When Cathy returned, she was naked. She picked up the glasses from the table and handed one to me. She kissed me sensually, then we took a sip. She took the glass from me and set it on the table. “Now, Mr. Lover, it’s my turn. You started my new year by making your Kitten and my Little Kitty very happy. Now it’s my turn to make my Man happy. Come here, you hunk.” Cathy pulled me by my shirt and pressed her lips hard again...

Cathy said she wanted to wow me. And WOW me she did. She was in a long black evening dress and black heels. The dress was slit up the right side to just above her knee, the back of the dress exposed her beautiful back, and the front was a scooped cowl that stopped about three inches from her neck. I almost hopped her bones right then and there. “Catherine Theresa Jennings! My God, you are absolutely ravishing. You should...

This is the last morning I make coffee for us,” Cathy jumped out of bed. “What are you doing, Baby?” I was confused. “I’m getting out of bed so you can’t tickle me and I tinkle in the bed and – oh shit!” She ran to the bathroom and shut the door. When she came out, she was smiling. “Success?” I teased her. “Yes, Mr. Smarty Pants. Are you ready for your coffee?” Cathy had a gleam in her eyes. “Yes, please, and I want to te...