#leadmefic

A derisive snort escapes through her nose as she rolls her eyes. “Very funny Joel. Ha ha. Who is it really?”

He just stands there looking at her, jaw clenched tight.

“Holy shit you’re serious!” He gives her a small nod. He braces himself for fury and outrage. He is in no way prepared for her to burst out laughing and collapse onto her back on the sofa.

“Oh my fucking God,” she chokes out between laughs, “that is fucking hilarious!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he grits out, her unexpected reaction setting him on edge. He grabs her and pulls her to her feet again, giving her a shake as she gasps and giggles. “You find out your mom is cheatin’ on your dad and you find it fuckin’ funny?”

“Yeah well, my dads a piece of shit so can’t say he didn’t have it coming,” she tells him, out of breath from laughing so hard and her chest still tremoring from trying to hold in her laughter.

“Yeah well on that we agree,” Joel grumbles finally releasing her.

“So when you say my mom is cheating on my dad, you mean properly right? None of this emotional affair bullshit, you two are boinking?”

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ! Yes we’re sleepin’ together,” Joel admits as he pinches the bridge of his nose to try and ward off the headache he can feel building. He can’t decide if her attitude is better or worse for him. On the surface it seems better but it’s definitely unexpected. And that makes her unpredictable and therefore a risk.

“Well good for her. This might be the most interesting thing she’s ever done. Who knew my mom was such a slut.”

With a growl Joel grabs her by the throat and pins her to the wall. “Don’t you fuckin’ talk about her like that,” he snarls at her.

Her eyes roll back in her head a little and a breathy moan slips out of her, “m’sorry daddy,” she manages to whisper with the little breath she’s able to take as his big hand constricts around her neck.

He releases her like he’s been burned. He’d like to slap the little slut silly but he has a feeling she’d enjoy it. Instead he points a menacing finger at her, “don’t fuckin’ call me that, you got no fuckin’ shame?”

She recovers her composure remarkably quickly, rolling her eyes at him once more, “jeez Joel, you need to lighten up.” She breezes past him to sit on the sofa, spreading her arms out over the backrest like she owns the place. It puts Joel on edge how well she’s taking this. There’s a trap looming and he’s pissed that he can’t see it. Can’t get a grip on what she’s going to do next. He starts to think about option 3. It’s starting to feel like an inevitability.

She’s looking at him, waiting. “What?” He spits out, not knowing what she’s waiting for.

“Well you’ve just asked me a pretty big favour Joel. Lying to my mom, y’know that’s a big deal. I’m waiting to hear what’s in it for me.”

Ok this he can work with. He’s back on surer footing now he knows she’s the mercenary little bitch he originally had her pegged as. He can’t help calling her out though. “Bullshit, I ain’t asking you to lie. It ain’t like she’s gona come out and ask you if we fucked, I’m just askin’ that you don’t tell her. Not that I think for a second that you’d have a problem lyin’ to anyone, least of all her.”

She pouts dramatically at him, “oh Joel, you just don’t understand the bond between mother and daughter. Lying by omission, especially over something like this would be such a betrayal, it could ruin our relationship forever if she ever found out.”

“Well I ain’t ever gona tell her, so the only way she’s findin’ out is from you. Looks like we’re agreed that that would be bad.”

She narrows her eyes at him briefly before affecting her sickly sweet demeanour again. She sighs loudly, “I don’t know Joel, might be best just to come clean now, rip the band aid off, it’ll hurt her for sure but better she knows now what kind of man you are.”

He clenches his fists. She’s really testing his patience. “You really hate her that much?” She cocks her head at him quizzically. “You really so hellbent on ruinin’ her happiness? After years bein’ stuck with your father, she finally has someone who treats her like she matters and you’d rip that away from her? For what? That one moment of superiority over her?”

