all of this, right?"

Aubrey, now blushing deeply and breathing through her mouth, just nodded.