Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... lure him out of his self-imposed reclusiveness. While he humored those do-gooders by playing along, they, the attempts, never seemed to work out. Gerald had seen Annie many times over the years, at church and sometimes in town. He remembered dating her briefly before J.D. and always liked her.

Seeing her slowly go from carefree and buoyantly full of life and happiness to weary and subdued over the years troubled him. He had felt sorry for her but as she was married, it was not his place to intervene. Yet... it seems that the fates had swung in his or her favor recently. He felt as though maybe he had a second chance for a better life... even this late in his life. He would, if she allowed it, shower her with love and affection that he so longed to give.

This trip, the vacation, was both a means to get Annie out of the house as a gift to Tom and Lee for their honeymoon, and... To show Annie that there was still life worth living. He would spoil her if it was any way within his means to do so. This two-room hotel suite overlooking the beach was just the start of hopefully a fun and relaxing week for her, and himself.

He got the two-room suite out of respect for her, not wanting her to feel pressured into anything intimate if she weren’t ready for that yet. He would gladly cater to her desires but would do so at her pace. In his mind and heart, she was worth any wait that he might have to endure. Just seeing her smile and hearing her laugh warmed his heart like ...

... only Margaret had ever been able to do. He knew he had fallen for Annie. Fallen hard... and he smiled about it when he thought about it all. And... especially in moments like this, on the balcony overlooking the beach at sunset. The birds were not the only things soaring.

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“So, what do you think about our oldest and this Yvonne?” Caroline asked quietly as she idly flicked at the bubbles floating atop the bath water with her left hand.

Duke was also in the tub. He was on the opposite end of the big ball and claw tub currently massaging one of Caroline’s feet as she studied him from the other end of the tub and flicked at the bubbles. She had a dreamy, if somewhat pensive look on her very relaxed face as she watched her husband’s reaction to the question she had just asked.

“What’s to think about? I mean, if they make each other happy and they are in love, what difference does it make what I think?” Duke answered in a low relaxed rumble as he gave a slight shrug.

“Then the fact that they are both women doesn’t bother you?” Caroline teased a bit more.

“No, not really. I mean, all I ever wanted was for my girls to be happy. If Yvonne makes Deeny happy, I’m happy. What about you?” Duke asked, turning the question back on Caroline.

“Well, to be honest, I had hoped I would get a grand child or two from both my girls, but... I’m of the same mind. If she’s happy and it’s Yvonne, that’s making her happy, then it’s fine with me.” Caroline stated with a ...