She came in with a pile of clothes. I was so relieved that she had taken my clothes from the terrace before it gets wet. Thanked her so much and asked...her to stay for a coffee. I was just in my boxers and she was staring at my chest and smiling ever so faintly. So I didn’t make an attempt to wear a shirt either. She volunteered to prepare the coffee. I obliged and showed her the kitchen. She tied her hair into a bun and then tucked her pallu to the waist. That scene was so mind-blowing that I. ”I was thinking about what she meant by six digits and then it hit me. They expected this to cost at least $100,000. “Holy Christ! A hundred grand?”“Probably more.”I glanced at her mid-section. “Did he also say when we have to start providing naming rights on the new stadium?”“GRIM!” she squawked, punching me in the arm.“I mean, I’m in favor of new stadiums as much as the next sports fan, but I wasn’t planning on starting construction this summer, you know.”Kelly continued squawking and. I caught that look and felt it within me too, the whole of Jill cried out to me, I craved her. I wanted to take her there in front of our new friend, in front of the world even.And I wouldn't have cared, I would have fucked her so deeply and lost myself completely in my desire for her. Looking across, I again begun to stare at the exotic fruit that protruded from Marcel. I caught his eyes bearing down on my wife, filled with her form, and I knew we were all suffering the same urges. I sensed. "Too soon," I muttered. "Might not be home."What about calling her at six?I shook my head again. No. That might be too soon, as well. She might be out jogging or running or exercising or whatever it is she does.All right, how about seven? Surely she must be done by then.I sat on the edge of the couch and thought about it. Seven o'clock. No, let's make it seven-thirty, just to be on the safe side.Ok, but what're you going to do until then?Make dinner.And that's how I busied myself for the next.