Secret Valentine
Copyright© 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 28: The Big Day
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 28: The Big Day - Melanie, struggling single mother to Amy, 4, is lonely and financially desperate. Unexpectedly, a prosperous but secretive admirer makes contact, but only in ways that conceal his identity. Because, he says, he has crippling shyness. His missteps almost end the relationship before it can begin. Just when a breakthrough seems possible, he disappears! — Possibly my best story here on SOL. Romantic, not very explicit. Hope you like it! (Revised 2/17/23)
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches Tear Jerker Slow
Melanie had reserved a small picnic ground, “Madrone,” at the regional park for their wedding ceremony. There were two large picnic tables, a stone-and-metal hearth for grilling, and a grassy area for the girls to run around in.
In formal dress, two caterers stood at the tables, with tablecloths and linens, place settings, covered dishes, and a modest but pretty wedding cake, with figurines of a bride, A groom, and a little daughter standing in the buttercream frosting. The cake was covered by a crystal dome to stay perfect until the right moment.
Jacob gave the officiant, Natalie, a copy of their marriage license. She was a court commissioner and had all the legal power to perform marriages in their county.
It was 124 days since the M. L. King Holiday, when Melanie found the first of Jacob’s “Thinking of You” cards. And 110 days since Jacob’s car crashed into the ravine, breaking his ankles.
On the dot at 3:00, Saturday, May 20, 2023, in matching powder blue dresses, Jordan walked forward, strewing flower petals and giggling, followed by Amy, blissfully happy, and toting a white pillow with two golden rings.
Then Karla and Melanie walked up to face Natalie, Dan, and Jacob.
Jacob looks wonderful. I’m sure he spent big bucks on their suits. Karla and I have matching dresses, mine white and hers a beautiful navy blue. So much satin! The best part? Jacob would marry me if I was wearing a potato sack. I can feel the emotion coming off him.
By pre-arrangement, the commisioner’s remarks were concise and to the point. Melanie didn’t want Jacob standing any longer than necessary in the warm May sun.
“Melanie Geary and Jacob Katz, I now pronounce you both parents of Amy, partners for life, and Jacob, you may kiss the bride.