Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... of the chain was the shiny gold ring her father had made for Tom. Lee took the ring off and handed it to Trina to hold and carry until it was time to place the rings.

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Tom was still pacing back and forth on the walk just outside the opposite side of the church. Cam was just about to tell him to calm down, again, when the side door opened and his uncle stuck his head out to look around. Spotting Cam and Tom, Sheriff Gerald Potter smiled and nodded to Cam and then looked at Tom.

“Son, are you about ready?” The older man asked.

Tom swallowed again, not trusting his voice, and nodded. The sheriff nodded in return and motioned with a flick of his head to come on in. Cam walked up to Tom and patted him on the shoulder amicably and guided him towards the door. Tom stopped suddenly.

“The ring!” He proclaimed in a worried voice as he patted his coat pockets.

Cam laughed and took the ring out of his own pocket to show Tom.

“Got it... remember?” Cam said with a wry smile.

“Oh yeah... ha! I guess I kind of forgot... thanks.” Tom said nervously and then began walking towards the door again.

Cam just shook his head in amusement and followed Tom inside.

Tom and Cam approached the altar and took their places to one side of the pastor who was standing patiently and smiling benevolently. Sheriff Potter walked on over to the groom’s side of the aisle and sat on the front pew. Tom looked out over the small collection of friends that had come to attend ...

... the ceremony. He almost jumped when the organist began playing softly off to his left.

Just as he was wondering where his mother was, movement from the end aisle caught his eye. It was Lee’s sister Deeny and Yvonne, followed by Lee’s mother Caroline and lastly his own mother Annie. They walked quickly down the aisle smiling and waving here and there to others till they reached their pews and took their seats. His mother sitting with Sheriff Potter, the other’s sitting across the aisle, also on the first Pew.

Once settled, Caroline nodded to the Pastor signaling that the bride was ready. The pastor, in turn, gave a nod to the organist who paused in her playing for a moment. The pages of the sheet music were heard being turned then the familiar notes of the wedding march began to fill the small church.

On cue, the doors opened and the sun came out, at least for Tom. Seeing his bride being escorted slowly, in time with the music, by her father... by his father... his real father. Tom felt his heart swell and would not have been surprised if he simply exploded, then he remembered to breathe.

With the veil in place, it was hard to see that Lee was smiling. Her father... their father was smiling though. It was a restrained smile as if he had mixed emotions running through his mind. He did, of course, but he was happy for both Lee and Tom. Trailing a couple of paces behind the bride and her escort was the maid of honor, Trina. She was smiling as well, and her eyes were on ...