Bed Partners

The New Stepbrothers

Tape 3, Side A

I know. The last tape was a roller coaster ride. But I can't make any promises that the next tapes won't be as crazy as that one.

My psychologist reminded me, once again, after listening to the second tape. "No cliffhangers. Remember? Why do you keep doing this to me?"

"Well, that is the only available time on the tape. I almost had to speak hurriedly so I can finish that story. I am sorry..." jeez, what is wrong with her? Really?!

My psychologist sighed. "Oh well. This tape was still a progress. Was it hard, recording the happenings of that one night stand?" She handed me the tape back.

I shook my head. "No. I think recording things that happened to me is getting easier now."

"Good. So let's continue next week. Great job, Dayu."

So here I am, recording again.

Where did we left off.

Oh yeah. The restaurant scene.

Qing was also obviously surprised to see me. I still haven't recovered from seeing him walking towards the table where I and my mother sat when my mother and the older gentleman with Qing started the introduction.

"Dayu," my mother took my hand after I put down the water goblet. "This is Mr.Wang. I am dating him."

"Qing, sit down, son." Mr.Wang made Qing sit on the chair next to mine while he sat on the chair next to my mother's. "This is the woman I am telling you about. Mrs.Feng. And this is her son, Dayu."

Qing and I look at each other. Then I swirled my eyes back to my mother. "You are dating him," I point at Mr.Wang. "And this guy is his son." I point at Qing beside me.

"Yes," Mr.Wang was the one who nodded and answered. He is a dignified looking man in a simple light colored shirt and evening jacket. Qing, was wearing a grey shirt inside a denim jacket. (He looks totally hot in it but we will not discuss that). They have similiarities like their eyes and noses. And they are both tall. So yeah, sure...they must be related. Father and son. Huh?

And my mother is dating Mr.Wang, Qing's father. While I fucked Qing last night. Qing who is Mr.Wang's son. Mr.Wang who is dating my mother. My mother who gave birth to me.

What the hell is going on?!

And if that is not confusing enough. Mr.Wang and Mama smiled at each other, eyes twinkling in glee and held each other hands. "We are getting married."

"What?!" That was Qing. I cannot say anything because of shock.

"Yes, Qing. We are getting married. It's been a long time since your mother and I divorced. Mrs.Feng is a widow for ten years now. And we think we suit each other."

"Just like that?" I asked them when I finally located my voice again.

My mother blushed. I swear to this, she really blushed. "We have been dating for almost a year now. And two months ago, things got more serious."

Qing and I both frowned. "Serious how?" I asked.

I shouldn't have asked because my mother then giggled. She was blushing and giggling, if you all can picture that, my forty seven year old mother getting giddy like a fifteen year old girl while watching a kissing scene in a KDrama. She leaned closer to me and cover the side of her mouth. Then say, "Sex, Dayu. We had sex."