Chapter 15
The Friday which had started with some anxious moments as the JCC bigwigs breathed down the necks of their staff owing to the presence of inspectors was to end in a party mode. The fact that the inspectors who came from the Department of Roads and transport services were also key in the awarding of any tenders appertaining rendered it not only an occasion for the lay-bye inspection, but also that of exhibiting the industrial, commitment, and focused side of JCC. Having both worked within that department, Jilian and Jason knew the expectations from a general point of view to give anything to chance.
"This project is being carried out efficiently" one of the inspectors had said as they appraised work from where the construction started up to the lay-bye.
"We always give it our all" responded Jilian who had made sure that she gave them her utmost patronage which she did so brilliantly.
She was very good at sweet talk, let alone so confident to cast her sexy eyes fixedly on the three gentlemen who had come for the inspection.
"I hope your office will appreciate the work we are doing and grant us the Manburg/Zonex job we recently bade for" she had said so charmingly to them after arriving at the decision that the lay-bye was up to scratch.
"Such a quality job will never go unnoticed Jilian, you've always given it your best and no one can deny that" one of the inspectors whom she addressed as Paul had complimented.
It so happened that they had worked together for 6 months in the Road and transport services department during her decorated tenure before being roped in by Alex as a project partner. She was happy to discover that the young man whom she had worked with and left whilst still a junior had risen above the ranks in a short space of time to become an inspector. As a campaign strategy, she had directed most of her dose of seductive charms towards him during the course of the inspection.
"There is no way JCC can lose the Manburg/Zonex tender when you are now this influential Paul" she had insinuated a hometown decision with a murmur as they conversed in camera.
Paul was originally from Redbury, it is only then that Jilian remembered that he had told her that as she orientated him during his first week on an internship at the Department of Roads and transport services. Having been a Friday, he had taken that opportunity to be with his family for the weekend.
"I am still single and searching" he had responded to her flattering inquiry.
"I remember going out with you guys, are you still drinking though?" she further asked.
"Of course, I still down my Hunters" he responded passionately.
"I'm gonna throw a thank-you party for my staff tonight, can you be available?" she extended an invitation to him.
"Since I'm in town, I'll definitely be there. By the way, I don't have your digits Jilian" he had confirmed his availability as they walked back lackadaisically chatting to join others.
He was born and bred in Redbury and seemed to know everyone who bumped into him as evidenced by the countless cheerful greetings that had been extended to him in a very short space of time during the inspection. Some could just wave, while others could shout out his name as they passed using the detour which was just a few yards off the parallel new road.
"You can be voted the Mayor of Redbury Paul" one of his colleagues had remarked upon realizing that he was widely known in the area.
For him nothing was extraordinary at all; he had grown up there, let alone set a good record not only as a record-breaking high achiever at Redbury Secondary School, where he emerged as the best student before going for varsity but also as a focused young adult improving the social status of his once poor family. By virtue of having a decent salary, he had qualified for a huge bank loan which he put to good use. He had recently finished renovating their once small family house into an exquisite 6 bedroomed castle, let alone furnished it with state-of-the-art furniture. To add to that, was his purchase of a sleek Audi Q7 which he was driving at the time.
In the midst of the inspection proceedings, Jason who normally had a knack for being vocal had been somewhat subdued. It had never occurred to him that he would trump up lies to quell his wife's suspicions. Neither had he ever pushed her to such levels of insecurity nor compared her to anyone as the situation had turned out to be. Delia was facially superior to Jilian whereas the latter was figuratively on another level. Jilian's inciting huge buttocks and decorative heaps made the best of men twist their necks whenever they passed her. The fact that her face was also beautiful, though not as Delia's, made her highly competitive when it came to sex appeal. Jason had discovered that, but that was not a reason, at least by then, to turn his back on a wife he had chosen on both beauty and moral grounds. After all, she had a so-called British body to complement her outstanding facial looks. As they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Jason had seen no structural shortcomings with her ahead of their marriage. For him, she was typical wife material.
His recent intimate dealings with the seductive Jilian had made him subscribe to the notion that God was not only the best scientist but also the best artist ever. What he had seen around Jilian's loin was surreal. Never in his life had he bumped into a woman who had it all as Jilian. The size of her erection engendering clitoris coupled with her dazzling bums and heaps had made him come to understand that God has different formers in his creation stores. It so happened to him that when he woke up next to his naked wife that morning, inevitable reflections of Jilian's inviting structure took over. As he shoved his hand to her pubic area during the morning glory foreplay, it was not a case of landing on two dangling ropes of vaginal flesh as had been the case of late, but that of having to try and locate something that was scarcely there. Delia's clitoric architecture was worlds apart from Jilian's. The moment a mind starts dwelling on such comparative dynamics, one ought to be cautious of undoing their affirmative configurations. Wouldn't those comparisons lead to bouts of mixed feelings whenever they made love? If so, wouldn't that usher in conflicts in the long run?