Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E12

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

We were up early the following morning-Thanksgiving- at five. Grandma was up, too even though we'd told her to sleep in. She made us a good breakfast while I loaded the suitcases into the rental. Saying good-bye to Grandma was harder than I'd thought. "I love you, Grandma-you're the best." I hugged and kissed her and stepped aside for Cinda.

"You take care, Granddaughter... you, too Ty. She stood and waved in the brightening day as I drove away. Driving with Cinda was a lot different than driving alone. We talked about everything-books, music, even about making love. She wanted to know what liked; that was easy-I liked everything she did with me. asked her what she liked. "Everything," she replied with a smile. Then I asked her about our sex in the shower.

"What was I doing differently? It seemed that I was really stimulating you somehow. You began to shake almost immediately. Was that your G-spot?"

"I don't know what it was, but it was great...even greater than what you usually do which is wonderful. Making love with you is nothing less than wonderful, Ty. I don't know how it could be better."

"I love you, too." I leaned over a bit and Cinda took the hint.

She kissed my cheek. "That's all for now. You have to keep your eyes on the road." We made good time, arriving at the airport and returning the car by 7:00. We landed in Indianapolis around 11:00. It was almost 1:00 in the afternoon when I pulled onto the off- ramp to our town. Checking out the traffic to my right I noticed

Cinda gripping her thighs so strongly that her knuckles were white.

"Nervous?"

"A little...no, a lot; what will happen if your parents don't like me?"

"That will be their loss. You'll still be stuck with me."

"Good!" She leaned over to plant a kiss on my cheek. "How much farther?"

"About three miles or so." I reached over and took her hand in mine. I drove up the winding two-lane road until I slowed at the long driveway, making the left-hand turn once a big truck had passed. Parking the truck in front of a fence, I turned to see my mother stand from her rocker on the porch. It was one of her favorite places to relax. My dog Fred was already running to me, jumping the low hedge as he raced to the truck.

"Todd! Todd! It's Ty, he's come home!"

Opening the door leaned out to greet Fred. His tail wagged wildly as he pushed his head into my hands. "Think he's glad to see me?"

Cinda responded with a warm smile. "He won't bite me, will he?"

"Never," I replied as I walked around the truck and opened the door

for Cinda, taking her left hand in my right. "Fred...protect." Fred couldn't do any tricks other than sit and stay and fetch, but he was very protective of my family and I'd trained him to protect us on command. He was a big dog, a black Lab-mix with a white blaze on his chest, weighing more than ninety pounds. He nuzzled Cinda's hand as she bent over to pet him and rub his ears. She smiled as Fred's tail wagged yet again.

We walked together toward my mother, Fred trailing closely behind. "Oh...hello Cinda." We reached Mom just as my father emerged from the barn. He came to stand by Mom as she introduced Cinda. "Todd, this is Cinda...Lucinda Oates, Ty's girlfriend."

"Gee, Mom I've been here all of thirty seconds and you've already made three mistakes. I'm not home; we're only visiting. Her name isn't Cinda Oates; it's Cinda Feldner. She's not my girlfriend; she's my wife. We were married in her church yesterday morning. Ask Grandma; she was there." I held my left hand and Cinda's to show our rings. The validated Marriage Certificate would be sent in another week or so.

"Why didn't you tell us, Ty?"

"Let's be honest, Dad-you would have flown down there and spent

the entire time trying to talk me out of it. How long have I been

telling you that I was in love with Cinda-almost six months for

you, Mom and ever since I returned for you, Dad. You heard me-

you'd have to be deaf not to, but you never listened."

I saw Dad look at Mom and she nodded. "You're right, Ty. We should have been more considerate. You did tell us almost every day and we should know what kind of person you are. You're not the kind to make rash decisions. I know I speak for your mother, too-we're both very sorry."

"Um, Cinda dear-would you come with me for a minute or so? I'd like to show you something." Mom took Cinda's hand and led her off to the barn.

They had just disappeared when Dad spoke again. I was petting Fred's throat. "I can understand why you're smitten, Ty. She is a very beautiful young woman."

"Yes, she is, Dad, but that's not why I fell in love with her." I went on to tell the story of how we had met and, as I did, I could see Dad understand. "She is beautiful, but probably ninety percent of her beauty is inside her. She's a totally selfless person. We stayed the last five days with Grandma; she really loves her, too. You'll see once you get to know her."

I heard her then, "Oh, I love it, it's great." She appeared in the window waving at me. "Ty, come up. You need to see this!"

"C'mon, Ty: I'll show you what your mother and I have been up to." I walked with Dad into the barn and up the stairs to the loft. I recalled playing up here in the hay on many occasions. Now it had all changed. The bare walls now had sheetrock over them, rising roughly six feet until they met the sloping roof. The sagging worn floor had been covered with heavy duty plywood and that with hardwood flooring. There were some extra windows-two in the rear and one on each side. A partition in the rear set off a future bathroom, the roughed-in plumbing jutting from the wall. There was a small kitchen off to one side and a bed on the other-it was a nicely-sized studio apartment. I recognized a lot of the furniture I'd grown up with.

"We bought all new furniture for the house and we thought we'd make a small apartment that we could rent up here. We don't really need the money, but we figured we'd use it for a future vacation."

"What your father is trying to say is we'd like for you and Cinda to

rent it. You'd have complete privacy here. Cinda has told me she

can't cook so I'll throw in meals-dinner, at least. I think a seven

hundred and fifty a month is more than fair"

Well, this was a surprise, but not one we'd accept. "We appreciate

the offer, Mom, it's going to be a beautiful apartment, but the

answer has to be no. If there's anything we've agreed on it's our need to be independent. That's the only way we'll grow-

individually and together. If we live here it'll be just like my moving back home.

