“Good morning, Kitten. Did you sleep well?” She was facing away from me. She giggled quietly and wiggled her butt.
“I take that as a ‘yes’,” I said.
“I have never slept so warm and peaceful in my life, Carl. I hope you enjoyed my little silliness last night,” she rolled over and cuddled close to me. “But I meant to give you satisfaction and all of my love,” she said, looking at me with her twinkling eyes.
“I didn’t think it was silliness at all. I want to thank you for putting it all together to please me, and you did. No, Kitten, I didn’t think it was silly at all,” I squeezed her tight against me.
“Thank you, baby. I honestly want to make all of your dreams come true. And now, I am going to make our morning coffee,” Cathy started to get out of bed. She stopped and looked at me over her shoulder.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” I asked her.
“You didn’t swat my butt when I got out of bed,” she pouted.
“Well, come back here, Kitten. I can fix that,” I pulled the covers from me and sat on the edge of the bed.
When Cathy was close enough, I grabbed her and put her over my knees. I gave her a few good swats on both of her tender white butt cheeks. She stood up, smiling.
“Damn, baby. One more like that on each cheek and I’ll be sitting on your face,” she giggled.
“Come here, then. I’m not scared,” I growled.
“No, no, no. Coffee first.” Her expression turned serious. “And I think there are some things you want to talk about. Don’t you?” Her expression turned anxious.
“Yes, I do, Kitten. But it all adds up to our being together, and when we can marry. Everything I want to talk to you about is for us and our future,” I reached for her hands, and she took mine.
“I believe you, Carl,” she turned to go to the kitchen.
When Cathy returned, she had our two mugs and the coffee pot. She handed the mugs to me, filled them, and then put the pot on a potholder on the nightstand.
“I don’t want anything to interrupt our talk. I have to go potty, and then you have my full attention.” She trotted to the bathroom. It wasn’t long before she returned.
“I went while you were in the kitchen,” we clinked our mugs and sipped our coffee.
“Carl, can I start? Mine is short and simple,” she took another sip.
“Sure, Kitten. I never want you to think you can’t tell me what is on your mind,” I waited for her to speak.
“Carl, I’ll start by saying again how much I love you. Now, having said that, I want to take care of you. That means cooking your meals, washing your clothes, and keeping your house.
Also, it means that I will never turn you away. As far as I’m concerned, you are my husband, the man I belong to. I will give you my mind, body, and soul for as long as I am breathing.” Cathy’s expression had more love than I ever thought a woman could have.
“I will never abuse your love, Catherine, in word or deed. But from now on, this is our home, this is ours. Yours and mine, we do everything together from now on. Please.
As for our future, I hope we can marry before the end of January, or as soon as you want to. I would like to know if you are satisfied with a small wedding; just you and me,” I wanted her answer.
“Carl, I don’t care when. As far as I’m concerned, I AM your wife.” She leaned forward, and we kissed.
“I know you are an intelligent woman. That goes without saying. I want you to be in the office with me, actually run the office. Agnes has all she can do with filing the necessary papers after an audit. Susan and Gary usually hire another person for some of the audits.
I want you to run the office. Set up my meetings, and take care of correspondents by mail and email. When clients come in for a meeting, I want you to know what they want to drink. Coffee, tea, soda, water, whatever, and remember how they like their drink.
If someone comes barging in without an appointment, I want you to throw them out – verbally or physically. We’ll get to the gym part later. If they need help while you’re in the office, I want you to help Agnes, Gary, or Susan, but I do not want you to be away from the front desk.
I want you with me when I go to meetings or have meetings in the office. I want you to record what is said. I don’t want some asshole to try to fuck me over – I want to be able to pull it up on the computer and throw his own words in his face.
I want you to be able to give me all of the ammunition I need to keep them honest. You will be paid and have a company car. Are you scared yet?” I looked Cathy square in the eye.
“I’m a bit rusty, but I’d trust my shorthand over a recorder that may run out of batteries,” she looked right back into my eyes.
Cathy refilled our coffee mugs as our conversation continued. Being the woman of the house was a point Cathy would not back down from. Heaven or hell wouldn’t change her mind.
We talked about the things I expected of her. She told me a guy was trying to get too rough with her. She kicked him in the balls and threw him halfway through the motel window. When she dressed and left, she punched him in the face and walked away. I wondered if she needed the judo classes.
“Carl, most of what you expect of me, I need some training or a refresher course. I don’t want you to think I can walk in, sit down, and take over. I will need some help,” she admitted.
“I have just the lady, Sylvia. She has been helping girls who need a leg up for a long time. She’s the best,” I drained my coffee cup.’
“So, do you agree?” I smiled at her.
“Yes, times ten. Shall we shake on it?” She grinned seductively.
“What did you say earlier that if I swatted your butt one more time, you would be sitting on my face?” Cathy started to blush.
I slid down into the bed, grabbed Cathy’s arm, and pulled her on top of me. I held her by her waist as she straddled my chest. She looked at me, her face was flushed, and she was starting to pant.
