Cry-Baby seven
After high school
Arriving at the cottage
At the end of the night, around nine thirty pm, the reception ended. Everyone had gone outside to see Cry-Baby and Allison off. A black Cadillac was parked out side the house. The Cadillac had a sign taped to the trunk of the car. It read in large red capital letters 'JUST MARRIED'.
The judge gave Cry-Baby the keys and informed him that he was to drop the car off at the court house the morning he was due to go on his honeymoon. Cry-Baby assured the judge he would not vandalise the car or allow anything to happen to it, that it would be waiting at eleven thirty am on Monday morning out side the court house, ready for him to reclaim.
All the single women stood in a crowd about twenty feet from Allison as she turned around and aimed her bouquet over her shoulder. Allison turned when there was a loud up roar of cheers from the drapes and polite clapping from the squares. Much to Hatchets delight and Milton's dismay, she had caught Allison's bouquet.
Allison then lifted her wedding dress and allowed Cry-Baby to crouch in front of her on his knee as he trailed his hand up her leg and up to her thigh, where he proceeded to slowly and gently rolled down her white lacy garter. He was pleased to discover white silk stockings and white lacy suspenders.
Cry-Baby then stood back up and turned around and flung the white lacy leg garment over his shoulder. He turned when he heard the familiar sound of Milton's dismayed groans. He laughed and as he crowed "whoa Milton what are the odds of both of you and Hatchet catching the bouquet and the garter? I guess you guys are the next to get shackled."
Allison let out an amused laugh at the expression of delight on Hatchets face and the dismayed look upon Milton's. But that looked soon melted into a reluctant smile when he saw how delighted Hatchet actually was.
He now knew if he was to ask Hatchet to marry him next summer, then she was not liable to complain and turn him down, that was always a good and useful thing to know.
Cry-Baby took hold of Allison's hand and led her to the black Cadillac, as the guest threw rice at them. He opened the door for her and waited for her settle then, secure her dress; before he made his way around to the driver's side and got in.
He turned the key in the ignition and nodded in approval at the perfect sound of the car engine. He put the car into gear and they were finally off. Everyone cheered and waved, until the tail lights flickered as the black Cadillac turned the corner and was out of sight.
They drove for the next two hours, reaching the cottage at ten thirty pm. Allison sighed as she was met by darkness, seeing as Cry-Baby had made her wear a blind fold, just as they reached the gates of a clearing.
She was suddenly grateful that she had removed her vale after being on the road for an hour, other wise it would have been bugging her combined with the blind fold. Cry-baby turned briefly and smiled when he noticed she now had removed her vale and said vale was resting in her lap. She truly looked beautiful, with or without it.
Cry-Baby pulled up about fifty feet from the front garden gate before he put on the brakes and he switched off the ignition. He placed the keys in his pocket and got out of the car and quickly made his way around to the passenger's side, whilst in the process of insisting that Allison was not to remove the blind fold.
Allison took hold of her vale and clutched it in her hand as Cry-Baby opened the door and helped Allison out of the car, he closed the door and proceeded to help her down the garden path and stopped at the front garden gate. He then removed the blind fold that was hindering Allison's sight.
Allison blinked as she readjusted to her surroundings after spending the last fifteen minutes wearing a blind fold. Cry-Baby whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist, "surprise love." Allison beamed, now realising why Cry-Baby had insisted upon blind folding her, he had wanted to surprise her, and he had truly succeeded.
"Oh Cry-Baby it's wonderful." And it truly was. It was a two story white cottage, with black shutters with a gypsy like floral pattern on the windows, a black roof and door. Even the picket fence surrounding the quaint little cottage was black.
Cry-baby led her up to the front door and took out the key to the cottage from his trouser pocket. He turned the key in the lock before opening the door and lifting Allison into his arms and carrying her inside, as she laughed in delight, wrapping her arms around his neck as he shut the door with the heel of his shiny black dress shoe clad foot.
