Dad drained his beer, and cracked open another. “Can’t. We didn’t sign a pre-nup. Combine that with the fact that I cheated on her left, right, and center, and even got another woman pregnant, and she’ll eat me alive in divorce court. I don’t need her to agree to a divorce, I need her to agree to a friendly settlement too.”
“Not willing to let the cash go, huh?”
“Not at all. I don’t enjoy making her suffer, but if she doesn’t want to leave then she’s free to stay and watch me fuck around. No skin off my bones.”
“You’re a cold man, pops.”
“Just like you, son. Why do you care so much?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. It sucks to see her sad for no reason. Honestly, I think she should have seen this coming. I’ve heard the stories. You were always a whore.”
Dad burped loudly and opened another beer for me. “I’m an attractive, half-black, stallion with a shit load of money. Plus, Lee’s ambitious. I bet she thought that she could tame me. I tried, son. God knows I tried. I married her because I thought a nice, traditional woman like her would make for a good mother. And I guess she has, but, as a husband, I need more. Vanilla sex once a month isn’t enough for my son and daughter are grown. Tony is out of the house and you’re only here for the free food. I don’t need a wife anymore. Sad to say it, but that’s the truth.”
“I get your point. Believe me, I do. Still, you can’t deny that Leanne has done nothing to deserve this. Admittedly, she likes to argue for every little thing sometimes. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t deserve to be happy.”
“I feel like a dick doing it. I’ve tried everything I could think off. One of the reasons she doesn’t want to get divorced is because of her parents. The in-laws are straight from India, and, my god, they are a pain in the ass. I told her that we could work something out. We don’t have to get divorced. I can do my thing and she can do hers. I told her that she could go and fuck around as much as she wants. Fuck her boss, get a train ran on her in a back alley, live her life. She didn’t take that well at all. Something about me not loving her or blah blah.”
Hearing his words, my pores opened, my mouth flooded with drool, and a shiver coursed through my body.
“You’re saying that it’s okay if she fucks other guys?”
Dad took one look at me and burst out laughing. “Holy shit. You are definitely your mother’s son. She was just like that. One word, a stiff fucking breeze, and she would be ready to go for hours. Yeah, Roy, she can fuck who she wants. I’ve been fucking around for years and I don’t particularly care if she does the same. Honestly, I don’t know if I ever loved her, poor girl. I know what you’re thinking. If you think you can pull it off then go right ahead. You’d be doing me a huge favor.”
The conversation lapsed into silence. Dad turned his attention to the basketball game. My mind was racing a mile a minute, digesting what he had told me, and coming up with a plan to make Leanne my own.
“You think you can help me out?” I asked. “She still sees you as her adoring husband. If you help me I can make it happen.”