Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... well as her devotion to Yvonne with those rings when they were ready. Until then, however, she would have to just bite her tongue and keep it a secret with herself. Deeny smiled at the thought and prepared another batch of cookies for the oven.

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Annie was standing on the balcony leaning against the railing looking out at the ocean as the surf rolled in, wave after wave, almost sounding as if the planet were breathing. She closed her eyes and tilted her face up towards the setting sun feeling the ocean breeze blow back her hair. Feeling the big warm arms encircle her waist from behind and a chin nuzzling at the nape of her neck completed the feeling of contentment during that moment. She couldn’t help but to sigh even as her own heart fluttered like the sea birds circling near the beach below.

“How are you doing miss Annie?” Gerald asked in a low soft voice near her ear as she leaned back into his embrace.

“Oh Ger... It feels so peaceful here... it’s almost like being on a different planet. So different from everything I’ve lived for so long.” Annie responded in a low contented voice, her eyes closed and savoring all the sensations she was experiencing.

“I wonder how the kids are doing.” Gerald said with a slight chuckle.

“I imagine they are working themselves raw by this point. I know I did back when I got married...” Annie quipped before lapsing into a regretful silence for having brought up the memories of J.D. even if they were by far the most ...

... pleasant memories she had of her late husband.

Sensing this, Gerald remained quiet and simply hugged her a little tighter letting Annie know that he understood but that he wasn’t going to try to change her memories. Good or bad, they were her own to keep. Hopefully though, even with this late a start in their lives, he would make better memories together with her moving forward. He hadn’t asked her to marry him, yet, but he was thinking along those lines.

Gerald had been married once before as well. A short-lived marriage thanks to a drunk driver on a rainy night and the accident that took his young bride’s life. Even two decades later he could feel himself choke up with emotion at his loss. He still loved Margaret with all his heart and always would, he suspected.

He had met Margaret about the same time that Annie herself had fallen in love with the late J.D. Branson. It had been love at first sight, and a whirlwind affair. They were engaged and then married in short order. Gerald had truly felt he had found his soul mate in that little slip of a woman.

They were six months into their marriage when Margaret informed him that she was pregnant and they were going to be a family. Three months later, the tragic wreck during a rainstorm snuffed out three lives that fateful night... the drunk driver, Margaret, and their unborn child.

Gerald had remained a widower ever since. He had been fixed up with dates from friends and family members from time to time trying to ...