Wayne & Chason #5 Chason&Jim talk. Wayne shows up.
Chason gave Jim a hug and they went into the house.
"Dad, where's mom?" Chason asked his father and the guy named Jim.
"Your mother and me had a long talk..."
"Without me? What did you say?" Chason paced around the room. "Fuck Jim, you should have waited for me before you said anything."
"I had to tell her about all the years we have been doing shit," Jim said. "Well, she confessed too." He got a beer from the fridge. "Want one?"
"No." Chason said. "She confessed to what?" He sat down at the kitchen table and slipped off his shoes.
"You know all those Thursday afternoon bridge card games she went to?" Jim asked. "Well, she was at some real estate broker's house giving up her cunt and blowing the guy. Like fucking three years." He drank some beer and sat down.
"Really."
"Yeah, and those Tuesday night craft classes she took two street over. She was fucking that high school kid named Ron." Jim took another drink. "Plus, she would do his father too."
"So, what's the deal? Divorce?" Chason unbuttoned his shirt and pulled the tails out of his pants.
"Yes, she will move in with the broker across town. He's a widower and thinks he loves her," Jim said. "However, before she leaves without the house or money, she wants to watch me, and you make love." He downed his beer.
"What the fuck? Dad, dad, that's fucked up," Chason stood up and walked to the living room and back. "We can't do that. What? She could film us and use it to blackmail us." He got two beers and gave one to his father.
"That's only half of it," Jim said. "She wants you to fuck her and wants me to blow her boyfriend." He opened his beer and looked out of the window.