Flowers For A Wounded Soldier: A BBW Erotica (4 page)

The
candle light flickered around them as they sat opposite one another in the
large bathtub. They sat in comfortable silence, their legs wrapped around each
other. Anna opened one eye and stared at Brent’s now-soft cock. She admired it
for a moment – it was nicely shaped, long, and when hard, thick. Anna leaned
her head back and closed her eyes for another minute, thinking about the
amazing sex they had just had. She could get used to that.

She
looked up at Brent and saw that his eyes were closed. “Hey, wake up soldier!”
Brent opened one eye at looked at her. “I wasn’t asleep. Although you did
really wear me out.” Anna laughed. “Then let’s go to bed.” Anna stood and
grabbed a towel of the rack, handing it to Brent. They stood in the warm water
for a few more moments, drying each other off, kissing each other lightly as
they stared into one another’s eyes.

Anna
slipped into a night gown and Brent put back on his boxer shorts. Anna looked
down at Brent’s crotch. “I’ll miss you.” Brent looked at her inquisitively.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Anna laughed. “I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking
to your cock.” Brent smiled. “I’m sure you’ll see him again soon enough.” As
they laid their heads down on the pillows, Anna wrapped her arms around Brent.
She listened to his breathing calm as he went to sleep. Anna was not too far
behind.

Screams.
Screams? Anna shot up in bed. Her mind still lost in the confusion of sleep,
she looked at Brent. He was screaming at the top of his lungs. She could see
the terror in his face. “Brent, Brent, wake up! Is everything alright?” She
shook him, trying to wake him from his nightmare. Brent shot straight up, and
Anna watched beads of sweat trail down his face. His eyes began to water, and
the next thing she knew, his tears mixed sweat.

“What
happened, are you okay?” Brent stared forward at her wall, his eyes welling
with tears. “I need to go. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Brent hopped out of bed
and grabbed his things. Anna didn’t even have a chance to say anything before
he bolted out the door of her bedroom. She sat in stunned silence as she heard
Brent’s tires screech on her driveway. As she laid her head down on her pillow,
she tried to figure out what had just happened. Her heart raced as she pulled
the covers over her. It would take a few hours before she fell asleep again.

A
nna
slammed her palm into the buzzing alarm clock next to her head. As she looked
at the clock, the numbers began to set in. She was an hour late for work. In a
sudden burst of realization, she jumped out of bed and slipped on her work
clothes, quickly checking to make sure she had everything. Speeding out of her
driveway, sleep still in her eyes, she began to think about what had happened
the night before.

As
Anna pulled up to the shop, she noticed someone standing outside the door,
checking their watch. Briskly walking to the door, she yelled down the
sidewalk. “I’m so, so sorry I’m late.” As she got closer to the entrance,
however, she realized that it was just Susan. “Oh, Susan, what are you doing
here?”

“Well
Ms. Anna, I was hoping to buy some flowers. Long night last night, huh?” Susan
smiled as she jabbed Anna in the ribs with her elbow. Anna turned the key in
the door. “You might say that. I’ll tell you all about it once we get inside.”
Susan raised her eyebrow and patted Anna on the back as they stepped inside.

Anna
gave Susan a quick rundown of the events of the previous night, leaving out the
more personal details. “Wow, so you have this incredible date, you get it on,
and then he wakes up screaming in the middle of the night and runs out the
door? What did you do to him?” Anna did not smile. “I don’t know. I don’t know
what happened. What
did
I do?” Susan sighed as she leaned her elbows
against the countertop. “Honey,
you
didn’t do anything. You said that he
had been injured in combat right?”

“Yes,
his unit was hit by a roadside bomb and he sustained some head injuries. It was
strange, he forgot a lot of things that had happened to us in high school.”
Susan pursed her lips. “You know my sister is married to a Marine, right?” Anna
smiled a little. “I didn’t know you had a sister.” Susan waved her hand in the
air dismissively. “Yes, yes, she’s the gem of the family, blah blah blah.
Anyways, her husband got back from deployment not long ago, and I guess he saw
some really awful things over there.”

“So
you think that what happened had something to do with what happened over
there?” Susan put her chin in one hand. “That would be my best guess. Night
terrors are not uncommon with people who have been through war time, you know.
He didn’t get back long ago, he’s still healing from his injuries, some of his
memory is gone, and his mother is in the hospital. I think it’s pretty
plausible that all of that contributed to what happened.” Anna nodded her head.
Susan really was a godsend, and Anna appreciated her ability to sort things
out.

