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August, 2006 Hilton's Story Chapter
11 The
Wedding
Spring sunshine streamed in the office windows producing a warm yellow
light. The furnishings in the office were comfortable and polished to
reflect the light and provide an atmosphere one would find in a
well-appointed living room. It was at once charming and yet manly. Hilton
was proud of his office and felt that it helped him make sound business
decisions and maintain a good working relationship with his people.
Winter
had finally given way to spring on the shores of Lake Ontario. It always
seems to take longer arriving here than almost any other place in North
America. Hilton was in the last stages of purchasing the boat he had
chosen last summer, a model similar to the one he had sailed in the Virgin
Islands with Karen. Speaking of Karen, he wondered how she was because he
hadn’t seen her much all winter long. Maybe his trip to Africa had
cooled her to him. He did miss her and if he hadn’t been so occupied
with his business and political activities he would have been very lonely.
He remembered how comfortable he was when he was with her and how relaxed
he had felt. Maybe he should pursue her more vigorously, he thought, but
then put the idea to one side as the phone rang.
“Hi, daddy,” said the voice from the phone. “It’s Carol, you
remember, your daughter”.
“If you’re calling about a legal matter, talk to my attorney”, he
replied jokingly. Carol was about to be called to the bar and become a
fully qualified lawyer. “How are you dear,” he continued, “it’s so
nice to hear from you once in awhile”
“Now, now, daddy,” she said, “you were here for dinner just two
weeks ago. Remember? Todd splurged on that very expensive Cognac”.
Hilton was surprised. They had been living together for a couple of years
and seemed to be very happy. Todd was an investment analyst doing very
well, as his new Porsche would attest. “Congratulations,” he said
finally, “Am I about to become a grandfather.”
“Daddy!” she said, “not yet, we just want to be married and settled.
Time for babies later. I want you to give me away. You don’t have to do
much else. We have been working on this for the last six months.
Invitations will be going out next week. I hope you can bring Karen,
we’ll send her an invitation.” Karen
After they had hung up Hilton thought that this might be a great
opportunity to repair their relationship. Strange, thinking of Karen
reminded him of his trip to Africa with Tracy. He had kept in touch with
her and her wedding plans were proceeding for next year. He had sent her
copies of many of the photos from the trip and particularly of her
adventure with the Massai warrior. She asked him to keep those pictures
private except for some of the less intimate artistic ones.
A few weeks later Hilton called Karen and asked her to have dinner with
him. She hesitated but finally they agreed on a date and place. He was
waiting at the table when she came in and rose to greet her. They hugged
and he kissed her lightly. Hilton knew what she liked and has taken a
chance on ordering it on this occasion. They talked about various things
with the aperitif and finally Hilton brought up Carol’s wedding plans.
Karen said the usual congratulatory things and asked if there was anything
she could do for Carol. Hilton said no, he didn’t think so but maybe
they could arrange a shower or something together. Karen didn’t think
that would be a good idea but that a stag for Todd might be appropriate. “I’m planning to sail my boat to Niagara-on-the Lake instead of driving,’ Hilton said, “I’d really like it if you would join me on the cruise. I don’t think we’ll encounter any hurricanes on Lake Ontario”. She replied that she would like to think about it, that her own schedule was hectic and her girls would be home from school and that she didn’t like leaving them for too long.
She hadn’t had a problem leaving them last fall so he concluded that she
was still angry with him.
"She's to be married next year and I haven't seen her since January.
We keep in touch and I'm going to stand up for her at her wedding. I suspect
that will be changed by the wedding date", he said.
After dinner Karen said that she would like to go to the wedding but that
she would probably drive and come back after the reception. As they left
the restaurant Hilton took her arm and whispered that he missed her and
looked forward to seeing her again soon. She said she missed him too but
that her life was very complicated now and she couldn’t see them
spending time together in the near future. She took a taxi home and left
Hilton on the curb.
“Bitch!” he thought, “She’s playing hardball. She must be seeing
someone. Fuck it. ” Nonetheless he felt an empty feeling in his stomach. The
Wedding
The trip across the lake to Niagara was routine. He took the clothes he
would need to the marina since he wouldn't need much under the
circumstances and would sleep on the boat until Monday when he sailed
home. His Hunter sailed flawlessly and he cruised in a big arc around the
end of the lake past Burlington Bay and Hamilton and along the south shore
east toward the mouth of the Niagara River. He had to watch for an ocean
ship coming out of the Welland Canal and passed a lake freighter waiting
to enter the canal on the way to Lake Erie probably enroute to Chicago.
He arrived in the early evening in time for the rehearsal where he met the
wedding party. Carol introduced him to everyone including the minister,
Todd’s parent, the bridesmaids and the best man. They were instructed in
the parts they were to play in the wedding ceremony the next day. He was
quite intrigued by Bob and June, Todd’s parents. They seemed to be an
odd couple, she was young and very attractive and he was a stern looking
gentleman with a somewhat frosty manner.