She tenses for a moment, he can almost see the cogs whirring in her brain. She takes a moment before she replies. “I don’t hate her. Sure we have our differences but she’s still my mom. Believe it or not, I don’t want her to get hurt. And as much as I despise my dad I can’t see how you’re going to be much better for her. When you get bored and ditch her, it’ll break her. The longer it goes on the worse it’ll be.”

Joel is shocked by her candour. He senses she’s being truthful. Maybe he misjudged her after all. If she can be honest so can he.

“It ain’t like that with her. This ain’t some flash in the pan. I love her. I want to be with her, always.”

“I don’t know Joel. It’s easy to get caught up when it’s sneaking around. If you’re so in love why is she still with him? You sure it’s not the danger you love?”

“I’m sure,” he tells her earnestly, “I’m the one pushin’ for her to leave. I want that more than anythin’ but it’s a lot for her to deal with. I’m tryin’ to be supportive and give her space to make the decision on her own. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

She cocks her head at him, studying him in silence like she’s waiting for evidence of a lie to paint itself on his face.

He sighs, “c’mon, do you think I’d be tryin’ this hard to keep what happened between us a secret if I didn’t really love her?”

"Maybe," she says, "but I've known men do a lot more crazy shit for a bit of pussy that meant nothing to them hours later. I know from first hand experience she's not the first woman you've used for a cheap thrill."

"So, that's it. You're writin' me off just like that?" he's agitated now, one step closer to doing something he really can't take back. "You talk big talk about wanting to protect her but weren't you waitin' to hear what was in it for you just a minute ago?"

"I was waiting for you to tell me what you would give up to keep me quiet. See if it's enough to prove that you really care about her. That you're really serious about this."

"Yeah right kid, don't bullshit a bullshitter. How much is your silence going to set me back?

She chuckles, "oh Joel I don't want your money."

"Oh yeah? I know your loser of a father ain't been paying your school bills. If I cover em' will that be enough to keep you quiet?"

She snorts at him, "I don't need that loser - or you for that matter, to pay for school, I can do it on my own thanks."

"Where the hell would you get that kind of money?"

She laughs again and he's getting very tired of the sound. "You heard of Only Fans Joel?"

He nods and another derisive sound escapes her "of course you have. Well do you have any idea how much an enterprising young woman with a slamming body and a voyeurism kink can make on a site like that?"

"How much?" he asks, genuinely interested.

"I've been pulling 5 figures a month for the last 12 months. Took a while to build up my fanbase but I got a whole host of very generous regulars. And I put my finance major to good use and started investing a portion of my earnings from the get go. I’ve built myself quite the nest egg.”

“That’s impressive,” he admits begrudgingly.

“Yeah well, after watching my dad financially abuse my mom all those years I decided I would never put myself in that position. And when my dad tried to block me from going to college to marry me off to a buddy of his from church when I turned 18 I figured I better come up with a plan quick smart.”

“He really do that?”

She sighs and nods her head.

“He’s a bigger scumbag than I thought.”

“I figured that out early on. For what it’s worth I’m glad she’s figured it out too.”

Joel nods and sits on the sofa feeing defeated. The money was his only leverage. And he has to admit that there’s more to her than he first thought. He’s actually impressed by her. It’s going to make it so much harder to kill her.

“What’s wrong Joel, you look like I just killed your puppy.”

He huffs a laugh. “The money was all I had to offer. You’re gona tell her and I’m gona lose her.” She won’t, he won’t allow that. But he needs to keep her sweet enough that she won’t see it coming.

“You might not have anything else to offer but I have something else to ask.”

He perks up at that, looking at her intently now, waiting for her to continue. Maybe there is still a way out of this that doesn’t involve violence.

“I need help with my Only Fans. Up til now all my videos have been solo, me touching myself to requests, using toys and stuff.”

He sees where this is going and another pit starts to form in his stomach. He gets to his feet and starts pacing as she talks, trying to shake off his agitation before he wrings her neck for real.

