Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... kissed her on the neck.

Vivian practically swooned as she leaned into the kiss and pressed backwards against Walter’s body. The two had been exceedingly affectionate since the incident at the shed. Vivian had learned just how passionate Walter still was for her and she was determined to make up for her mistake. Had Walter been this attentive prior to that fateful evening, it might never have happened in the first place. It was a wake up call for both of them. That and nearly losing their only child in an accident not long after that.

“Go sit down, you animal. I’ll have your breakfast ready in a second.” Vivian said with a giggle, shrugging Walter’s groping hands off of her with a hip check.

“Maybe it’s not the food I’m interested in this morning.” Walter said leaning back in for another kiss to her exposed neck.

“Eat first... play later... maybe.” Vivian said looking over her shoulder with a smile then sticking her tongue out at Walter.

Walter walked over to the table and sat down in his chair. He grabbed a biscuit off the plate that Trina had grabbed hers from earlier, and picked up the paper. Opening up the paper he scanned down the pages as he spread some apple butter on his biscuit.

“We’re going to need to get her a car, you know.” Walter said as he leaned closer to read some of the for-sale notices.

“I know, but it still gives me chills thinking about her driving after that accident on the bridge.” Vivian said as she brought the skillet over to the ...

... table to serve Walter his eggs.

“I think it bothers you more than it does her, to be honest.” Walter said before taking a bite out of his biscuit.

“Well... I’m her mother... I’m supposed to worry.” Vivian said as she sat down across the table from her husband and picked up her coffee to take a sip.

“Yes, I suppose you’re right. Still though, we raised a smart girl. She’s going out into the world now. Our baby is grown up. Soon she’ll be having babies of her own.” Walter said with his head down as if still reading the paper, but was actually looking up through his eyebrows to see Vivian’s reaction.

Vivian almost sputtered while sipping her coffee. The thought of being a grandmother was not something she was ready to deal with just yet. She picked up a biscuit off her plate and threw it at Walter, with a pout on her face. Walter just chuckled softly and picked the biscuit up and took a bite out of it and grinned at Vivian, one eyebrow waggling facetiously.

“Do you think she and Cam are that serious?” Vivian finally asked after she had calmed a moment or two.

“I do. I know that look, they both have it. It’s the same look you had when I was chasing your skirt... and the same look I had whenever I thought of you.” Walter said smiling warmly across the table at his wife.

“Okay, who are you and what did you do with my husband?” Vivian said with a giggle, then bit her bottom lip as she picked up her fork and began eating her breakfast.

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