Home Is With You

27 • Menace To Society

Homer's pov

I smirk as I hang up the phone. It felt amazing to know that Jeremy craves me as much as I crave him. It felt refreshing to be with Remy. He helped me make all my sexual fantasies become reality.

Violet never even tried to make my wishes real. She wanted everything her way which was a reason for our divorce. Thinking back on it, Violet was a narcissist and toxic. If I hadn't encouraged her to get a job she wouldn't of. It's not a bad thing to want someone to take care of you. Buy ultimately, I wanted a partner, not someone to take care of. Hell, most of the time she made me feel like I was the bane of her existence.

But Jeremy is not Violet. He works for everything he has. He actually wants me around. Not because of what I can do for him. He genuinely wants to spend time with me. It make me feel good to know that I have someone looking forward to seeing me. Someone thats satisfied with having no kids.

Sighing to myself I clean my cum from my hand before I gather my things. Leaving the office, I drive home after I pick up dinner. Arriving at my house I quickly park before going inside settling down in my study.

Hearing my phone ring, I grumble as I answer it. "Watson speaking." I say not expecting Jeremy. "You know that's no way to speak to your sister. But anyway where is Jeremy? Maverick has told me that you two are always together." Georgia says cheerily making me roll my eyes. "Jeremy is visiting his mom in Nigeria. Also is it any of your business that we spend our time together or not." I retort raising a eyebrow as I dig into my dinner.

"Well, he was my friend before he was your boyfriend. Matter of fact, I met his mom and you haven't." Georgia says and I could practically see her sticking her tongue out. "You are so mature to be fifty nine. Now what do you really want." I say sarcastically.

"Fine, your such a Debby downer. I wanted to know how you're doing after the divorce? I know you're with Jeremy and everything. But I want to know if you got past everything that you and Violet went through." Georgia asks me. "Well yes and no. Sometimes I do wake up and I have thoughts about our time together. But the more time I spend with Jeremy I realize, Violet and I were not compatible. Jeremy does my soul good. He showed me that I don't have to be stuck on one person just because I married them." I sighed.

"Yeah, that's why I never understood our parents. Dad would beat on mom, she would cheat on him, he grew to be a functional alcoholic. But they swore they were happy with each other. But in my eyes it was toxic." Georgia grumbled. "Yeah it was. Not the best environment to raise two kids." I chuckle.

"Definitely not. But it's good to know that you feel that way now. The last time I seen you two, I saw how fond Jeremy was over you. Hell, looking at you two made me feel like shit for being single." Georgia joked. "Oh do you want me to set you up with some of my friend?" I retort as I smirk.

"Homer Watson doesn't have friends. I distinctly remember you were five in kindergarten. You were the only kid who refused to work with a partner and always in trouble for not sharing. Do you remember when you punched that kid for taking a jump rope you were playing with?" Georgia cackled the sound of her coughing reaching my ears.

"Yeah I remember that jerk. Fucking Larry Wyler. That bastard thought he could walk all over me since he was a year older than me." I grunted as Georgia laughed. "Jesus you're still holding that grudge. It was so long ago. Do you remember in middle school when those girls were teasing you about being so skinny and tall because that liked you?" Georgia said making me roll my eyes.

"God you remember that." I groan chuckling. "Homer you practically rejected them in front of the whole school. I remember they had called you green bean and it really got you upset. You turned and said are you that desperate to date me. You almost gave mom and dad a heart attack with all the trouble you got in." Georgia chuckled. "But that's how I've always been. If someone likes me I rather them be truthful about, rather than them make a desperate attempt to gain my attention." I say looking at my desk.

"Homer I've said it before and I'll say it again. Everyone is not like you. You're so honest sometimes it's rude. Like that summer I wore make-up to the beach. When I came back from swimming you said I looked like a clown." Georgia said. "Well you did. Your lipstick was ruined, mascara was running, eye shadow was fucking dead. You like one of those dramatic mimes." I laughed remembering that day.

"That's why you can't have kids. Your spawn would be a menace to society. I can just imagine a son who looks exactly like you. Giving everyone grunts and glares. Terrifying." Georgia says.

"I'm not that bad. You're being overly dramatic." I say roll my eyes. "Who was the one that karate kicked a kid because they wanted to have play date. You were almost arrested if it won't for dad talking the neighbors down. Who was the one who was banned from the middle school because you smashed a kid's head into the table." Georgia grunted unamused.

"That first kid kept being annoying and bugging me. That second kid was trying to pick a fight. Besides everyone back then knew how antisocial I was but those brats kept wanting to befriend or fight me." I grunted. "Whatever. You old grump." Georgia teased. "Hag. I'll talk to you later. Jeremy and I will come over once he's back." I say before she hummed and hung up.