We stood there on the balcony.  The champagne glasses were empty, but that wasn’t what was taking over.  I cradled Cathy’s butt cheeks in my hand as she rocked back and forth on my cock.

“Baby, you make me so hot, I don’t know what else you could do to me before I cum all over you,” Cathy panted.

“Follow me, and I’ll show you,” I whispered in her ear, then nipped her earlobe.

“You tell me I make you horny, you’ve got me a half a heartbeat away from an orgasm,”  Cathy was panting heavily.  She followed me to the hot tub.

I held her hand as she got in. She looked at the jets swirling the water around her leg.  Cathy looked at me with a sultry smile.

“How?” she almost blushed.

“If I tell you, would Little Kitty be as curious?”  I asked her.

“She said you’re a meanie,” Cathy giggled.

“Well, that’s fair.  She makes it hard for me,” I made my cock jump.  Cathy licked her lips.

I got in the hot tub next to her.  She held my hand as she sat down.  Cathy closed her eyes and moaned with joy.  I sat next to her and could understand her feelings.

“This feels unbelievable,” she said as she slid down in the hot water that was up to her chin.

“Baby, we have the third bedroom.  What would you say if we got one for our home?”  I let the water cover me up to my neck.

“I don’t think I would ever get out,” Cathy moaned.

Cathy and I held hands as the hot water bubbled around us.  She rested her head on the rim of the tub, her body was floating on the water, exposing her tits with goosebumps and her hard nipples.

I supported her body with my arms and sucked her tit.  Cathy slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.

“I’m guessing this is just the, he, he, warm up?”  she cooed as my hand massaged her butt cheek.

I held Cathy by her hips and positioned her in front of one of the jets.  As I pushed her closer to the jet, she started to quiver.  She looked over her shoulder, closed her eyes, and pushed her butt against me.

“I know this isn’t all you want.  The water bubbling around me is making me weak.  I know what it will do if I don’t move.  And I know you won’t let me move,” she was breathing heavily.

I separated her pussy lips with my cock.  The water was streaming over her clit and between her lips.  My cock was just between her lips, and the water was pulsating just under my cock head.  The sensations made me hotter.  I slowly slid my cock into Cathy’s pussy.

She was holding onto the edge of the tub, panting and moaning.  She moved back and forth on my cock, the pulsating water was hitting her clit.  Her pussy was beginning to quiver, and her body was shaking.  I started to shove my cock in and out of her.

When I grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples, Cathy yelled out, “Damn you, -  pound me, shove your - your cock - ah, ah - pinch my tits hard – harder – making me cum so soon – POUND ME CARL!

Cathy put her head on the edge of the tub; she was shoving her ass into me.  My cock was going deep into her pussy.  Her head was thrashing back and forth.  She continued groaning loudly for me to pound my cock into her harder and harder.

“Damn it – I can’t – can’t cum any – anymore.  Don’t stop – cum in me.  Fill my pussy with your cum.”  Cathy groaned.

I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock into her as hard as I could.  Cathy was moaning, her guttural groans were filled with lust.  All I wanted was to cum in her. I was slamming my cock into her and pulling on her hair.”

My cum began filling her pussy.  Cathy moaned when she felt the hot liquid.  I pulled her hair, and she started groaning again.

“Damn it, yank my hair – cumming again – pound my pussy  - feels so good.”  Cathy let out a long, low moan and collapsed on the tub. 

She moved away from the rushing water and took me and my cock with her.  I continued to slam my cock in and out of her, and my loads of cum filled her.  She whimpered while I pumped her and finished unloading my balls into her.

My cock slipped out of Cathy’s cum-filled pussy.  My cock and balls were emptied and floated in the water.  I helped her onto the side of the tub, reached for a towel, and wrapped it around her shoulders.  I grabbed another towel and threw it over my shoulders.

I got out of the tub so I could help Cathy get out.  I walked her to the chairs on the balcony.  She was still breathing heavily before she sat down.  I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her.

Cathy looked up at me, her eyes were dreamy.  She looked down at my cock then up at me.

“If that monster gets hard within the next sixty minutes, just lay me down and choose your opening.  Baby, you just made me cum more times in thirty minutes than I have the entire week with you.  And that is saying something.

Cathy sat in the chair and sucked my cock into her mouth.

“Damn, I love this hunk of manhood of yours.  She kissed my cock head and sat back in the chair. 

“There’s another bottle of champagne in the fridge.  Interested?”  I asked.

