The Pastor Of Kink (12 page)

ROISIN

I woke early the next day, the bright sun streaming in through the window. We had been so wrapped up in one another we had left the blinds open.  Considering events of the day before I felt surprisingly relaxed, a sense of calm had washed over me.  Trey was still asleep, his arm wrapped around me, holding me close as though it were a protective shield. Truth be known I have never felt safer than I do when in his arms.

I lay just watching him, the steady rise and fall of his chest, the way his brow furrowed now and then. His long lashes that fanned against his lower lash line.  That chiselled jaw line. I would never tire of looking at him, for me he was perfect in every way. I ran my fingers over his chest and traced the lines between the muscles of his torso. Pausing slightly as he stirred, I had to stifle a giggle, he looked so sweet and oh so innocent, which of course we all know is untrue, he was my man and I didn’t care how wicked he was deep inside, we would work our way through his demons.

“When you have quite finished man handling my body” I jumped as his rich toned voice startled me.

“I woke you I am so sorry, you just looked so peaceful, and my mind started wandering, go back to sleep it’s very early” Resting my hand on his chest as I placed a gentle kiss on his neck. His response to this was to lift the bedclothes and inform me it was impossible to sleep with what he had going on. A quick glance was enough to have me melt into his side  “Good Morning to you too”

TREY

We didn’t move much that day, from the bed that is. We did plenty of moving while in there, just not moving much further than to get food and drink. No rough kinky stuff, just slow and deep, it was as though we had started a completely new relationship, we just needed to feel connected.

Now and then I found myself saying a silent prayer of thanks for a second chance, and this time I had no intention of blowing it. I was going to have to let her move sooner or later, before we became rooted to the bed. Although knowing she is pregnant means no more condoms so lots more fun to be had. Silently chastising myself for thinking of sex yet again, I get up from the bed and head into the kitchen. Pulling the refrigerator door open I take out the ingredients to make a simple salad. We even have some ready cooked chicken breasts that I can throw on top of it. As I am slicing the tomatoes I get the feeling of being watched, glancing up my gaze is met by the vision of beauty, Roisin. As I am pretty much done making the salad I head over to her and give her a gentle kiss on her forehead then lead her to the table making sure she stays put, she still looks fragile after the stress of the last few days. I am determined that she will never go through anything like that again. I am going to be by her side all the time, even when she goes out. That scumbag Clay Jackson will get nowhere near her.

ROISIN

The last two weeks have passed by so fast; I am now in full panic mode for the wedding. I have to go get another fitting for my dress, as I am pretty certain I have lost weight. I am struggling so much with morning sickness that lasts pretty much all day long that I am smaller now.  I am so excited though that I am constantly day dreaming of a beautiful sunny day, although knowing my luck it will be nice in the next week or so and then rain on the day. 

Tessa and I arrive at the bridal store a little before our appointment time, both in full on giggle mode. The assistant takes us through to the dressing area. I sit back and wait to see what Tessa looks like, I haven’t seen her dress yet, after events of the last day we were out dress shopping I had to leave her to get hers on her own. I have left her to it, as I haven’t really had a colour scheme in mind.  I glance up as I hear the curtain being pulled back. “TESSA YOU LOOK AMAZING” She stood on the small raised platform in the most beautiful black fitted dress. It was a tight bodice with an overlay of black lace. I would never have thought black would have been good for a wedding but this was totally amazing. The bottom fanned out into a small fishtail effect. Similar in style to my dress, just a shorter fishtail, she also had a pair of black lace shoes on. Her hair had been piled up on top of her head in a messy up do. She could be stood in a black garbage sack and look stunning. I gave my head a slight shake; come on Roisin pull your self together.

The assistant motioned for me to join her in the dressing room. I stepped into my dress and she pulled it up my body. I could hear her muttering to herself so asked if there was a problem. “You need to not lose anymore weight, you are too skinny, however your boobs seem to be bigger so we need to let the dress out there a little but take it in more than a little at the waist area. Do you think you can keep yourself at this size now please? You only have five days to go; if you lose anymore we won’t be able to do anything after today. Your dress will be ready for collection the day after tomorrow”.

I stepped out into the main dressing area and stood on the same platform Tessa had been on. Running my hands down over my stomach as I looked in the mirror, if the girls back in Belfast could see me now they would never believe they were looking at the same girl. That skinny runt of a child they used to love to humiliate at the slightest chance they could get.  I was shaken from my memories as Tessa sniffed in front of me; there she stood with tears rolling down her face.  I beamed the biggest smile; that reaction was all I needed.