Cry-Baby placed his wife on her feet and with a kiss; he then went back to the car to retrieve their belongings for the weekend. He came back in to notice Allison was sucking chocolate off her fingers. He swallowed and shifted uncomfortably, a move that was by no mean lost on his wife. She smirked and asked sweetly "comfortable love?"
Cry-Baby mock scowled and dropped their belongings on the floor and closed the door, and then chased after her with a mock growl. Allison bolted as best as she could in high heels behind the couch, and managed to escape his grasp each time he made a grab for her.
Allison looked smug and was caught off guard when he practically pounced and launched him self over the couch and fell onto said couch taking her with him. He had moved so quickly, that she had hardly any time to react, which is why she found her self on her back with her husband on top of her, with a smug grin plastered on his beautiful face.
Cry-Baby cupped the side of her face and leaned forward and hungrily captured her mouth with his own. He let out a low moan in the back of his throat as he pulled her closer until she was pressed tightly against him, not and inch separating them.
She laced her fingers through his slicked back hair as he slanted his mouth over hers kissing her hard as he pulled back enough to slip his hand up her side to finally rest on her breast.
He pulled away from her mouth breathing harshly as he gently cupped her breast gently fondling it. He leaned forwards and bent his head doing the one thing he had never done before. He gently brushed his lips against her ample cleavage that was visible over the top of her dress.
Allison breath caught at the simple contact, his mouth never having come into to contact with her breast until then. Deciding it was safe to continue when Allison began to gently pet his hair running her fingers through it lovingly.
He applied more pressure and introduced his tongue and teeth into the mix. He suckled the top of her breast, his teeth gently scrapping the soft supple flesh. She whimpered softly tugging his hair slightly.
He gently and slowly trailed his right hand down her side as his left hand stroked her breast and he moved his mouth to her neck happily sucking and nibbling on the tender skin, marking her as his.
He stopped when he reached her thigh and carefully hitched up the layers of silk until his hand met with the soft warm flesh of her upper leg. He caressed her thigh loving the feeling of her smooth skin combined with the silk of her stockings.
His hand travelled up higher and higher until he reached his goal, the one place he had been restricted from until that moment. He gently rubbed the flat of his palm against her lacy covered sex.
Allison froze for a second but then relaxed and gave him full access by spreading her legs wider. He had earned the right to freely explore her in any way he pleased after having been patient with her over the last two years.
Allison tugged on his hair and told him in a breathy whisper "Cry-Baby, I don't want my first time to be on a couch, can we take this up stairs please?"
Cry-Baby kissed her nose and smiled gently and replied "of course love, I'll meet you in the bed room." Allison smiled back and told him "ok I'll see you in fifteen minutes." With one last kiss he got up allowing her to grab a white box from among their belongings. Cry-Baby smiled and asked curiously "what's in the box?"
Allison grinned and replied as he made his way towards her his eyes firmly on the white box in her hand. She laughed "Wade Cry-Baby walker didn't anyone ever tell you curiosity killed the cat?"
Cry-Baby chuckled and replied "yeah as a matter of fact me gran did when I was six and I asked her where babies came from. That's not the point quit changing the subject what pray tell is in that box?"
Allison went into a fit of hysterical giggles as she gasped out between her laughter "oh my god, you asked her where babies came from?" Cry-Baby scowled "hey" he replied defensively "I was a very curious six year old thank you very much. Now the box Allison what's in that box?"
She wiped away a tear of mirth before replying teasingly "well, Mr. Walker you're going to just have to be patient, all in good time. But I will tell you this, believe me when I say you'll enjoy this, other wise the Cry-Baby girls have lost their touch."
Cry-Baby chuckled "oh hell, my sister, Wanda and Hatchet are jointly responsible for the mystery contents of that white box?" Allison smirked and walked past her husband quickly lifting the hem of the wedding dress off the floor with her free hand that wasn't occupied by the box, before he could grab hold of her or said box.
