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As the three of you walk to the car together, you lean over to Kendra and whisper "I'm going to sit with her in the backseat, get her nice and wet. What do you think about that?,"

Kendra looks up at you, eyes wide and bright. She bites her lower lip and nods vigorously before saying, "That sounds so hot! I'll just have to sit there and try not to watch!"

Kendra gets a faraway look in her eyes, but snaps back to attention when you pinch her full ass and wink. You come up behind the waitress, Kelly, and put your arm over her shoulder. She gasped, but didn't pull away or move your hand. The three of you walked together to the car, talking casually, but teasingly and flirtatiously.

You open the backseat for Kelly, and slide in next to her as Kendra gets in the front seat. Kelly looks up at you with wide doe eyes and says "why aren't you sitting up front with your wife?"

"If I did", you respond, "who would sit back here to keep you company?" As you finish, you place your hand on her knee and squeeze. Kelly giggles as the car pulls out of the parking lot.

On the way back to your house, as you keep Kelly distracted with conversation, your hand roams further and further up, eventually playing with the Hem of the pencil skirt. As Kendra pulls into the driveway, your hands withdraw, and Kelly looks almost disappointed.

The three of you walk into your house together, Kelly lightly holding onto your arm. As soon as the door closes, you push Kelly up against it, and kiss her, hard. After a short moment, you break it off, eliciting a quiet whimper from Kelly. You turn to look at Kendra. Instead of seeing jealousy and anger, you see lust. Turning back to Kelly, you say, "Do you want me to fuck you?" Kelly nods.

"Is it okay if my wife watches?" You ask, motioning to her slightly swaying form.

Kelly nods again hesitantly.

"Then let me show you the bedroom,"