What Could Go Wrong At The Bachelorette Party, A series. Part two
Characters:
Tom Fitzpatrick, bastard child of Bill and Elaine Fitzpatrick
Bill Fitzpatrick, Jr. half-brother of Tom
Molly Fitzgerald soon to be Bill's ex-wife in a throuple.
Phillipe Rambaldi my biological father
Renee Dumont Tom's ex-fiancΓ©e, Phillipe's niece
Hailey Fitzgerald mother of four of Bill's children and soon to be his wife
Bill Fitzpatrick Sr. Bill Jr.'s dad
Elaine Fitzpatrick Bill and Tom's mother cuckholdress of Bill Senior
We first met Tom and his family here:
https://www.literotica.com/s/what-goes-wrong-at-bachelorette
A reader reached out and asked for the follow up so here you go. I've appended an edited first part and if you want to start there go ahead.
We were quiet as we drove South down I-5 after crossing the border at Blaine. We both were hung over and I broke the quiet and said, "I'm going to my doctor's and get checked for STDs. My dick hurt so bad when I peed this morning."
Bill laughed and he said, "You are definitely Phillipe's son, you're hung like a mule."
I said, ignoring him, "Has Molls reached out to you with respect to Phillipe and the honey trap?"
He said, "Let me turn on my phone, there was no service in Canada."
For the next several minutes his phone sounded like wind chimes as texts and emails hit Bill's phone. He looked at text messages first kid stuff from his kids from Molls and Hailey both. He did know how he was going to unwind the kids that he'd raised that were not his. Then he started looking at his emails and grunted.
He said, "Molls filed for divorce, my attorney was ready and counter-filed with pictures, depositions and then leaked video and depositions to the Seattle Times.
She did nothing for you unless she's only copied it or sent it to your email. My attorney said that he's negotiating with Netflix for a Spy Movie and a polyamory melodrama."
I said, "Oh boy, I'm going to pull over next exit and get some coffee, do you want anything?"
Bill said, "Get some apple fritters and tall black with some cream."
I drove through a mom and pop coffee stand and got it all for us and there was a gravel covered field and pulled over. The coffee and fritters were incredible.
"I wish I could find someone and open a coffee shop with fritters and donuts and make babies, Bill. I've been avoiding opening my phone, I hope to God there's no bullshit from Renee nor Phillipe. I'm so disappointed in Molls, I hoped the whole trip that somehow this would resolve in your favor, but trying to stab you in the back again. Total shit-show for sure. I can't trust a damn thing she does now."
I continued, "If mom had not fucked that guy, I wouldn't be here. But she did and now everything is fucked up. You've treated me right, but I think, I'm going to leave the whole area, maybe go active duty again. Your Dad hates me, I hate my mom. It's all fucked."
I turned on my phone. There were not as many notes as I expected. One from Molls that I opened and it was simply, "I cannot represent you in any way, I'm sorry, " I showed it to Bill."
He said, "She put herself first."