Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... than the one before it, until he had made a hole big enough that the metal was more likely to bend than tear when he started forming the ring.

Over the next hour or so, Duke used a ball peen hammer, a thick leather pad and a heavy leather mallet to pound and shape the coin, rolling the edges to turn it into a ring. At one point, Duke and Caroline heard a car pull up the gravel driveway and stop near the house. Caroline went to see who it was.

It was a Sheriff’s department cruiser, and Lee was getting out of the back and stopping by the passenger side front door to talk through the window to Trina and Cam. They all saw Caroline standing in the doorway of the workshop and waved. The car was shifted into reverse and backed around, turning to go back out of the driveway and leave. Lee, curious, walked over to the workshop and her mother.

“Mom? What are you doing out here?” Lee asked, still curious.

“Your father is working on a project. Why don’t you go on inside and I’ll be in shortly and you can tell me all about the party.” Caroline suggested to Lee, trying to keep her out of the shop for now.

“Okay...” Lee said slowly, now even more curious because of her mother’s direction.

Caroline watched Lee walk back across the yard to the house and go inside before going back inside the shop. As she sat back down on the stool, she saw Duke holding the ring in one hand pinched between his thumb and index finger as he held the ring up to the light to inspect it. He ...

... brought the ring back to the vice and after putting a thin strap of leather between the jaws, he closed them on the ring to hold it steady.

Some more filing and then sanding with some very fine grit sandpaper to remove all the burrs and even up the edges. Once again, picking the ring back up to inspect it, he slipped it over his own ring finger to test the fit. Caroline had agreed that they both thought Tom’s hands were about the same size as Duke’s hands and fingers. Satisfied with the fit and the final shape of the ring, all that remained was to polish it to a brilliant shine.

Duke was a cabinet and furniture maker, not a metal smith. He didn’t have anything like lapping compound or polishing compound to polish metal. Instead, he used first some baking soda and then some plain old saddle soap and a strip of soft leather. By the time he was happy with the polish, he had a blister on two fingers of his right hand but the ring shone brightly. He smiled and then handed it to Caroline, who held it and marveled at what her husband had created.

“Oh Duke... it’s beautiful.” Caroline said in awe, smiling from ear to ear.

“I’ll give it to Lee to give to Tom at the ceremony.” Duke said, his voice tightening up as the emotions surged through him yet again.

Caroline threw herself into Duke’s arms and she stole his breath away with a kiss that would have made the angels sing. When the kiss ended, they just held each other tightly for a few long moments. Caroline clutching the ...