Roger checks with Becky.

This was a difficult decision to make and as a diligent husband, Roger felt it prudent to consult with his wife before making it. He picked up his phone and dialed up Becky's number, checking the screen to find her still in the room. Becky perked up. She had been busying herself while you were going through the letter. She looked like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar, the jar being hidden between her legs. Her phone buzzed again inside her purse and she quickly hiked up her panties and scurried over to it.

"Hello?" Becky answered, "Roger, where are you? What's taking so long, everyone else has left already!"

Roger debated whether or not he should tease his wife. Watching her on video had riled him up earlier and now, catching her in the middle of self pleasuring, he was even more turned on. "I know..." he replied, "I can see you on a monitor right now..."

"You what?!" Becky almost shouted, turning bright red and looking around to spot the camera. "Where?" She held the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she threw the dress back on.

"Don't worry about that right now, I found something that could help us get a leg in on the inheritance!"

"Don't worry? Who else can see me? Did you see what I was just..." she was too embarrassed to finish the sentence.

"Hon! Uncle Carmine gave me a cheat sheet to win this competition! Should I use it? The entire estate is on the line!"

"The whole estate?" Becky perked up. She mouthed quietly to herself, "Holy shit!" Then said Roger, "Of course you take it! If he gave you the answers, there must have been a reason for it!"

"Alright, but it's a little weird..." Roger explained.

"For a billion dollars? Heck, I'd do anything for that!" Becky replied.

"Funny you should say that, hon..." Roger started.

"Why is that funny?" Becky asked, not amused.

"Well, the first part of the instructions..."