Deborah
Copyright© 2007 by Kaffir
Chapter 38
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 38 - This is the second story in the series. It tells of mature and conflicting loves and the deliverance of a girl from the after effects of sexual abuse. It is set in modern England but in the West Country where things are a little less modern than in London.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Spanking Safe Sex Oral Sex
"I need a drink first," said Deborah rootling in the fridge. "You too?"
"Yes, please."
Deborah poured two glasses of orange juice and sat down at the kitchen table.
"We're going to have a very simple wedding: registry office, lunch here for the family followed by a blessing in the village church. No reception as such but we're going to have a lunchtime barbecue for friends and locals here the Wednesday before."
"When is the wedding though?" asked Sharon. "I haven't seen you since last week."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Of course you don't know. Three weeks on Saturday so the barbecue will be three weeks today. I hope you and Louise will come to that, by the way."
"Love to. Thanks!"
"Great! Now the favour I'd like you to do is be my matron of honour."
Sharon stared at her in astonishment. "Was that Richard's idea?" she finally asked.
Deborah shook her head.
Sharon continued to stare at her and her eyes filled with tears. She wiped them away with the back of her hand which she wiped on her jeans. This gave her time to control he emotions and the whirling of her mind. "Why me? Why not her sister? God! The love these two show."
At last she looked up at Deborah who was watching her, her eyes radiating affection. "No!" she said. "It is a wonderful favour to ask but I can't do it. I'm so..." and burst into tears again.
Deborah put an arm round her shoulders but said nothing. Sharon dug in her pocket, pulled out a handkerchief and blew her nose loudly.
"It's only going to be a small wedding so you don't need a matron of honour. You have Annette to be your bridesmaid and that's quite enough. You're restricting yourself to family and even if you needed a matron of honour I'd be treading on people's toes. No, Deborah, but thank you ever so much for asking me. I'm deeply touched."
"But, Sharon, you are family."
"Maybe to you and Richard and the Jays and Bill and Sue but not Richard's parents, your sister and, most of all Annette who I haven't even met yet. No. It was a lovely, kind thought but after you and Richard it must be a special day for Annette."
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