Justin arrived in a flurry of suitcases and hat boxes. She brought the Hartwells' two Siamese, and Jackie was forever tripping over the animals. Teenaged Steve would arrive in a week. Until the school term was over, he was staying with his grandmother.

Chuck's wife was a vivacious blonde of about thirty-six. She had a voluptuous body with big round fits and a full round ass. Her legs were slender for the rest of her, slender and perfect.

Jackie and she hit it off right away. The two women were giggling and chattering like old friends in no time, and the brunette no longer cared about the extra work of having house guests. She hoped the Hartwells would find a house nearby, and she and Justine made a list of homes for sale in the neighborhood.

Meanwhile, Herb went on the road again, and Chuck put a lot of time into learning his new jab.

The two women had spent the day shopping downtown, and now Jackie was busy in the kitchen fixing dinner. When the roast was in the oven, she went into the living room to join the Hartwells in a cocktail.

Sitting back on the sofa with her martini, Jackie watched with amazement as Justine rose up and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She wore only panties, and the brunette wondered if the older woman was tipsy so early in the evening.

"Look at her," the blonde giggled to Chuck. "She thinks I'm drunk!"

Chuck snickered. "Shit, Jackie's no prude."

"I'll bet you thought cunt lovers were just nice people who like cats," she laughed continuing to rub the Siamese.

Jackie watched, amazed. The cat was obviously used to it, and she purred and mewed trying to reach Justine's jiggling tits.