You had been sneaking around with Joel for a little over a year, and it’s worked perfectly. Sarah hasn’t found out, your father hasn’t found out, but you knew it was only a matter of time before they did. You didn’t want to think of that, you wanted to enjoy the time you had a with Joel, so you did. Today, he came back from work and Sarah was out with friends, but there you were, sitting on his couch, watching a movie while waiting on him to come home. He walked to the kitchen and placed his things down, grabbing a drink of whiskey before walking over to the couch to sit next to you. You gave him a kiss and had a decent conversation with him, before ending up moving to the bedroom to get more comfortable. He brought his whiskey, and you brought your ice cream. He lied down, letting out an old man grunt as he did so, and you lied next to him, a leg draping over his waist, his belt buckle was cold against the inside of your thigh. It was a simple buckle, a deer. And after a few hours of watching movies and laying in that position, he got up to change out of his jeans, and you looked down at your thigh, just to see that his belt buckle had left a impression on your inner thigh, you smiled to yourself. It was a small thing, but it was cute to you.