“If I want to keep my fans and attract new ones I need to start offering something else.”

“Don’t say it, don’t fuckin’ say it,” he demands but she ignores him and continues.

“C’mon Joel, I’m already starting to lose out to people who fuck live on their pages, I need to keep up or it’s game over.”

“So let me get this straight, in order for me to prove that I love your mom enough for you to not tell her that we fucked, I have to fuck you again and let you record it? Do hear how messed up that is?”

There’s no way in hell he’s doing that. At the minute if she tells, all she has is her word against his. If he goes along with this she’ll have absolute concrete proof and she’ll own him forever. But he really doesn’t want to hurt her. He needs to come up with a way that they can both get what they want.

“Ok, I know how this looks but do you really think I want my mom to ever find out about my Only Fans? If anything this gives me more reason to keep my mouth shut.”

“For now maybe, but I’ll be walking on eggshells around you for the rest of my life, wondering if I’ve done somethin’ to upset you enough to spill the beans. I ain’t gona live my life like that. Why don’t you just find some college boy to do this with, I’m sure there’d be plenty of takers.”

“Yeah right, the sex needs to be good to sell and those losers couldn’t find my clit if I drew them a map. Besides, the biggest market is older man, younger woman, that’s what I need.”

“Pretty sure you wouldn’t have a problem findin’ an older man to play the part either sweetheart.”

She throws her arms up in exasperation, “probably not but you do realise how dangerous that can be right? I need it to be someone I know, someone I trust for the content I have in mind and you’re the only person who fits that bill.”

She crosses her arms over her chest and heaves out a sigh. “Will you at least consider it?”

He thinks for a moment before responding. There’s no way in hell that he’s doing this with her. And he has ultimately achieved his goal. He can tell you that she somehow found out about you two, maybe some messages popped up on his iPad while she was helping Sarah. He can tell you that she said she was going to ruin your relationship if it was the last thing she did. But honestly he wants to help her. Even if just so that she can continue live out from under her fathers yolk.

“How about if it was someone I trust?” he asks her.

She snaps her head towards him and he continues, “I ain’t gona cheat on your mom but I can help you with this. I know someone who’d jump at the chance.”

She looks nervous, “I don’t know Joel, the whole point was that I wanted it to be someone I know, someone I’d be comfortable with.”

“Well why don’t I introduce you two and you can see how you feel. And if it’ll make you feel better I’ll be there when you record, hell I’ll even be the camera man if you like.”

“Really?” When he nods at her she bites her lip, looking pensive. “Yeah I’d feel better if you were there.”

He relaxes as she seems to be coming round.

“Is he good looking?” she asks, “I mean his face won’t be on camera but…”

He smiles and points behind him, “have a look for yourself.”

She walks past him to the sideboard and picks up the photo frame of him and Tommy at the beach, a young Sarah sitting on Joel’s shoulders with an ice cream cone in one hand and a big cheesy grin on her face. She looks at the picture for a minute before looking back at Joel.

“Your brother?” He nods. “He’s handsome,” she says, walking back to sit on the sofa with the frame still in her hands, her eyes locked on the photo within it.

“And you’re sure he’ll be ok with…”

“Sweetheart, he’s got no fuckin’ shame, he’d bend you over in the middle of the street to get a chance at a pussy like yours.”

She bites her lip to try and hide her smile at the implied compliment.

“The rest of your life?” she asks, her focus still on the picture in her hands. She says it so quietly he’s not sure he heard her right.

“Hmm?”

She looks up at him now. “You said you didn’t want to walk on eggshells the rest of your life. You really think you’ll be with her that long.”

The tension leaves his body as he answers the easiest question she’s asked him all afternoon.

“I do. I don’t ever want to be without her.”

She nods to herself and gets up off the sofa, reaching out a hand to him, “you got yourself a deal Miller, you set this up with your brother and act as cameraman and I’ll keep your secret.”

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