My soon-to-be ex-wife discovering I’m a cheating bastard isn’t the worst thing to ever happen to me. In fact, it may be a blessing in disguise if the hope that swirls in my son’s pretty brown eyes as he attempts to catch his breath after I release his mouth is any indication. Nathan has wanted this for a long time. For me to be just his, and I can’t say I haven’t wanted the same thing. The first time I fucked him shortly after he started collage, listened to the way he moaned and begged for more as his tight…