Tim Chase sat at the quiet bar waiting for the takeout sandwiches he had ordered. His best friend as well as business partner, Will Davis, was making phone calls from his truck while Tim had gone inside to pick up their lunch. It was unusual for a nice restaurant like "David's Place" to offer take out lunches. The food was very good and Tim always tried to get a lunch there when he was in the area.
Tim was considering his afternoon work schedule when he heard a very familiar laugh. Curiosity drove him to get off his stool and walk a few feet so he could have a view of the dining area. His heart sank as he took in the sight.
Tim's sister-in-law, Dana, was seated in a secluded corner with Matt Larson. They were far too familiar for two married people who were with someone other than their spouses.
Tim felt bile rise in his throat as he watched Matt drop his hand over Dana's shoulder and lightly caress her left breast over her blouse. Tim's distaste for the scene didn't stop him from pulling his phone from his pocket and checking his contacts. Tim felt that he had no options. He had to explain the situation to Dana's husband, who was sitting in a truck in the parking lot at that very moment.
Tim's next call was going to be to his wife, Mandy. She would be extremely disappointed in her sister, but Tim felt it would be wrong to keep something this life altering from her. The truth was always best in the long run. As Tim found Will's number, he was stunned to see Mandy emerge from the ladies room and join Dana and Matt at their table. Especially damning was the fact that Matt didn't bother to remove his hand from Dana's breast. Mandy appeared to be unfazed by the sordid display!
By this time, Will had answered his cell. Tim had trouble speaking as his mind raced through numerous scenarios, none of which were appealing in any way. He remained silent until Will demanded to know why he had called.
"Will, get your ass in here. There's shit going down that you need to see," Tim responded before disconnecting.
Less than half a minute later, Will came through the door and immediately found Tim waiting for him. Will sent a questioning look at Tim who simply tilted his head in the direction of the dining room.
Will turned his attention from Tim to quickly glance at the dining area before returning his focus to Tim. Will had a confused look. Both men started as Dana's familiar laugh suddenly carried across the dining room.
Will jerked his head back and more carefully scanned the room. It was obvious to Tim when Will's eyes finally identified Dana. A scowl formed on his face as he began to walk rapidly across the dining room. Tim still had his phone in his hand as he hurried to catch his friend. He had pulled up the video mode just before Will had entered the restaurant.
Will had moved with surprising stealth for a man consumed with rage. He reached Matt Larson before anyone seated at the table even realized Dana's husband was in the room.
Will's fist landed squarely in the center of Matt's lecherous grin with considerable force. The blow caused Matt to go over backwards, breaking the chair he was in when it struck the tile floor.
Matt had reflexively grabbed Dana's left tit as he began his short journey. Dana yelped as a large section of her blouse was ripped from chest area and her left bra cup was pulled almost to her shoulder exposing the creamy white breast it had so recently concealed. Her right breast was also exposed as the cup holding it had traveled several inches up Dana's chest as well.
Will looked down on the semiconscious form of Matt Larson and deliberately spat on the supine man's face. "Fuck you, Matt Larson. The next time I see you, I'll put you in the hospital, you miserable fuck."
"Will? What are you doing here?" Dana asked in bewilderment. "It wasn't what it may have looked like. Matt's just a friend."
"That's it? That's all you've got?" Will responded with a mirthless laugh. "It was just lunch. He always plays with your tits while he's eating lunch? They're hanging out now, as a matter of fact."
Dana gasped when she looked down at her exposed breasts. She quickly pulled her bra back into place as her face turned a bright red.
"That was an accident. Matt tried to grab something to keep from going over backward. There was nothing going on. Your behavior was irrational and dangerous."
"I never realized how easily and often you lied, Dana," Will replied before he turned to Tim.
"You saw Matt holding Dana's tit, didn't you, Tim?"
"Yeah, I saw it and I videoed it," Tim answered as he kept recording. "I'll send you a copy when this shit-show is over."
"Tim! You'll do no such thing," Mandy declared as she finally found her voice. "You're not getting involved in Dana's personal life. She needs to work this out with Will. Your interference won't help matters. Delete that video."
