When Mom got back, I told her, “Dad has a girlfriend.”
“What?” She stared at me open mouthed. Xxx So talk.”
She slapped me a hard one. She looked serious and scared when I came in the front door. He was the guy who defined bland. Should I do anything and just let things slide instead? Do you realize the damage you could cause, the hurt to innocent people?”
“You mean, like a clueless son who sees his mom with a fat old bastard’s cock in her mouth? Coffee over orgasms? We were never close because we were so different. Also he is not the most sexual man I have ever been with. “To be honest, the choice is limited to two men, the man I married and my lover, Carl Erickson.” She looked me straight in the eye for a moment, and then looked down at the floor.