“Maybe
you’re right, Susan. Should I call him? I’m really worried about him.” Susan
stood up straight and displayed her empty palms. “Maybe you should give him a
few days. I don’t know Anna, use your best judgment.” Anna gave a small smile.
“You know I’m not very good at using my best judgment.” Susan laughed a little.
“You’re better than you think dear. Trust yourself a little more. I bet he
feels awful about what happened. Give him a few days, and then call him.” Anna
nodded. “Maybe you’re right. I should give him a little space I guess.” Susan
nodded as she began to walk through the aisles. “Now, about those flowers you
were going to help me pick out.” Anna walked out from behind the counter and
followed Susan into the aisles.

Two
days later, Anna still hadn’t heard anything from Brent. She checked her phone
almost obsessively. Every time her phone buzzed her heart leapt as she looked
at the screen, but his name never appeared. As Anna was closing up shop, her
phone buzzed again in her pocket. It was probably just her mother calling about
dinner. As she reached into her apron, she looked at the screen and saw the
word “Brent” splayed across the screen.

“Hello,
Brent?” There was a brief pause on the other end. “Hi Anna.” Anna leaned
against the counter. “Are you alright? I’ve been worried sick about you.” Anna
could hear some shuffling in the background. “I’m so sorry. I meant to call you
earlier, but... something came up.” Anna frowned. “What’s wrong, what
happened?” She could hear Brent take a deep breath, and his voice came out
choppy, as if he was about to cry. “My mother passed away last night. I’m so
sorry about all of this. I shouldn’t have called.” Anna put her free hand to
her mouth.

“No
Brent, you definitely should have called. Are you alright, is there anything I
can do for you?” Anna could feel a sharp pain in her chest. “Will you come to
the wake tonight, Anna? My mother always really liked you, and... I could use
your support right now.” Anna nodded, knowing that Brent could not see her. “Of
course Brent. I’ll do anything I can to help.” Brent sighed on the other end of
the phone. “Thank you. I just wanted to say, our date was amazing the other
day. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just... I’m just in a dark place in my
life right now.”

“I
understand Brent, I really do. I’ll provide all of the flowers for the wake,
free of charge of course.” She could hear Brent breath heavily. She could tell
that he was crying now. “You don’t have to do that.” Anna sighed. “I don’t have
to do it, no. But I
want
to do it. We’re going to get through this
together, I promise.” She could hear a small smile come through in Brent’s
voice. “Thanks Anna. I can’t even express how much that means to me. I still
haven’t really processed everything. I’m just so sorry.” Anna leaned on the
countertop. “There’s no need to apologize Brent. I’ll run some flowers over to
the funeral home right now, get ready, and then I’ll meet you there?”

“That
sounds great. Thanks again Anna. You... You mean a lot to me.” Anna closed her
eyes. “You mean a lot to me too Brent. Take some deep breaths. Spend some time
with your family. I’ll see you tonight.” They exchanged goodbyes, and Anna
stood in the darkened shop for a moment, staring at her phone as tears rolled
down her cheeks.

Anna
picked out some of the best flowers in the shop and stuffed them in the van.
The funeral home parking lot was empty, and she handed off her delivery to a
nice old man who graciously offered to set everything up. Anna dropped off the
van and sped home to get ready for the wake. She couldn’t believe this was all
happening.

As
she pulled into the parking lot of the funeral home again, she could see
Brent’s family members holding each other as they walked inside. Anna checked
herself in the rearview mirror and stepped out of the car, holding a bushel of
calla lilies in her hand. As she stepped inside, she immediately saw Brent
talking to one his brothers. Even from across the room, she could tell that his
eyes were red from crying.

Brent
turned his head and saw Anna. He excused himself from the conversation and
walked over to where she was now sitting. He sat down next to her and put his
elbows on his knees. Anna reached over and wrapped her hand around his. He
turned his head and did his best to smile. “Thanks for coming Anna, and thanks
for providing the flowers, they look amazing.” Anna smiled back. “It’s the
least I can do.” She squeezed his hand a little tighter and reached over,
grabbing the lilies from the empty seat next to her.

“These
are for you.” Brent wrapped his hand around the stem and looked at the bushel
of beautiful flowers. “Calla lilies. These are your favorite.” Anna raised one
eyebrow. “How did you know that? I don’t remember telling you what my favorite
flowers were.” Brent gave a shy smile. “I remember you telling me that in high
school. I couldn’t forget the love of my life’s favorite flowers, could I?”
Anna blushed a little. “I guess not.” They sat in silence for a few moments and
simply held each other’s hands as they watched family members and friends
confide in one another.

The
service was quaint, yet beautiful. Brent gave a stirring speech about his
mother, and even managed to make some of the audience smile, if even for a
brief moment. As the night waned and many of the guests left, Anna remained in
her seat. Soon, the room was empty except for Brent and Anna, and she watched
as he shook an elderly man’s hand before he left.

