Ransome
Copyright© 2017 by Charm Brights
Chapter 19: The Reception
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 19: The Reception - A widower hunts and takes the females he wants. An alpha male in action.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Workplace Cheating MaleDom Humiliation Rough Swinging Cream Pie First Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Prostitution
“How come Martha is invited to the wedding and the reception?” the bride inquired of her husband, “and what is the real quarrel between you. How did it start?”
“It started because I wouldn’t tell her my baptismal name, and expected her to call me Mr. Ransome, as most of the community do. My chief argument with her is that she then tried to make me look mean and foolish in public. She failed, of course, most spectacularly in the most blatant case, the famous episode of the five pence piece. Tell me, Mrs. Ransome, do you know how much I actually gave to the fund for the roof?”
“No,” said Jennifer after a moment’s hesitation, still not quite believing that she was now Mrs. Ransome, “There are rumours of course, anything from a hundred thousand to a million pounds or more. The roof didn’t cost a million did it? Daddy said that it would have cost several tens of thousands just to patch it, let alone replace it, but he said it was probably just a few hundreds of thousands, nowhere near a million.”
“In the immortal words of a bard of Stratford-upon-Avon, ‘You don’t need to worry your pretty little head about that’. I think that particular bard’s name was Fred. But to return to the uninvited guest, I think we should refer to her as ‘The Unmentionable One’. And the guard, sorry, waiter on the door was told about her, and she will be the only one who is allowed in without an invitation and without any fuss.”
“But why?”
“I won’t descend to her level. She would love to be able to say that she was kept out of her own church, but she wasn’t, and I won’t let her say she was chucked out of our reception, so a place is set for her and she decides whether to use it or not. She is at the end of the top table and she will be escorted there by one of my sons. She is sitting next to the Bishop, who will invite her to say grace. Everyone knows we have had a falling out, but I’m not going to prolong it. After all I won the top prize.”
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