Mr. Shulman has made arrangements for us to stay at the Maple Tree Inn until we can find an apartment or house. We'll see him first thing tomorrow morning. I'm establishing an S- corporation to handle any legal matters like renting a house. He'll be the treasurer so he can pay bills like rent, electric, cable and water

"This doesn't mean that we don't want to see you or spend time with you. We just want to go our own way."

"Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Feldner-I'm looking forward to getting to know you."

"I guess we don't have any choice, but Cinda I can't have you calling me Mrs. Feldner-that just won't do. Think you can call me Mom? know you call your own mother Momma. Is that okay?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Think you could call me Dad?"

"I never had a father. Yes, I'd love to."

"Well, Todd I think we should celebrate. Our son is a grown up man with a beautiful and intelligent wife. Let's go to the Capitol Grille for dinner." She pulled out her cell and called to see if we could get a reservation. We could, but only at 8:30. Cinda and I agreed, driving first to the Maple Tree Inn to check in and shower. We had returned by five, Fred greeting us with the same enthusiasm. Leaving the farm at 7:30 insured we'd arrive in plenty of time.

We entered and were seated only a minute or two when we ordered drinks-Margaritas for Mom and Dad, iced teas for Cinda and me. Cinda had just glanced at the menu when she leaned over to whisper, "This place is really expensive."

Mom laughed. "Yes it is, Cinda, but we're celebrating. It isn't every day we get a wonderful daughter-in-law. We had a lot to be thankful for."

"Right," Dad chimed in, "just ignore the prices and order whatever you want."

"My family never had much money. McDonalds was a treat for us."

"Money is only good for two things-spending it now and saving it for your old age" Dad continued. "It doesn't make a person better or smarter. Your father, Martha, certainly proved that. You, Cinda, are probably a hundred times the person he was. Sometimes not

having money makes a person stronger. It's only within the past few years that we've had any. We can remember many times we struggled from paycheck to paycheck."

"Dad, did Mom tell you what Grandpa's last words were? After damning me to hell several times he told me 'you're even worse than your father."

Dad laughed and laughed. "He was right, Ty. There were only two people who ever stood up to him and they're both seated at this table."

"I only wish, Dad that you and Mom had told me what was going on

"Your mother told me that you heard us arguing. It was really more of a debate first whether you should go and, second, whether to tell you. We finally decided not to. You're many things, Ty, but I doubt you'll ever be much of a poker player. Your emotions show. too clearly on your face. If you knew about your grandfather you probably would have killed him the first time you saw him. I know it was hard, but we did it for your protection. Obviously, we had no idea he'd try to kill you."

I sat silently for several minutes, but I had the answer almost immediately. "You're right, Dad. I'm sorry for misjudging you." Cinda reached out for my arm, her touch was comforting. Our waiter came and took our order. Cinda was still unsure so she ordered everything I did-lettuce wedge with bleu cheese dressing, onion soup, and filet, medium rare. We agreed to split an order of mashed potatoes. She was in for a treat. The food was great here.

We had a wonderful meal and a better time as Mom and Dad got to know Cinda. I was pretty much full, but suggested that we share a cheesecake for dessert. This was a night of firsts for Cinda-First bleu cheese dressing, first onion soup, first filet, first cheesecake. We returned to my parents' house around 10:30, stayed for a while and left at eleven. It had been a long day.

We were almost to the Inn when I told Cinda, "I'd like to have Fred with us. He's my dog and there will be times when you'll be home alone. I'll feel better knowing that you have Fred for protection."

"Would he really protect me, Ty? He barely knows me."

"He will, don't worry. Dogs can't think the way people do, but he

already knows that I think you're special. He'll take cues from me.

I'm sure you know that dogs are pack animals. You're the alpha

female. He'll give his life for you."

"Well, I hope that never happens."

"So do I obviously, but in never hurts to be prepared. Okay, Mrs. Feldner-we're here." I helped Cinda out of the truck then we unpacked our suitcases. We were in the tiny shower five minutes later and naked in bed ten after that. tried to call Kenny, but he was probably busy trying to fuck his hot girlfriend. I left a voice mail telling him I was back in town and that I'd see him at church. "Bring Mandy. I want you both to meet Cinda-my wife. We'll take you out to lunch after."

"So how was your day?"

"It was wonderful, Ty. I like your parents and I think they like me, too. I even like Fred."

"I can tell you they all like you. In time they'll love you almost as much as I do. Nobody could love you as much as I do." Cinda leaned in to kiss me then climbed over my body to straddle my head even as her lips touched my cock. It twitched in response. Her hands found my balls to massage and caress them as she licked and kissed my organ.

I didn't need any encouragement. I loved Cinda's taste; I'd eat this yummy juicy pussy any time. My lips grazed her labia for a gentle soft kiss. She moaned into my cock. Cinda always knew what buttons to push for me, but I knew hers just as well. Pulling back just a bit I blew on her knowing how hot this always made her. "Ohhhh, Ty!"

"Never fear, baby-you know I'll always take good care of you." I blew some more and when I knew she couldn't take any more my tongue plunged into her tunnel. I tongue fucked her for several minutes, even as she attacked my cock with energy and love. I could feel her getting to me-I had to act now or it would be too late. Shifting my energies to her clit I licked and sucked, pulling it between my teeth. I came into her mouth as she shook wildly on me. Eventually, as always, our orgasms ebbed and we lay together sated. I lifted my wonderful wife, laying her head gently on my shoulder as I covered us and we fell into a blissful sleep.