I watched the park get closer as the elevator took us to the ground floor. It was a spectacular park. I went to the front desk, and Theodosia was still on duty. I asked for the “suggested appreciation sheet”.
I asked Theodosia to mark each one as basic and add fifteen percent to their basic suggestion. Theodosia smiled and thanked me.
After another ride to the top floor, we walked down the hall to our room. I opened the door and bundled my bride in my arms. When we entered the room I closed the door and we kissed long and passionately.
I looked out of the balcony window. I didn’t believe there was a room that didn’t have a great view of the park. Cathy went out on the enclosed balcony and called to me.
“Carl, honey, you have to see this.” She sounded excited.
On the balcony, soft romantic music came from a wall system. A bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses were waiting for us. Cathy was looking out at the park. I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her.
She put her arms on mine and turned to kiss me. She inhaled deeply and nuzzled her head against mine. Her perfume was destroying the part of my brain that reminded me that I was a gentleman. Feeling her soft skin on my arms created images of her soft body in my mind.
“You always feel so good in my arms, Cathy,” I whispered to her.
“I love the feelings I get when I’m in your arms. My lover man, my protector and now my husband,” she cooed as I kissed and nuzzled her neck. “Carl – you’re making me dizzy. I love it when you love me like this. Can I ask you to be patient for a little while?” She was drawing me into her sensuality.
“I’ve waited for over thirty years for you; I can wait a bit longer. I know you’re up to something, and I know I am going to love you forever. So yes, I can be a little patient,” I teased her.
“I would like to freshen up for you and have us put on our wedding night attire, please. Then there is something I have for you.” Cathy’s voice was so soft and filled with love.
“Whatever you want to do, Kitten. As I said, I waited my entire life for you.” We kissed softly.
“Would you go first, please? This may take me a minute or two,” she said, putting her hand on my chest.
“You don’t need makeup or any of that,” I said.
Cathy put her finger to my lips. “I want to look and feel my best for my husband. You tell me I don’t need makeup and that is so wonderful. Your words make me feel beautiful, but Lover Man, I want to feel that I’m my best for you,” she whispered lovingly.
I walked to the bed and started to undress. Cathy sat beside me and smiled. When I went into the bathroom to shower and shave, she wolf-whistled at me.
“Okay, so I’m a shameless hussy,” she giggled. I went to the shower.
I showered and shaved. I made sure there was not a whisker out of place. I put on the black boxers and robe, both trimmed in deep red. When I walked out of the fog-filled bathroom, Cathy was sitting on the bed.
“Oh my God, Carl! You are so hot, BABY!” She made me blush. “Hmm, I think I have to take judo classes to fight anyone trying to steal my man. Carl, honestly, you are a very handsome man.” Cathy approached me and hugged me. “I could eat you alive,” she growled. “Maybe later I will do just that,” she growled again.
“Will you have enough strength left after I’m done kissing your coochie?” I said in a low tone.
“If I have to crawl for that pussy pumper, I will,” she giggled, then ran into the bathroom. “I’ll be out as soon as I can. Have a beer and relax, you’ll need YOUR strength for later.” Cathy closed the door, so I went to the fridge.
Talk about a well-stocked fridge! I thought mine was well stocked; this one made mine look empty. I took a beer and found the in-wall sound system. After pressing a few buttons, I found some quiet romantic music. I was certain Cathy would like it.
I went to the balcony and looked at the view. It was amazing. I remembered a notice in the lobby about fireworks at midnight on New Year’s Eve. Cathy didn’t know we were staying for the party and fireworks.
I wanted to have as much for her on our honeymoon as possible. For what she had been through, she more than deserved it. I’d seen the hell some women in her profession had been through. Some went into the ICU or worse. Not to mention the joy and love she had shown me in this short time.
“Baby,” Cathy called from the bedroom, “would you please close your eyes? Oh, and don’t open them until I tell you to. Okay?” Her voice was full of mischief. “Okay, Carl. You can open your eyes,” she said softly.
When I opened my eyes, I was speechless. I probably looked goofy. My eyes were wide, and my jaw was hanging down. I could swear I was looking at a model or an angel. The angel won.
Cathy was dressed in a low-cut white see-through gown with spaghetti straps. To add to the erotic vision, she wore an open coverlet and white open-toe heels. Her hair was done up in a bun, and her earrings were a short, white, dangling type.
Her eye makeup was black, but done seductively. She made her eyeliner trail off to the side as a thin line. Her eye shadow was somewhat a dark red that matched her lipstick. My beautiful wife had me completely mesmerized.
“Catherine, you are a beautiful woman, but you look heavenly. You are gorgeous, a vision that Venus would hate. My God, Kitten, I can’t tell you my thoughts or feelings. Catherine, you’re just gorgeous!” I approached her and gently embraced her.
“Honey, you can give me one of your hugs, which I crave. I won’t break,” she said, her eyes shining and her face glowing. Cathy hugged me as tight as she could and stared into my eyes. “Listen, Lover Man, I didn’t go through all of this to get treated like a porcelain doll. I did this for the lover man I married and to get the lovin’ only my man can give me.
