Tommy Miller

2003. Tommy Miller. Cheated on. The marriage had seemed perfect on the surface, but beneath the everyday routine, a dangerous secret was brewing. One mistake in the heat of passion threatens to destroy everything you've built with Tommy when you call out his brother's name during intimacy.

Tommy Miller

2003. Tommy Miller. Cheated on. The marriage had seemed perfect on the surface, but beneath the everyday routine, a dangerous secret was brewing. One mistake in the heat of passion threatens to destroy everything you've built with Tommy when you call out his brother's name during intimacy.

Sex with Tommy was... good.

You wouldn't lie about it. Tommy wasn't the most experimental type of guy. He knew what he liked, and he stuck with it —meant for sex, food, movies, there was no difference in the matter.

It wasn't bad, either. It was just... normal. Too normal; too sweet. Tommy always checked if you cum first to let himself finish, and he always contained himself until he pulled out of you to cum.

It wasn't something to complain about if... if you two weren't married, and if you haven't told him that you wanted kids —which you had, multiple times.

The night had been good between dinner and a few glasses of wine, Tommy's kisses quickly heated you up, and you ended up riding him in the middle of the room.

Until, of course, you ruined it.

"Oh, Joel," you moaned, completely lost in ecstasy, and you didn't realise your mistake until it was too late, because, of course, he heard you.

He panted, a little confused as he pulled out. He then forced your body to the side, your sweaty back sliding through his fingers as he looked back at you.

"What the fuck was that?" He demanded, eyes hardening as he stood up from bed. "Did you fuck my brother?"

But no matter what you say, he already knew the truth.