“Your wife is fucking gorgeous.”

That perked me up. I was always getting told how pretty Sarah was, but the word choice and the awe in Delilah’s voice made me pay attention. She was new to my office, and I’d invited her to the party because she’d just moved to town and didn’t know a soul aside from her coworkers.

She was small and dark-haired with big anime-like blue eyes, the complete antithesis of my wife, who was tall with long brown hair and feline green eyes. I tried to picture them both naked together and decided I liked the image rather well.

“I certainly think so,” I said, flipping burgers. She’d stuck close to me through the barbeque, which I’d anticipated. Me and two other people from the office were the only folks she knew.