Boyfriend

“Please Bobby; don’t make it any harder than it has to be.”

“Is he better in bed than me? Got a bigger dick? His tongue maybe a foot long?”

“He isn’t any better, only different, but it isn’t about sex. It is a matter of our souls being in tune with each other.”

“So how many times have you come home to me and let me fuck pussy that had just been used by him?”

“Only a couple of times Bobby, but again, it wasn’t about sex.”

“So how do you see this happening?”

“I’ve seen a lawyer and he is drawing up papers for a divorce based on irreconcilable differences. A straight fifty-fifty asset split and I’m not asking for alimony.”

Just then the doorbell rang and Amber said “I think that’s for you.”

I went to the door and opened it to find a man I didn’t know standing there. “Robert Dawson” he asked I said yes. He handed me an envelope and said “You have been served.”

I walked back to the table and threw the envelope down on it as I said “You sure aren’t letting any grass grow under your feet are