Eric (Men of Honor 2)

My son was almost done with high school, and I was looking forward to being free and single. Single I’ve been for the better part of the last ten years. Only because I wasn’t about to expose my son to any more disappointment like he’d faced when his mother walked out on us when he was barely eight years old.

I’ve had plenty of bed partners, don’t get me wrong. But I never brought a woman home to my son until Justine was never even tempted. She’d played hard to get at first, but in the end, I wore her down, and now here we are. I looked over at her sprawled out in my bed and had to have a serious mental discourse with my dick.

In the first few weeks of our marriage, I’d fucked him raw, and it looked like he hadn’t learned his lesson. “Down, boy!” I ran my hand over my cock to push him back down, and it came away wet with her juices and mine. “Stay in bed, babe, I’ll go see the kids off.” I kissed her shoulder as she mumbled something and cuddled my pillow as I got up and headed for the shower.

I ran the risk of missing them on their way to school, but if I go down there smelling like sex and looking like I’d just crawled out of bed, I’ll never hear the end of it. Fucking teenagers think they know everything, and my boy Tyler is the worst of the bunch.

I found myself smiling as I stood under the shower, feeling truly happy for the first time in as long as I can remember. Until Justine and Lora, my new stepdaughter, Tyler, was the only thing in my life that gave me joy. Sure it was good to see my financial bracket grow from damn near nothing to almost nine figures, but that was just money.

My boy had made me proud every day of his life and has been my source of pride and joy for the past eighteen years. Now I’m looking forward to doing it all again with a real woman this time. I turned off the water at the same time that I closed off thoughts of my ex. The day had started out way too good for that shit.

Eric

I saw the kids off and headed to the office, feeling light and happy. I guess it showed because more than one person commented on it, right before asking about my new wife of a few months. They might as well have come right out and asked me if I got laid, nosy fucks.

“Morning, sir, your ex-wife is on the phone again.” My secretary greeted me with that, and from the look on her face, I can only imagine the ex’s bullshit shenanigans this time. I huffed out a breath and walked into my office without answering her. I was of a mind not to pick up the phone; there really wasn’t much left to say between Janine and me, not after she walked out on our son and me so many years ago.

I’m not salty or anything; the truth is she doesn’t even cross my mind unless she Bogart her way in where she’s neither wanted nor needed. I was already over her shit back then, but Tyler had been devastated, and that’s something I can never forgive her for.

I have no respect for any man or woman that can throw away their kid the way she had. Divorce is one thing, the bitch didn’t want me anymore, fair enough; I’m a grown-ass man. But to walk away from an impressionable little boy without a backward glance and without explanation, fuck her.

“What do you want, Janine?”

“Is that any way to talk to your wife?”

“My wife is at home in my bed.” Silence, long and uncomfortable, not my problem.

“So, your little gold digger doesn’t work?” Click! I hung up and ignored my secretary when she called through to say Janine was on the phone again.

I won’t tell her to ignore her calls or block her; she’s Tyler’s mom, after all. And even though I’m his primary caregiver and has been since the divorce, my son is old enough and smart enough to decide if he wants her out of his life. Until that day comes, I’ll put up with her annoying ass unless she verbally attacks my wife, something she’s grown quite fond of doing here of late.

It amazes me that she never even looked in my direction in years until now. Back when I first started doing better for myself, she’d tried slithering her way back into my good graces. Because the asshole she’d left me for had money, and I was pretty much scraping the bottom of the barrel, she’d forfeited her parental rights in lieu of any alimony or anything else from me.