Justine pranced around the room with the cat in her arms, its long tail caught between her thighs. Chuck moved over to sit next to Jackie and whispered in her ear.

"I told her about us."

"You what?"

"Don't worry, she doesn't care. We do things to spice up our sex life."

"Chuck, how could you tell her?" she hissed.

"That's the arrangement. We both fool around, but the deal is we tell each other everything. It works for us, and that's the main thing. What do you think of Justine. Isn't she a doll?"

Beginning to feel warm, Jackie told him his wife was a dream and she proceeded to watch the blonde dance around the room, her mind a whirl.

Suddenly Justine dropped the cat and pulled her sweater over her head to reveal two huge tits encased in a lace bra. She unhooked the bra and her boobs bounced free.

"I've always thought they were too big," she purred, cupping her huge globes and moving over to sit next to Jackie on the sofa. "Do you think my titties are too big?"

The blonde licked her lips and practically pushed her boobs into Jackie's face. The brunette gulped down the rest of her drink and asked Chuck for another. Things were getting crazy around here. She decided to go along with whatever happened, but she wanted to be tanked up first.

She stared at the sexy blonde and told her tits were just perfect. Chuck handed her a fresh martini and Jackie drank it down in four gulps.

Justine stood up and slipped out of her skirt. Her panties covered her round asscheeks and she stood in front of Jackie now, tottering around on her high heels and swaying her hips.

"Best ass in the west, huh?" Chuck chuckled. "Except for yours, of course," he said, grinning at Jackie. Jackie blanched.

Justine's eyes sparkled. "Don't be embarrassed, dear. I'm glad it's out in the open. Now we can all let our hair down, so to speak."