“Bring that beautiful little furry pussy here. I can’t wait to taste her,” I demanded.
Cathy moved over my face. She was getting into position, and I held her hips.
“Carl, oh God, I can’t wait, damn, I love your tongue. Do me, make me cum,” she begged.
When Cathy’s pussy was on my lips, I slipped my tongue between her pussy lips. She whimpered and began riding my tongue. Cathy moaned and whimpered as my tongue licked her pussy lips and darted in and out of her pussy.
I fondled her tits and pulled on her nipples. Caty moaned louder when I rolled her nipples between my fingers. She was holding onto the headboard as she rocked back and forth on my tongue. I had her hips and sucked her clit into my mouth. I used my tongue to flick her clit, Cathy was panting and groaning.
“Carl, stop, I can’t – ugh – ah ha – ah, ha – damn you eat me eat me,” Cathy’s pussy shot a stream of hot woman cum all over my face. I tried to lap and lick up as much as I could, but she continued to cum with longer streams of cum.
She groaned and growled as her pussy convulsed from my tongue. Stream after stream of cum soaked my face. I held onto her tits as long as I could, but Cathy jumped from my face onto the bed.
“Oh my God, I have never – cum that long and that hard. My stomach muscles are sore, damn that tongue of yours felt so fucking good. If I live through this, I’m jumping your face again. I don’t care if I die. Damn, Carl,” she panted and growled.
“I love making you happy,” I tried to cuddle her.
“NO, oh no, let me rest a bit, then you can shove your cock anywhere you want, even in my ass,” Cathy lay on her side, panting.
We embraced as two lovers would embrace, our lips met, and softly we shared our love. I inhaled deeply and slowly released it.
“I love you so much, Catherine. I could never tell you how much,” I kissed her forehead.
She let her hand roam down my body. It wasn’t hard for her to find my hard cock. She wrapped her warm fingers around my throbbing shaft and rested her head just above my cock.
“I felt my soul leave my body when your tongue entered me. I couldn’t stop coating your tongue with my cum. You demanded of me, and I gave you everything. Now, as my man, my owner, I must give whatever I have left in me to please you.”
Cathy began kissing and licking my body. She moved so her body lay between my legs. She put her hands on my chest and looked at me. She started to lick and kiss her way to my rigid shaft. She kissed the head.
Cathy’s tongue lightly touched just under my cock head. She licked slowly down my shaft to my balls. She sucked one ball into her mouth and let her tongue explore it. When she had finished, she did the same to the other.
When she was satisfied, she took both balls into her mouth. Her tongue licked each one. She sucked tighter and pulled on them until the skin was tight. Then she used her tongue and flicked them to increase the amount of cum. Cathy had paralyzed me with her sex.
She released my balls and wrapped her fingers firmly around my cock. She watched me as she pulled her fingernails across my chest with her other hand.
She moved up and let her tits glide over my cock head. She held my cock and her tit so she could use her nipple to arouse me even more. Cathy used her hard nipple to trace the underside of my cock down to my balls. Then she used her tit to pat my balls, I wanted to cum.
Then Cathy moved between my legs and smiled. She stroked my cock like she wanted me to cum, but wouldn’t let me. She looked up at me with a seductive grin. Our eyes locked as she swallowed my cock. I closed my eyes in desire as I felt her tongue lick the base of my cock and her lips lock around it.
Cathy’s tongue explored my aching cock. She knew I wanted to cum in her mouth, and she used her lips and tongue to make me wait. It wouldn’t be long before I would lose control and try to drown her in cum.
Cathy pulled my cock skin tight, pursed her lips, and pushed them over my cock. It felt like my cock was being shoved into a tight pussy. Once she had my cock against her tonsils, Cathy’s head began bobbing up and down on it.
I was beyond control. I grabbed Cathy’s head and started to slam my cock down her throat. Cathy tightened her lips around my cock and pulled my balls with her other hand. She had me insane with lust.
Cathy pushed my hands away and sucked my cock. She didn’t stop sucking and tightening her oral grip. I partially sat up, put my hand on the back of her head, and shoved my cock down her throat.
Cathy sucked and gulped every load of cum that shot from my cock. Even after my balls were empty, I continued slamming my cock down her throat.
When I was exhausted, I collapsed into bed. Every muscle in my body felt strained, even my balls.
Cathy pulled my cock skin tight and slowly pulled her lips over my waning cock. When my cock was out of her mouth, she smiled at me and licked her lips. She kissed my cock and balls, then moved up next to me.
“Did I please my man, my owner?” she whispered.
I looked at Cathy through slitted eyes. I was still panting, my body was drenched in sweat. She softly kissed me and brushed my cheek with her soft hand. She put her hand on my chest.
“Are you a witch? Do you draw the soul from a man and never return it?” I panted.
“That feeling was not from a witch, my man. That feeling was only meant for the only man I could love forever,” she whispered.
Cathy lay down next to me. She put her arm across my chest and my arm over her body. My hand lands on her soft butt. Cathy purrs and nuzzles next to me.
To be continued