“You
didn’t have to stay here the entire time you know.” Brent walked over to Anna
and sat down next to her. “I know. I said I we were going to get through this
together, didn’t I?” Brent nodded. “You did.” Anna took his hand again, and
wrapped her fingers around his. “Would you like to get some food with me? I’m
absolutely starving.” Brent looked up at her and smiled. “I would love that.
Give me a few minutes to wrap up some loose ends, and I’ll meet you at your
car?” Anna nodded and patted his hand. “Take as long as you need.”

Anna
looked up at the night sky as she leaned against her car door. It had gotten
pretty late, and she could feel her stomach begin to make noises. It was only a
few minutes until Brent came out of the door of the funeral home. She watched
him walk to her car intently. Even in as much pain as he was in now, he still
had a smile spread across his face. She admired his strength, his perseverance.
As she watched him get closer, she realized that she would do anything for this
man. She would hold him as long as he wanted, she would kiss his cheek and tell
him everything was going to be alright. Anna’s stomach did flips inside of her,
but this time it was not from hunger.

They
drove to a 24-hour diner and sat down in a long booth. The restaurant was
largely empty, and they both ordered coffee and pancakes. “So how are you
holding up Brent?” Brent looked at her and gave a small smile. “A bit better
now that I’m with you.” Anna smiled as she reached across the table and put her
hand on his. “You had better get used to it. You’re not going to get rid of me
any time soon.” Brent smiled as the pancakes landed in front of them.

They
both eagerly ate in silence for a few moments. Brent shared some stories about
his mother with Anna that he had never told anyone, and they even shared a few
modest laughs throughout the meal. “Anna... is it alright if I stay with you
tonight? I don’t really want to be alone tonight.” Anna smiled. “It’s like you
read my mind.”

They
walked into Anna’s apartment and quickly stripped down to their underwear as
they slipped into bed. Brent’s back was facing Anna, and she wrapped her arm
around his waist. She thought that she heard him crying. “Are you alright
Brent?” Brent turned to face her, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. “Yes,
I’m alright. Honestly, I’m just happy that I have you in my life. I love you.”
Anna blushed, but did not hesitate. “I love you too Brent.”

The
two slept peacefully that night. There were no screams, no surprises. There was
only the gentle breath of two people who loved each other. Brent’s hand was
wrapped around Anna’s fingers the whole night. When they woke the next morning,
he leaned in and kissed her, waking her up.  “Have I ever told you how
beautiful you are?” Anna smiled at him. “Yes, you have. Repeatedly actually.”
Brent smiled as he kissed her again.

B
rent
and Anna spent that night, and many nights after that together. It would take
many weeks for Brent to overcome the events that led to his injury. Anna
learned how to comfort him when his dreams turned to nightmares, and Brent
never ran out of her apartment again. Instead, she would wrap her arms around
him until his breathing calmed. He would turn to her, tell her he loved her,
and fall back asleep.

Business
picked up in the flower shop, and Brent helped to install new glass panes in
the greenhouse. For their first few months together, Brent would stop by with
lunch and they would eat together in the shop, laughing and telling stories.
Eventually, Brent simply started spending all day at the shop. He helped water
the flowers, helped fix any problems that arose, and even manned the cash
register a few days. He didn’t have the same experience that Anna did with the
plants, but he had that beautiful smile that seemed to endear any customer to
him.

After
six months of working and essentially living with Anna, Brent popped the
question to her on a weekend trip to the country. They were sitting on the hood
of her car, looking up at the vast expanse of stars. He turned to her and
pulled the beautiful engagement ring out of his pocket. Anna almost cried she
was so happy. She said yes, and they held each other that night, falling asleep
in the open air.

Their
wedding was a small affair, but it was beautiful nonetheless. Calla lilies
adorned every table, and all of the guests enjoyed their fill of the open bar
and the dance floor. The ceremony was outside in the spring, and the cool air
brushed the two’s face as they kissed during the ceremony. Anna’s mother and
father both cried that day. Anna did too. It was by far the happiest day of
Anna’s life. When she recalled everything that had happened to get to that
point, Anna almost pinched herself. Who knew that the man that she turned down
in high school would join the military, get injured, come back home, and still
have a place in his heart for her?

A
few years later, Brent took over many of the responsibilities of the flower
shop. Anna would still come in every day, but she was also occupied with their
two children. One girl, and one boy. Anna would bring them in to the shop and
let them play in the aisles. Brent and Anna would smile at each other as they
did. So they lived their days out, happily tending to the flowers in the flower
shop and raising their two beautiful children.