The balcony had never been very large but it had once had a view of Times Square. Today the square was only visible through the gaps in the letters of...the neon signs that covered the front of the building. If you stood in just the right spot you could see the illuminated ball that would drop at midnight through the middle of an O. "I have champagne if you promise not to spill it." My quip was rewarded with the hint of a smile so I poured her a glass. "Dom Perignon," I continued showing her. Will you let him fuck me first she asks, i reply hmmmm that would be hot. Linda says wait here I'll let him in and explain, give me 5 minutes and come through to the living area. Linda exits the bedroom leaving the door ajar and goes to open the apartment door. I hear her say hello before I hear the door close. I recognise his voice say hmm slut Fucking hot bitch, Suck my cock. I wait five minutes by my watch, I can hear lots of grunts and moans. Linda sounds to be really getting off on. ...she had gotten a great deal on it. I rang the bell and she came to the door wearing a tank top and jeans with 5" heels on, she looked wonderful. I hugged her and she kissed me and said welcome to my new home. I told her how nice it was and how happy i was for her. She told me the best part was it was hers free and clear from her divorce settlement. Marilyn looked so good, in the tight shape fitting jeans and heels and the sleeveless top with a pushup Bra doing its best to stay under the. I nodded, I had to think. We'd talked for two hours straight. In the end we'd adjourned to come back the next day and figure it out. **** I was sitting outside on the patio of the Typhoon waiting for them. They were early, but I was earlier. "Hi," I said. My tone seemed to calm them. "Hi, stud," said my wife; she was still that. I frowned. "I'm no stud. You've made that plain enough, the both of you, so no more nonsense, okay?" I said. "Okay, Conrad, no offense, I was just trying to be,.