Cry-Baby commented before she was out of ear shot "why do I get the impression the next time I see you, you'll be wearing the flimsiest and most lacy silk scrap of cloth barely enough to cover your body?"
Allison grimaced and commented "no not gonna happen Walker, they didn't go that far. Let's just say it's tasteful but also sexy enough to catch your attention. I'm thinking that Pepper chose it and Wanda and Hatchet went halves with her, other wise it would have been black or red and crotch-less."
Cry-Baby couldn't help it he let out a bark like laugh. Allison knew Wanda and Hatchet face better then anyone would ever wish to, same went for his sister. Two years of close friendship tended to do that.
Cry-Baby turned to the coffee table in the centre of the room and noticed it had two tall champagne flutes and bucket filled with ice, keeping a large bottle of champagne cold.
Also a tray of the finest dark, white and milk chocolate, from Belgium, France and Italy, as well as two separate bowls, one filled with strawberry's and another filled with whipped cream.
Cry-Baby grinned happily 'dam the judge and Mrs. Vernon-Williams really went all out. Christ I've never seen so many different types of chocolate. Oh and the strawberry's and cream.
Hell I bet neither the judge nor Mrs. Vernon-Williams will have expected me to use those strawberries's cream and chocolate for what I planned to use them for' Cry-Baby thought with a leering grin.
His grinned widened even further and became more leer worthy when he thought of how he was going to lick the chocolate and cream off Allison's breasts, how he was going to eat the ripe and juicy berries from out of her belly button. He felt him self growing hard at the hot and satisfying imagines his mind was creating; he let out a lustful growl.
He picked up the bucket and the tray and carefully balanced both as he slowly made his way up the stairs to the top half of the two story cottage. He entered the first bed room of four, it was the only room in the cottage that had a hand written note pinned there saying Mr. and Mrs. Walker.
Cry-Baby grinned at the large black cherry wood four poster bed that was in the centre of the room covered in dark forest green sheets and large pillows. The drapes around the bed were a deep royal blue as were the floor length curtains on the window.
The floors were polished black cherry wood that matched the bed, the dresser and the dressing table, and wardrobe and bed side table on either side of the bed. There was a large white and black Persian rug in the centre of the floor.
There was also a large black and white marble fire place on the centre wall. 'Dam the judge really must be earning a shit load of money doing what he does' Cry-Baby thought as he took in his surroundings.
Cry-Baby placed the tray and the champagne bucket on the dressing table. He then noticed a black box with a floral pattern on it. He opened the lid to discover it contained twelve creamy white candles. Cry-baby found a box of matches as well.
He spread the candles around the room in random spots that were not near any curtains or places that were liable to go up in flames. He then lit the candles and noticed they had a strong scent of vanilla and musk.
He then turned and noticed that there was a poker and a bucket of coal near the fire place. He took some of the coal and placed it in side the fire place before he lit a match and threw it on the coal. He used the poker to stoke the fire until it was burning brightly.
And finally with the rooms lighting and temperature taken care of, Cry-Baby removed his jacket, his bow tie, his socks and shoes, and left only his shirt and trousers on. He opened the first four buttons so the top half of his chest and his neck were visible.
He then proceeded to remove the cufflinks that belonged to Allison's father; that Mrs. Vernon-Williams and Allison had insisted he wore for the wedding. He placed them on top of the dresser so they wouldn't be lost.
Cry-Baby then popped the cork on the champagne bottle and took the two champagne flutes and filled them part way. Replacing the bottle inside the bucket, Cry-Baby left Allison's glass on the dressing table and took his own and headed over to the window.
The sill was large enough and wide enough for him and Allison to sit on. Cry-Baby sat down and swung his legs onto the sill and rested his head against the wall and stretched his long legs out and rested his right hand on his slightly bent knees, as he sipped from his champagne glass with his left hand.
Cry-Baby turned when he heard Allison walk through the bed room door. His breath caught at the sight of her. She was wearing.
An: Sorry for the cliffy but you won't be disappointed with chapter eight, at least I hope not.