Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... gently as he could.

“Yes. At the wilding the year before… before Tom was born…” She admitted hesitantly looking over her shoulder to see if Tom were standing at the screen door and could hear her.

In fact, Tom was at the screen door, but standing to one side, out of her line of site. He could, however, hear her hushed words, just barely. He wasn’t sure exactly what she had just admitted to but he knew it would affect him somehow.

Gerald nodded understanding and looked up into Annie’s worried and troubled eyes. He took a long deep breath as he realized that this simple altercation now took on a whole different meaning. It would seem that his old friend Duke’s wandering ways may have finally caught up to him. Crossing his arms over his chest, Gerald leaned his backside against his cruiser’s driver side door and looked into Annie’s eyes again.

“He doesn’t know, does he? Tom… Probably Duke as well. Neither of them knows, do they?” Gerald asked quietly as he studied Annie’s eyes.

“No. J.D. and I tried so long to have a child and were not having any success… so when I became pregnant, everyone just assumed it was J.D.’s child. I… I couldn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell Duke… he was married as well. It would have broken Caroline’s heart. I thought… I thought it best just to keep it to myself.” Annie confessed in a hushed tone.

“Well, after last night… the cat might be out of the bag. Caroline was there at the Wilding too. She and Duke were together when J.D. attacked ...

... Duke… I’m sure someone said something.” Gerald informed her.

“I’ll not say anything yet, but keep that in mind.” Gerald added standing up straight again and turning to open his door to get into the cruiser.

“Thank you, Gerald.” Annie said with a sad expression on her face.

Gerald nodded and then closed the door of the cruiser and started it up. He backed up turning the car around and was soon crunching the gravel down the driveway back to the road. Annie stood there watching him go. She worried and wondered if J.D. did in fact know who Tom’s father really was. What would he say or do when he finally came home. It might get ugly.

Inside the house, by the screen door. Tom stood stunned and reeling from what little of the conversation that he had been able to hear. What he heard almost made it sound as if Duke might have fathered… no… it couldn’t be. NO! It couldn’t BE! Tom turned and ran to and then up the stairs to his room. Annie heard his door close upstairs as she reentered the kitchen from the back porch, unaware that Tom might have heard anything.

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It was Monday morning, two days after the chaos that had ensued at the Wilding, Cam had his cruiser parked at one end of the bridge across the narrows of Arrowhead Lake. The lights were on and flashing and he was leaning up against the front driver side fender with his arms crossed across his chest as he watched the state police rescue/recovery dive team operating off the bridge where the accident ...