All people in this story are 100% fictional, they all over 18. I won't be giving full descriptions of them because I think it's up to the reader to fill in the blank with what kind of person they would like to see in this kind of story. Hope you enjoy, this is my first entry, so be critical.
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The couch makes a light noise as Will, my son, sits down with a groan. His hands reach up to cover his face for a second, then I see his blue eyes open under them, looking at me. He said that he needed to get out of his apartment, so I invited him over to watch the Bulls game.
"Okay, what happened?"
Since he moved in with his partner John, Will had been over about once a month with some problems they'd been having.
"He...he cheated on me!" He announces, raising his head from his hands to look at me, "And he wouldn't even admit it when I confronted him. He's been smelling like this terrible perfume when he gets home from work, and then when I was vacuuming the front hall, his briefcase fell off the table, and these slutty black PANTIES fell out! So it's not bad enough that he's being unfaithful, but with a girl! Some random office slut!" Will says, all in a rush, and by the time he finishes, tears are in those beautiful blue eyes.
"Well, maybe they were meant for you, and he hadn't gotten up the courage to ask you to wear them yet."
"Umm," he mumbles, going a little red, "I kind of already do that for him, if he bought me new ones, he would have just given them to me. And these had a dried crotch, like she was already turned on when he took them off her."
I smile a little bit at his awkwardness, for some reason he thinks I'm all disgusted that he's gay, even though I've always accepted him.