I thought long and hard about what Jill had said. As the day passed I thought of Simon bragging to his mates about having sex with me. It horrified me to think he would do such a thing, but would he? When he didn't phone me the next day my hopes for him faded. Maybe Jill was right, I felt used and dirty. I couldn't get in touch with Sarah because she was now on holiday in Africa. I waited by the phone waiting for Simon to call. As the minutes turned to hours I lost hope. I cried and cried. I went to bed Saturday night realising just how lonely I was, it hurt more than I can say. Sunday morning at 9 o'clock the phone rang. I had a strange mixture of emotions all in a brief few seconds. I prayed it was Simon saying when he was picking me up. Maybe he was calling to tell me he wasn't coming. Maybe he was going to laugh at me, and tell me I was a sad old bag and useless in bed. I had visions of him surrounded by his laughing mates as he mocked me down the phone.
"Well, has he called you?"
"No, he, he hasn't," I mumbled in reply.
"Huh, didn't I tell you? Trust me Mary I'm only doing this for your own good. Now we'll be round in an hour to pick you up for church. My brother has a surprise for you, don't disappoint him again, or you'll end up on the shelf, lonely and with nothing."
I sat in the front of the car next to Alvin. I was usually in the back with Sandra. I tried to smile but it was forced. The silence on the way to church was awful. When we got out Jill grabbed my arm, she nodded at her brother. I watched as he got down on one knee.
"Mary would you please do me the honour of becoming Mrs Alvin Kenny?"
I looked between Jill and Sandra. Jill stood there with a stone expression on her face. Sandra nodded at me with a smile, like she was coaxing me to say yes. I looked down at Mr Kenny. The sun shone on his bald head. Was this a sign from up above? This was the third time he had asked me to marry him, but the other times it was less formal, and more of polite suggestion. I watched him open a small box; I gazed at the shinning diamond ring. I swallowed. Maybe I should, it would make some sense. A gathering crowd of church goers stood waiting for my reply. Even the vicar was there with a soft smile on his face. I nodded. Jill's expression remained the same. Sandra nodded and gestured with her hands that I should do more than just nod. I cleared my throat.
"Ye, yes, I will marry you."
People clapped and gave me polite taps on the back. The vicar smiled and Sandra seemed to be applauding with relief. I looked at Jill and she gave me a little smile. She almost had a look of a black widow spider on her face for an instant. Alvin got to his feet and kissed my cheek. Everyone moved into the church, leaving just Jill, Alvin, and me outside. Jill took my hand and started pulling off the rings Ted had given me. I pulled back a little.
"Now come on silly, you should wear my brother's ring with pride," she whispered.
I watched the rings Ted had given me disappeared into Jill's handbag. I never looked at the ring Alvin had put on my finger. I went into the church in a daze. I stood next to Alvin, who couldn't stop smiling. At the end of the service the Vicar announced our engagement. People clapped and cheered. I felt a little embarrassed about all the fuss as we made our way out. We shook hands with the vicar. He smiled at us.
"Mary, I am so glad you and Alvin are getting together. I'm sure god will steer you in the right direction. Another two of his children getting married can only please him," the vicar said with a warm smile.
Just then there was a loud clap of thunder, that made all of us jump. The clouds made the sky darken almost like an eclipse of the sun, and lightening shot to the ground just outside the church. The vicar's face had now lost its smile; he looked back at me with a worried expression. He quickly smiled at me again, but the worry wasn't masked that well.
The next day Jill phoned to say she had spoken to the vicar. She had arranged everything, a young couple had called off their marriage in 4 weeks time, and the vicar said he would be happy to marry Alvin and me on that date.
"It is a little soon isn't it?" I mumbled.
"No Mary it is not, why wait longer anyway. Don't worry I have everything planned, just leave it to me."
"But it's the day James and Sarah return from holiday, they will be tired."
"Look I'm sure they will be at the church in time. I mean you don't want to leave it later. Alvin is just so happy and keen to use this date."
Over the next few weeks I settled into things a little easier. Alvin was so attentive to me, and I realised that I should just be grateful that someone wanted me. The day came quickly and I wore a cream wedding dress that Jill and Sandra helped to pick out for me. I hadn't heard from Sarah yet. Alvin dropped a note through her door the morning of the wedding, to tell them to get to the church for 12 o'clock. The day went on but there was no sign of my daughter. Still now I was Mrs Kenny and we went back to my home as husband and wife.
"I need to walk Sammy he hasn't really been out all day."
"Oh he can wait I'll let him out the back," Alvin said with a smile.
He held me in his arms and we kissed. I tried to push away a little but he was so passionate.
"Oh you look so pretty Mrs Kenny. How about we go to bed for awhile before my sister gets here?"
"Well, I am a little tired."
"Oh you are a tease, Mrs Kenny," he said with a smile.
I walked to the stairs with Alvin behind me. In all my time knowing Alvin I never considered him in a sexual way. I know that sounds a little odd, but I just didn't. I didn't think he was interested in sex, I just thought he didn't think about things like that. I lifted my long dress as we went up the stairs. Alvin lifted the back for me. He just kept raising it higher and higher.
"Alvin please, that is high enough," I mumbled.
"Oh I just need to see those stocking tops darling."
I felt his hand on my backside. He groaned with lust. I sort of rushed into the bedroom. I took a deep breath as I turned to face my new husband. He had sweat on his top lip. I gulped as he started to take his trousers down.
"Wait!" I shrieked
He looked a little shocked, but his face turned to a rather worrying sick grin.
"Yes, you are right, I am your husband and you are my wife. Maybe you should take them off."
I felt his hands on my shoulders and I just slipped to my knees. I reached up and watched my fingers tremble as I started to open his trousers. I looked up and saw him smiling down at me. As I pulled his pants down his cock sprang out. I knelt there in shock as it jutted straight out.
"Show me your breasts?" he groaned thickly.
I sort of reached for the zip on the back of my dress. I pulled it down and pulled my arms out of it. While I did this I just couldn't take my eyes off his cock. He groaned as my breasts came into view. But it was like I was in another world. I just couldn't stop gawping between his legs!
"Kiss it for me, go on."
For the first time I looked away from his cock and up into his eyes.
"I, I've never done that before," I mumbled.
"We haven't got time for proper sex. Just, just give me a blow job, quickly," he panted.
"I, I can't do it, Alvin please don't make me do it," I whimpered.
"Oh my look at your huge tits, come on wife, suck me, please."
His voice was full of panic. It was like he only had seconds to live!
I looked back at his cock and for the first time I touched it with my hand. I shook my head knowing I couldn't possibly put it in my mouth. I didn't need to, it just happened. He cursed and swore as spunk shot at my face.
"Damn it woman suck it!" he snapped in a pleading tone.
His legs shook and he face was bright red. He looked so pathetic and instantly I felt silly knelt there. I stood to my feet and gave his cock a few jerks. His spunk trickled out into my fingers.
"I'm sorry Mary, I, just couldn't hold on," he panted.
"Alvin, I am never putting your cock in my mouth."
"Is it because of my size?" he asked nervously.
A chuckle escaped my mouth, but I quickly reprimanded myself.