After the rehearsal everyone went to the Prince of Wales Hotel for a
nightcap and to chat. Most of the guests were staying at the hotel and the
reception would be there. Carol said that she understood Karen would be
coming the next day and that she looked forward to seeing her. Hilton
hadn’t seen her at all since their dinner and only spoke to her once
when he repeated his offer to sail with him.
The wedding went perfectly. The sky was blue and the scent of honeysuckle
filled the air. Niagara
on the Lake is a beautiful old town of huge trees, parks, tourist
attractions surrounded by acres of the best vineyards in southern Ontario.
The home of the Shaw Festival it attracts visitors from around Ontario,
upstate New York and other border states.
Karen arrived late in the morning with her two girls and she looked
radiant in her summer outfit. She took her place in the bride’s section
and didn’t say much to Hilton. He tried to engage her in conversation
but failed. After the ceremony she joined with other friends until the
reception, a grand affair with delicious food, music and toasts. Hilton
proposed his toast to the bride and wished her all the happiness in the
world. In his heart he knew happiness comes and goes and for him right now
it had gone. He was feeling decidedly blue.
Karen and the girls left early to drive back to Toronto. She said goodbye
to Hilton with a peck on the cheek. “What the hell is with this
bitch?” he wondered to himself as he watched her drive out of the
parking lot. “Screw it, let’s see what I can come up with for
myself.” Just then June grabbed his arm and said, “Let’s dance,
sailor.” With that he turned and went to the dance floor.
June had had a couple of drinks and was feeling loose. They twirled about
on the fast ones but when a slow dance came on she snuggled up to him and
rubbed her hips into his crotch. He almost felt embarrassed and looked
over to see Bob talking to Todd, not paying any attention to his wife.
Hilton tried to excuse himself from her but she was attached to him.
Attractive, not tall, well endowed with round hips and slender legs, she
aroused his interest in more than dancing. They danced out to the patio
bar where got a couple of drinks on the pretext of cooling down in the
night air. He asked her if she wasn’t concerned that Bob would miss her
but she said that he would be fine. Suddenly Hilton felt her hand on his
crotch and she remarked that he felt fine, too. He tilted her
head and kissed her hard while feeling very guilty about doing it.
She was quick to push her tongue into his mouth and tighten her grip on
his cock. Acting like a couple of teenagers Hilton said that they should
stop. She pulled away and pouted.
Nevertheless, Hilton was horny. He hadn’t had a good lay in months and
the thought of fucking this horny bitch was intriguing. He would need to
be discrete because this was his daughter’s wedding and June was the
groom’s mother, for Christ sake. However, the devil was in his pants and
Karen had left early. The booze clouded his brain and he thought, “Fuck
her” and decided to have June. He said, “we’d better check on your
husband. You make an appearance and then get your horny little ass back
here. See what our kids are doing, too. I don’t want them tripping over
us.”
She came back in a few minutes and said Bob was talking to some
people and that Carol and Todd were changing to go on their honeymoon.
“We have about fifteen minutes”, she added. Hilton put an arm around
her waist and pulled her outside into the shadows behind the building. He
began to unbutton her blouse but it was complicated so he just rubbed her
tits through the clothing. She was hot and her nipples were hard little
bullets. Her hand was fumbling with his belt and finally she was inside
his pants massaging his cock. He pushed her against the wall and lifted
her skirt and fingered her juicy pussy. She was more than ready as he
unzipped his fly and let his cock spring loose. He pulled her panties
aside and pushed himself into her. Oh god, it felt good to be sliding in a
hot box again. She seemed to be enjoying it swinging her hips back and
forth to match his beat. It went on for what seemed forever when she
suddenly moaned and gripped him in her vagina causing him to explode deep
inside her. His knees were rubber as the spasms of pleasure roared
throughout his body.
They returned to the party through separate doors and she went to Bob and
gave him a kiss on the cheek. Hilton didn’t know what she said but Bob
nodded. Suddenly the crowd began to clap as the bride and groom appeared
to be ceremoniously seen to their car for the trip down the road the
Niagara Falls.
A little later Bob came by and said, “June tells me you have invited us
to take a cruise tomorrow.” Hilton nodded. "I have to be back home
early tomorrow. I’d like to go but really cannot. I don’t know if
you’d like to take June alone. She says she’d love to go and I
can leave the car for her here. I can ride back with my brother if you
don’t mind”.
Mind, thought Hilton. Jesus, I don’t mind one fucking bit. He was
feeling a little drunk and didn’t usually talk this way. “Gee Bob,”
he said, “I’m really sorry you can’t come. I was looking forward to
showing you my boat. If June really wants to go for a cruise, well sure, I
can run her out on the lake. It will be a pleasure for me to do that.”
And so it was agreed that Hilton and June would cruise on Lake Ontario the
next day. Go to the next Chapter, Cruising on Lake Ontario. Home Page |
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