Once we were both changed back into our everyday clothes we headed out into the sunshine, next stop was to make sure Trey had everything he needed organised. We pretty much fell through the door at my apartment, full of giggles and high spirits “Trey! We’re home! Trey? Where are you?” I headed into the kitchen to a big heart attached to the refrigerator; in the centre of it was the words “You can have more of this later”

I couldn’t help but laugh as I heard a fake retching noise behind me, turning to find Tessa imitating sticking her fingers down her throat.  I opened the refrigerator and passed her a bottle of wine, then got myself a glass of juice. Handing Tessa a glass I reached for some chips and headed into the lounge, where we both fell into the sofa with a sigh of relief.  We sat and chatted the rest of the afternoon away, before long the whole bottle of wine was gone and Tessa was a bit worse for wear. That was when she started asking questions. She wanted to know what Trey was like in bed, as the only one of my friends to have not slept with him she felt left out. Was he really that hot in the sack that women couldn’t stop themselves? I felt myself flushing with embarrassment as she continued to pry. 

Just as I was about to answer one of her questions that deep toned voice broke the silence “Now Tessa, I really don’t think you need to know anymore, when I said I was going to change for Roisin I meant it. Count yourself lucky that you don’t know anymore.”

I almost choked on my drink as I started laughing; it was Tessa’s turn to flush with embarrassment, before long I had tears streaming down my face from laughing so much. Trey grabbed a beer and joined me on the sofa we chatted the rest of the day away, Tessa was far to drunk to be able to head home so Trey got her pillows and a blanket from the closet.  We left her to sleep the wine off and headed off to bed ourselves, where we snuggled together until we drifted off to sleep.  If you believe we slept you are much mistaken.

TESSA

After what had been such a fun day I had gotten carried away with the wine. It must have been about four in the morning when I woke with a start; wondering where the hell I was. As I looked around the darkened room to take in where I was, I could hear a faint thudding against a wall. I wondered what it was and decided to get up and investigate, as I headed into the hall I stifled my giggles, it was coming from the bedroom, all I could hear was a female voice moaning and the gruff grunts of Trey combined with the thud of the bed against the wall.

Turning on my heels I headed to the kitchen for water, as I downed the last of what was in the glass I heard a cough behind me. I turned to find Roisin looking extremely sweaty and dishevelled; I couldn’t help myself as I started to laugh. “I think I am going to head on home now hun, I am sober but I don’t feel right being here while you guys are so lost in one another. Maybe I should get you to see if he has an equally hot and randy friend for me, I forget what its like it’s been so long”. On that note I scurried to organise myself for leaving.  Giving the lovebirds space.

TREY

Today’s the day. The day I get to marry my soul mate. I would like to say I am not nervous in the least little bit, but I can’t. To be truthful I am terrified she will change her mind at the last minute and not turn up. I didn’t even have a best man; in fact Tessa was being both maid of honour and best man. Yes I know, not really the way things are done, but what more can I do?  I pottered around the apartment to pass the time on before I would need to get ready. Roisin had stayed with Tessa last night, because I couldn’t return to my place due to Clay still being on the loose.

Glancing at the clock to see how long I had, I sighed as I realised it was only five minutes later than the last time I had looked. I just want to get on with the day, to get to that point where they finally say we are married and I can call her my wife.

Another shower it is then, I need to keep myself occupied or I am going to start drinking and I don’t think that will go down very well. I can’t help but laugh at the picture I now have in my head. A swaying drunk figure; with an idiotic grin on his face. I can see the disapproval on everyone’s faces.

Coffee that will keep me occupied a little while longer, then maybe another shower. Or maybe I should take a nap; I definitely can’t get into any trouble doing that. I make my way to our room and lay on the bed, I can smell her perfume, which always brings a smile to my face. Closing my eyes I feel myself drifting into slumber.

ROISIN

Today’s the day readers, the day I finally get to be a bride. Who would have thought that the bolshie redhead from Belfast would be doing this? Tessa and I had been up since seven this morning. She had even put my hair up for me. All I had left to do was put my makeup on and then the dress. Madge from the diner had offered the services of her husband to drive me to church and she was going to give me away. I wasn’t one for doing things by the book. So seeing as Tessa was going to be standing for both Trey and I why not go the whole hog and do things totally different.

“Roisin do you want some breakfast?” Tessa’s voice called from her kitchen “I have bacon and eggs oh and I also have a little treat for the bride too, I won’t be too long with it, so don’t you dare say you don’t want any”

That girl was so funny, asks the question but then tells you what the answer is before you can respond. I make my way to the table and take a seat. My stomach has been doing backflips for the last hour, I don’t know if it is nerves or excitement.

“Close your eyes, here it comes” I hear her say as she places the plates on the table. “OH WOW you got soda bread! Where did you get it? This is so perfect, a traditional Ulster Fry for brekkie on my wedding day”

I tucked in and managed to clear the plate. “That was a damn fine breakfast Tess, only thing I need now is a good strong mug of tea” Collecting the plates, I made my way to the kitchen to make the drinks. Once we had finished I decided it was time to get myself organised. Makeup was next on the agenda.

