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You and your wife Olivia enjoy your time together and with others.

As the girl slumps over in her seat, clearly feeling the effects of whatever was in her drink, Olivia grins wickedly at you. She leans down and whispers into the girl's ear. "You have no idea what kind of fun we're going to have with you tonight."
Her hand moves between your legs, teasingly close to your crotch as she begins to stroke you through your pants. "Why don't we take her back to our place and really show her a good time?"
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As you pull into your driveway, Olivia carefully slides out of the backseat and moves around to help the unconscious girl out as well. Once they're both on the ground, Olivia leans down and whispers in the girl's ear again, "Time to wake up, sweetheart."
She gives the girl a sharp slap across the face, just hard enough to sting but not bruise.

With a nod towards me, Olivia leads Jessica through the living room, down the hall and into one of our guest bedrooms. "This is where you'll be staying with us tonight," she explains, gesturing around the spacious room. "Do you need anything?" Her voice is soft, reassuring.

I stand out in the hall, looking in, watching. Her proclivities aside, Olivia was always a warm and welcoming soul. That is, until the circumstances were right for her to be a bit more stern and demanding.

"Just make yourself at home," Olivia says with a smile. "I'll be right back to help you get comfortable." With that, she closes the door, leaving Jessica alone in the room for a moment. The pale girl takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she looks around at her surroundings.
After a few moments, Olivia returns with a bottle of lotion and a pair of soft cotton panties. "Why don't you get out of those clothes?" She motions towards the bed. "