Tae and Tee are a happily married couple. Still so in love. But they are struggling with money. Then someone approaches them with a proposal. A lifetime financial security, a solution for all their troubles. In exchange for something indecent.
Since...
Tae found a small apartment which he can afford and moved in, taking Rufus with him. It's only a shabby shack, he didn't have much space.
After making a coffee he flipped through the morning paper looking for any job openings. Accidently his hand brushed against something and he saw that his sneakers are on the coffee table. He smiled remembering how Tee got stark raving mad at seeing shoes on table tops. He placed the shoes on the floor. Then he picked up his undershirt from the floor and placed it on a chair.
He doesn't know why he's bothering, especially now that he's got no one to scold him. He pretended that the stinging in his eyes is from the too hot coffee he just drank.
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"Okay ladies!"
Tee clapped and switched on the radio.
"One, two, and three..."
The beat started and he began stretching.
"Inhale...... exhale......"
He examined the bunch of old ladies in his zumba class. Some are having trouble lifting their limbs but Tee really enjoyed his bi weekly sessions with the golden ladies. Plus he didn't like it when he's got too much free time on his hands. He thought too much. It's good to be occupied.
"Let's go!"
"One, two... the side.... Three four... forward.... back.... alright...."
He went with the beat.
He was enjoying himself so much he didn't realize that he had a new addition to the class.
His mouth fell open and the old ladies started giggling.
Mr. Billionaire extraordinaire is standing at the back of the Zumba class and doing a terrible job of dancing to the beat. And the ladies are having the time of their lives.
Tee marched to the back trying to keep a straight face.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
He hissed, glaring at Kimmon who chose himself to dress in an Armani track suite completed with a navy blue head band to keep his hair out of his forehead.
"Trying to get fit!"
He panted doing exaggerated hip movements.
"Okay, get real. Kimmon!"
Tee placed his hands on his hips.
"What do you want from me?"
Kimmon smiled and now all the ladies are listening with interest.
"I want to ask you out."
Kimmon grinned like an idiot.
The ladies oohed and ahhed. They were all smitten with the smooth and sweet talking rich man.
