Kendra

As the three of you walk to the car together, you lean over to Kendra and whisper "sit with her in the back, get her wet for me,"

The waitress, whose named you had learned was Kelly, giggled behind the two of you and asked "what are you guys talking about?"

"Just about how nice your ass looks in that pencil skirt, sweetie!" Kendra said as she slipped an arm around Kelly's waist and lightly smacked her ass. Kelly yelped and giggled, unsure of what to do next. Kendra leaned in close to her ear and whispered, almost too quiet for you to hear, "If you liked that, my husband can hit a whole lot better than I can..."

Kelly's breath caught.

You reach the car and hold open the back door for Kelly. Kendra slides in next to her. You close the door behind the two of them and go to the drivers seat to get the three of you home. You notice as you turn the keys in the ignition that Kendra had her arm around Kelly's shoulder, and her other hand on her mid thigh. Kelly looked comfortable but a tad nervous. she asked "why don't you want to sit up front with your husband?"

"well if I'm up there, who's going to keep you company? We can't have you back here all alone..." Kendra replied, a lone finger trailing up Kelly's thigh, towards the hem of the skirt "we like to take care of our guests...."

Kelly whimpered a little, reacting very well to Kendra's sultry voice.

You chatted up Kelly while Kendra went to work, slowly getting her accustomed to her touch. As you were breaking ground on the subject of home town, you heard Kelly breath in suddenly. You turned around to find Kendra's lips on Kelly's neck, on her jaw, on her collarbone. You turned your attention back to the road, but could see in the rear view mirror that Kelly was trying to curb her heavy breathing by biting her lower lip, as Kendra's hand slipped beneath her skirt.

By the time you pulled into your driveway, Kelly's skirt was pulled up around her waist, with Kendra massaging her clit through her red panties. Her blouse had been unbuttoned, and her bra pulled aside so that Kendra could suck on her nipples.

You gave them both a minute to calm down, and to replace their various items of clothing before turning around in your seat, and staring deep into Kelly's and saying "we haven't been totally honest with you, my dear. while we do want to have a drink with you tonight, the real reason we brought you home, to be quite blunt, is so that my lovely wife here may watch me fuck you until you can no longer stand. Is that something you want?"

Kelly nodded vigorously, and bit her lip again, moaning. You get out of the vehicle and open her car door for her. Kelly gets out, taking your outstretched hand. you can see that Kendra's **** had left her a little weak in the knees. You lead her to your front door, and ask her "what's your drink, my dear?"

She timidly answers "I don't drink that much actually,"

You turn to Kendra and say, "Kendra, why don't you fetch that bottle of champagne that we've been saving for a special occasion?"

Kendra nodded demurely, saying "Yes, sir," in her breathiest voice, that she typically reserved for sexy french maid role-play. You lead Kelly to the master bedroom and immediately press your lips to hers, holding her by the waist and pulling her hips into yours. When you break away, pulling your tongue from her mouth, she is practically gasping for air. You sit her down at the edge of your bed, and begin to unbutton her blouse while you kiss her neck and collar bone.

Kendra walked in to the room with the bottle of champagne and 3 glasses, just as you had removed Kelly's blouse and skirt, leaving her in her matching red bra and pantie set. You popped the corked and poured everyone a full glass. You resumed conversation with Kelly, as if nothing had happened between the car and this moment.

After a few minutes of talking, Kelly cleared her throat and said, "You guys seem pretty... open to new things... so I was wondering if you could do something for me. My old boyfriend was too scared to do something like this, so I hope you're down for it"

Kendra sipped her champagne and asked, "what is it, sweetie?"