Chapter 3

Jane entered and stood in front of Sally. “I hope that wife of yours appreciates what a great-looking woman you are.”

Sally’s eyes focused on Jane. “You think I’m good looking?” she asked coyly.

“You’ve got to be kidding. Matt, isn’t she just something?” Jane stared at Matt, who nodded at her.

“If you weren’t gay, I’d love to fuck you,” he said.

She laughed. “Was that a compliment?”

“You bet,” he said. “I’d give anything to watch you with my wife.”

“Oh, you would, would you?”

“Oh, yeah,” he said, putting down his drink. Your tits are so…”

He didn’t finish, his fingers playing around at her cleavage. I thought Sally would slap him, but she didn’t. Jane lowered her head and pulled down the low “V” of Sally’s dress. Sally was braless, and her tits popped out.

“Oh, they’re great tits,” Jane said. “You wouldn’t mind if I gave them a little kiss, would you?”

“I don’t really think we should,” Sally said. “I’m not comfortable with Matt being here.”