ok but i need to know what is going through joel's head when he decides to cheat and WHILE he's boning some other chick. Does he like it?? Does it feel better?? Dows he dirty talk?? Does he say that's the best pussy he's had?? Does he mean it?? Does he get off to cheating?? Does he say some shit like "so much better than my girl"?? Does he think how much he will hurt his girl?? Does he regret once he's done with it?? Or does he regret it only after being caught and being cheated on as payback?? WHAT IF HIS GIRL GOES OUT AND BANGS HIS BROTHER HUH THEN WHAT??? or something
THESE ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT NEED ANSWERS!!!!
I fear when Joel Miller cheats, he CHEEEEEAAAATSSSS.
No remorse whatsoever while he’s doing it (SORRY 😭). Unequivocally gets off on the thrill of fucking someone else behind your back, and makes it a challenge to try and do it in the most disrespectful way possible.
Remember that bartender at the Tipsy Bison who’s never given you a moment’s peace when you’re in there to drink? The one who’s constantly making eyes at Joel, leaving no room for doubt to anyone around you that she wants him to herself—and whenever she pushes her tits together or smiles coyly or bats her lashes while serving him drinks, Joel just brushes you off, “It ain’t like that, baby. You know I’d never go for a girl like her. You’re actin’ crazy.” Yeah. He took her out back and fucked her dumb in between rounds of drinks one night, just because he felt like it. Then he came back and kissed you with the same lips he’d had suctioned to one of her tits.
He does stuff with those women that he never does with you, and he lets them know it. While he’s buried down to the hilt inside some random girl’s throat, he murmurs, low, “My wife never lets me fuck her mouth like this. You suck it so much better’n she ever could.” Or when he’s doing anal with another girl, he’d groan and say, all but beleaguered with self-pity as he grips the flesh of her hips from behind, “She doesn’t ever let me fuck her in the ass—you love it, though, don’t you, hon?” His conquests always answer with a nod or a smile. Back home, tucked away in bed, you’re none the wiser.
Until, one day, you are. Word travels fast in a town as small as Jackson, and there’s only so many new, fresh faces the man can fuck without someone giving him up.
At first, Joel doesn’t show an ounce of shame. It’s more a half-hearted shrug and a smile, like, ‘A man’s got needs, baby. You can’t well blame me for that.’
Hell, maybe he’s right.
You don’t beg.
You don’t cry.
The same night you find out about Joel’s manifold infidelities, though, you do decide to pay Tommy a visit.