"I'm glad that I'm still recording this shit," Tim snarled. "You told me that you and Dana were going to the Outlets to shop for Christmas gifts. You're over a hundred miles from the Outlets helping your slut sister get laid by some worthless prick. Now you're telling me my behavior is inappropriate?
"You couldn't make this bullshit up. I'm watching it in real time and I'm still having trouble believing it. That's why my video will be so important. I might forget some of the details of this cluster fuck, but the video will be a helpful reminder."
"You called me a slut?" Dana practically snarled. "You're lucky Will didn't slap you silly. You're insulting me and I'm not going to forget it."
"Hell, you seem to have forgotten your lover already," Tim responded as he nodded toward the form slowly flailing around on the floor. "He's trying to sit up and he's bleeding all over the place. He appears to be in need of a slut's assistance.
"Will, let's get our lunch and get the fuck out of here while we still can. If any of these assholes try to spin this story to make us look worse than we are, I'll have video proof to set the record straight."
Mandy was still digesting her husband's comments as the two men turned to leave. "Tim, I didn't do anything wrong. There's no reason to be upset with me. You have to stay and help us take care of Matt. He needs to see a doctor. It looks like his nose is broken."
"I'd bet money on it." Tim chuckled as he turned to face Mandy. "Will had a pretty good head of steam going when he connected with the dumb fucker's face. I wouldn't piss on Larsen if he was on fire. You two have fucked up our marriages and God knows what else. I still remember the words of wisdom that my father often said to me."
"Can I guess?" Will asked. "That which is fucked cannot be un-fucked?"
"Exactly! Let's get our lunch and some beer. We may as well get used to that 'well fucked' feeling since we'll be 'enjoying' it for some time," Tim replied while making air quotes.
Tim once again glanced over his shoulder as they left the room. Dana and Mandy were trying to help Matt find his way into a functional chair while their waitress watched in open mouthed wonder.
Tim picked up their lunch order and drove to a gas station where he bought a case of beer. Once he had the beer, he drove to a cheap motel and checked in. During that time, Will had remained totally silent.
"Come on, Buddy," Tim chided. "We need to eat our lunch and tie one on. We always think better when we drink, so let's get in our room and start thinking."
Mandy saw that Tim's truck wasn't in the driveway when she pulled into the garage. Her seventeen-year-old son, Trent, was home from school, playing a video game.
"Did you happen to hear anything from your father?" Mandy asked in what she hoped was a neutral tone.
"Yeah, he called me a little while ago," Trent answered.
"So what did he say?" Mandy insisted.
"The usual stuff when parents get divorced. You both still love Beth and me but you can no longer live together. You and Aunt Dana are liars and have no respect at all for Dad and Uncle Will. That kind of stuff."
"Tim said that? He told you we were getting a divorce? Did he sound serious?"
"Actually, he sounded like he was three sheets to the wind, but he did seem serious. You told Dad, Beth and me at breakfast that you were going to the Outlets today to shop with Aunt Dana. You actually went north rather than south and wound up at "David's Place" with Matt Larson.
"Dad said that Larsen had his hands all over Aunt Dana when he and Uncle Will found you in the restaurant. No one noticed Will until he pasted that prick in the nose with a solid right that knocked him over backwards. I wish I had seen that. Wait! Dad said he'd send me the video later, so I will get to see it," Trent added.
"I told you father I didn't want that video shown. In fact, I said I wanted it deleted," Mandy fumed.
"Well, in Dad's defense, you also said that you were going shopping today. He made the mistake of believing you. Now that he knows that you have a rather loose relationship with the truth, he may think you were lying when you said you wanted the video deleted. How's he supposed to know when you're telling him the truth?"
"I don't need your wise-ass comments," Mandy snapped. "I told one white lie to prevent anyone from getting hurt. Other than that, I always tell the truth."
"Did you know Aunt Dana was sleeping with Larsen?" Trent quickly asked.
"Who says that she's been sleeping with Larson? They're just friends," Mandy stated.
"That's your true story and you're going to stick with it?" Trent asked. "I can't see how you guys can stay married. It's a wonder that you lasted this long."