Make sure Jeff gets it in the end

You and Jeff stare at your wife in amazement at her complete revelation. Jeff starts to try to cover for her and protect his own ass, but you don't let him finish the first word. "Shut up, the both of you. Just drive, Jeff." You turn away from your burning stare at the back of your wife's head and watch the street go by. You were pissed about Jeff being there in the first place, furious about everything you've heard now, but hot anger turns to cold fear as you realize this prick has been alone with your girls.

You glare at the back of Jeff's head, your own filling with murderous thoughts at the possibility of your girls being in danger. Apparently now, you can be sure to know the truth if anything has happened. You're not really sure what you'll do it anything has, but you have to know.

"Jeff," you **** through clenched teeth, "tell me what you've done or thought about doing to my children..."

Your wife pales and stares at Jeff, suddenly aware that she might have put her children at risk. Jeff's shoulders bunch and twist, trying to fight himself apparently, but he answers you despite himself. "I've never done anything to your girls, but I've thought about touching your oldest. Her ass has filled out, and once she gets some tits, I don't know if I'd be able not to **** myself on her."

You know he had to be telling the truth, but you'll be damned if you'll let him get away with even thinking about your kids. "Jeff, pull over and get out."

You step out of the back and slip into the drivers seat. You stare hard at Jeff and decide just what to do with this waste of skin that looks like a human.

“Jeff, the reason you’ve been divorced and had those thoughts about my kids isn’t because you’re a jerk, be sure of that, the real reason is you’re gay. You’re as gay as the day is long. That burning desire to know the words to every musical, to keep a pet cat, and to throw dinner parties, that desire you didn’t even know you had, is there because you’re gay. You don’t even like your dick that much, I think you’ll find, and don’t get any real pleasure from it unless you have your mouth working sucking or licking on something.” You pause for a moment as you watch Jeff struggling weakly to fight what you’re saying, but you can see he’s lost. “But none of that is my problem. You just walk on to your home and start watching musicals and primping yourself for the gay bars you’ll be going to later. Never come by my home or work ever again.”

You drive off to leave Jeff to his new sexual identity. You’re enjoying the silence when you realize your wife is fuming beside you. You smirk, enjoying this new power you seem to have. “You may continue to speak now.” You say with a dismissive wave of your hand.

“I can’t believe how much of a jerk you are! How could you say those things to Jeff, even if he did have a few stray thoughts?” She bites off at you.

“Can you really forgive the man for thinking about your little girl like that just because he fucked you? I saw your face. How ever much a bitch you have become, no matter how much you’ve whored yourself out, at least you still love the kids. Now just be still. We’re going home and we’ll see if you can redeem yourself.”