“When you make love to me, I look like hell when you’re done. My hair is a wreck, my body is weak and sweaty. Not to mention the sticky stuff I have on parts of my body.
“I’m panting, my heart rate is at a dangerous level, and I want more. I can put this back together after you make a wreck out of me again.” Cathy was smiling and rubbing her tits against me.
“I couldn’t tell you I wanted to throw you on the couch, bed, or floor and shove my head between your legs. I want you to know I appreciate the way you always look gorgeous.
“Watching your nipples get hard while we were talking was making me horny. I don’t know how to explain that you make me horny as hell when we’re in bed or out in public. You are a wonder, beautiful woman.” I squeezed my bride and passionately kissed her.
“Holy shit! Now that’s the man I got dressed up for. That’s my Lover Man, and knowing he can become my Coochie Man at any time is what I want. Carl, you are so wonderful to me. I love knowing I make you want me.” Cathy kissed me softly.
“Would you like to have the champagne now? It’s on the enclosed balcony, and the view of the park is amazing.” I was looking into her eyes and holding her.
“Mmm, sounds wonderful. Yes, please. I have a small gift for you, Carl. Pour our drinks, and I’ll get it and be right back.” We kissed, and Cathy went to her suitcase.
Cathy walked to the edge of the balcony and looked out. She turned around and sat in the chair next to me. I handed a glass to her, we clinked our glasses together, and had our first sip. After our sip, she looked into my eyes; hers were filled with love.
“Carl, I got this little gift for our wedding. I hope you like it and understand its meaning.”
It was a little box wrapped in white paper with a red ribbon. A little card was signed “Me”, and I put it on the table. When I opened it, I found a heart sitting in a bed of white satin. There was an inscription on the heart. You gave me your heart, so I want you to have mine.
“Cathy,” I inhaled, “this is beautiful, and the inscription is so perfect. I know you have given me your heart because I feel it beating next to mine.” I held it next to me, then leaned over and gave Cathy a long and tender kiss. “I love it. Thank you, Kitten.”
“Carl, I saw a notice in the lobby about the fireworks in the park on New Year’s Eve. I think this would be a perfect place to watch them, wouldn’t it?” She sipped her champagne.
“Yes, I can’t wait to see them.” I sipped mine.
“Yes, and – wait. What did you just say?” Cathy’s eyes were the size of a dinner plate.
“I said, I can’t wait to see them. Don’t you think they will be outstanding?” I took another sip and hid behind my glass.
“Are you telling me we are going to be here for New Year’s Eve? That’s the day after tomorrow. When are we checking out? Oh my God, you have us booked for two more nights besides tonight?” Cathy was starting to stutter.
“Yes,” I answered nonchalantly.
“Carl, we – you can’t – I mean this ain’t the Highway Eleven Motel. This is costing – holy shit, what have you done?” Cathy downed her glass.
“Sweetheart, when we go back to work on the third, it’s going to be a while before we can do anything like getting away. It’s going to be our nose to the grindstone. I’ve gotten a couple of texts from Agnes. She, Gary, and Susan want to have a meeting. They seem to think we need a few adjustments. They don’t know what your full capacity is, yet. That should calm them down. It’s our honeymoon, and I don’t want to spend it talking about work.”
“Is that an order, Mr. Husband?” Cathy said with a sultry tone. Then she ran her tongue around the rim of her glass.
“Yes, it is, my woman, my bride. And, you are sitting on my right side, and that is where I always want you. Right next to me, on my right side. Not behind me but right next to me. I have taken you for my wife, and you have taken me for your husband.” I leaned over and kissed her.
“But I can still be your slave in bed, right?” Cathy said in her teasing manner.
“Absolutely. But do you think we should try the hot tub first? I heard it bubbling and calling our name.” I finished my drink and smiled at Cathy.
“Hot damn! My Coochie Man has arrived.” Cathy stood in front of me.
She used her leg and pushed my legs apart. She held my face in her hands and kissed me. Her tongue slipped between my lips and searched for mine. When they met, their dance of seduction began.
When our lips parted, Cathy pushed my face between her exposed cleavage. I ran my tongue between her tits as far as her gown would let me.
She moved my face away, removed her coverlet, and let her thin straps slide from her shoulders. Her see-through gown was no longer hiding any of her sensual parts.
I cupped her butt cheeks in my hands and pulled her to me. I sucked her left tit into my mouth. Cathy sighed and held my head against her. While I sucked her tit, I moved my hands and rubbed her inner thighs.
“God, Carl, I love what you do to me. You make me so hot,” Cathy panted softly.
I moved my hands so I could rub her tummy while I switched to suck her right tit. Cathy moaned with desire. She groaned when my hand squeezed her left tit and rolled the nipple between my fingers.
Cathy bent over and firmly grabbed my growing cock.
“Oh, oh! Little Kitty’s Coochie Man is arriving. Which way is he going to want her? She doesn’t care, she wants him to take her any way he wants. Mmm, he’s so nice and hard. I love stroking him,” she purred.
I stood up. Cathy slid my boxers over my hips and let them drop to the floor. She took my cock and put it between her legs. Her pussy was nice and wet; it was easy for my cock to slide between her legs.
To be continued