I sat at the dressing table and took a long look at my reflection in the mirror; I need to cover this damn scar. It wasn’t as red and angry looking, but it was still visible, although I was probably viewing it in its worst context, as it had only been a couple of weeks since it happened. I busied myself carefully layering moisturiser, foundation, and concealer and finishing with setting powder. One more look in the mirror and although I wasn’t satisfied it was perfectly covered, I had managed to hide it somewhat.

As I looked in the mirror Tessa walked into view, she looked stunning all made up and already dressed. “Time to get your dress on chick, need some help?” I nodded and stepped forward. Shrugging my robe off my shoulders and stepping into the dress while Tessa pulled it gently up my body, once on, she laced the back of it together and held her hand out for me to balance while I put my shoes on.  As I looked up at her she had tears in her eyes as she quietly muttered “WOW you will blow Trey away in this”

A loud knock at the door sent Tessa to see who it was. It was Madge with her husband Bert; they both stood in silence as I turned to face them. That was it, the floodgates opened, Madge stood with tears, as did Tessa. Bert however just stood, rolled his eyes, and took it all in his stride. He held his hand out to escort me to his car, with Madge and Tessa clucking behind us. I could hear them both chatting away as though they had never been to a wedding before. On reaching his car, which was covered with ribbons and flowers on the back shelf, Bert opened the door and helped me inside. Madge got in on the opposite side and Tessa in the front next to Bert.

“Ready?” Madge whispered at the side of me. “As ready as I am ever going to be” I replied.

TREY

“FUCK!” I woke with a start and realised the time, way to go Trey you fucking dick, the one day where you can’t turn up late and it has to be your wedding day. So much for having another shower, I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, ran my fingers through my hair and made my way back into the bedroom. I am definitely going to be pushing it for time now.

After a struggle I finally look in the mirror and decide I look good enough, slide my feet into my shoes before heading out the door.

“Oh for FUCKS SAKE! I didn’t grab my keys I am now going to be really cutting it fine as I am going to have to walk, well ok not walk I am going to have to run. So I am going to be a sweaty mess by the time I get there.

As I reached the end of the block I decided to flag down the first car that came along to hitch a ride. Who should it be? It was Becca of all people. She pulled in to the kerb and sneered as she laughed, “OH DEAR! Look at him all dressed in his monkey suit, running late are we? I can give you a ride but it will cost you”

I leant into the car window and looked her right in the eye as I replied, “Becca I would rather fuck an STI infested whore than touch you again”. I left her staring after me in dismay as I flagged down the vehicle behind. Taking the front seat as the driver nodded in agreement to take me to the church.

Arriving at the church I bid my saviour a hearty thank you and ran to the back door I felt my stomach lurch, no not now please, this is not the time to get nervous. Too late I grabbed the nearest thing I could, a large pot plant and vomited. Taking a tissue out of my pocket I wiped my mouth and popped a mint to disguise the smell of my breath. I had literally just got in position as the music started. Roisin must have arrived at the front as I had entered through the back door.

After willing myself to turn around round to see her as she made her way to my side, I managed to raise my head and was met with the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. My beautiful Roisin looked amazing in her gown, her face enhanced by her gorgeous smile. I swallowed back the tears threatening to flow and watched her make her final walk as a single woman. Madge beside her looking like a proud mother, and Tess following on behind, all with smiles as big as the moon. I also noticed that Cathy and Cassie were both here too, I was happy that they had all made up and settled their differences, I knew how much their friendship meant to Roisin.

ROISIN

As I reached his side Trey turned to face me, taking my hand in his as he whispered, “You look stunning”. Madge leant forward and whispered “Good luck” as I turned and mouthed the words “Thank You.”

The service was beautiful, everyone listening intently as we said our vows to one another. My tears flowed freely through my giggles and constant blushes. The Pastor kept us all going by throwing in jokes about Trey finally being off the market. He had just reached the part where he asks the congregation if anyone objected to our marriage when there was a loud bang of the main door. Everyone turned at the same time to see what was happening. There stood by the door was Trey’s nemesis Clay Jackson. He didn’t say a word; he just stood and stared at us both intently. Trey made an initial move to confront him, but I gripped his hand tightly and as he looked at me I shook my head

TREY

“I don’t believe this guy does he ever give up” I said to myself, as I made to face him off. But I felt strong hand from Roisin, as I looked at her she stared deep into my eyes and shook her head slowly. I knew at that moment what she meant, don’t bite, don’t let him spoil this day, and I felt myself relax and we both turned back to face the pastor

ROISIN

The pastor gave a soft ahem to get our attention and continued the service. The atmosphere was tense and fraught with anticipation of something else happening, but we continued on with our vows. The room erupted into a crescendo of applause as the pastor loudly declared, “I now declare you man and wife. You may kiss your bride”

I squealed loudly as Trey swept me off my feet into his arms, placing the tenderest of kisses on my lips. Pulling me close to his body he whispered softly into my ear “I love you Mrs Prescott.

We both turned to look behind us to see if Clay was still there. No surprise was had when we saw he had gone.