“You can’t do much more harm to me.  Bring it on,”  Cathy laughed.

When I came back with the bubbly, I sat down to pop the cork and pour it.  As soon as I sat down, Cathy got up, knelt in front of me, and laid her head on my lap.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve a man like you, Carlton Eichols, but I am so grateful.  I have no love left for anything or anyone in this world.  I have never been grateful to be a woman, but you make me so very grateful to be a woman and to be alive.  I love you so very, very much, Carl,” she kissed my leg.

“Cathy, I didn’t know love until I met you.  All the love I have is yours forever,”  I held her head close to me.

She got back on her chair.  We sipped our champagne and talked about ourselves.  How we met and where we’re at now.  Cathy teared up when Mickey’s Bar came up.  She said she would always believe in miracles because of that night.  She said I was her Knight in Armor that night.

I told Cathy she saved me from a lonely life and God knows what.  Money and being well-known do NOT bring happiness.  For me, it only brought false friends and thieves.  She said she had put her trust in one of the girls, and then she stole all of Cathy’s money.

“Baby, we’ve started a new life, and we are about to start a new year.  All of that is done, and it no longer exists.  It’s you and me and our future.”   Our eyes met, then our lips.

“Lover Man, how about we lie down for a while.  Then we can go down for cocktails and meet some other newlyweds.  Just give me a minute to comb my hair.”  Cathy was excited about the idea.   

Cathy got up and headed for the bathroom.  I waited for the explosion.

“CARLTON EICHOLS!  WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME MY MAKEUP WAS ALL OVER MY FACE?  God, I look like something out of a horror movie.  You Poop Head, why didn’t you tell me?”  Cathy was quite upset.

“Come here, Kitten,”  I patted my lap.  “Come on, come over here,”  Cathy reluctantly sat on my lap.

“What?” 

“I didn’t notice.  You always look beautiful to me.  Your loving eyes, rosy cheeks, tender lips, and alluring smile are gorgeous.  That’s what I see.  If I miss the other things, I’m sorry.  I see my beautiful wife, Kitten.  That’s all I see,”  I kissed her and patted her bare butt.

“Oooo, I married a smooth talker, but I love it.  I’m sorry, Carl, I only want to look my best for you,”  Cathy ran her hand down my cheek.

“The way you look best is on top of me, you hot little minx,”  I patted her butt.

“That’s true! Let me straighten my face up, and we’ll go mingle. " She gave my cheek a quick kiss and was off.

Cathy looked fabulous when she emerged from the bathroom. 

“Can I wear my wedding dress?” she asked with blushing cheeks.

“I don’t see why not.  You look ravishing without anything on.  You’re a beautiful woman,” I kissed her and patted her butt.

She was putting on her dress, and I was getting into my suit when Cathy walked over to me.

“Zip me up, please,”  she looked over her shoulder with a sly grin.

“I’m better at unzipping,”  I kissed her back.

“Oooo, you’re giving me shivers, baby,”  Cathy quivered.  “I like it,”  She turned around and kissed me.

Everything was in order as we left the room and headed for the elevator.  A maid was getting off the elevator. She bowed her head and moved out of our way.  I thought to myself, she probably worked Christmas as well.

I reached into my pocket and extended my hand to her.  She shyly took my hand and smiled.

“Just a little something to say thank you for working so hard and giving up your holidays.  I hope you had a Merry Christmas and that the New Year brings happiness and health to you and your family.”  I was sure she was making minimum wage.

“Thank you, sir, Ma’am, very much.  Happy New Year to you,” she scurried off for her next assignment.

Cathy held my arm the entire time. “That’s the man I married. I love you so much, Carl,”  she squeezed my arm and put her head against it.

When we got down to the piano bar, the man at the keys was whipping out a jivey tune you would only hear in Dixieland. After that, he calmed the group with a Blues number.  He could make the piano cry.

The server came over to our table, greeting us with a warm smile.  I ordered a gin and tonic for Cathy, and I had my Scotch.  He asked if we would like appetizers with our drinks.  We couldn’t pass up hot wings, ravioli, and stuffed potato skins. Cathy frowned and patted her thighs.  I licked my lips.

 Our drinks seemed to appear out of nowhere.  Our server, Kevin, smiled and informed us that the appetizers were on their way.  He wasn’t kidding.  Three minutes later, another server brought our munchies.  Cathy grinned and slid her fork under a stuffed potato.

“I have to have a stuffed potato, Carl.  I know how it feels to be stuffed,” she had a mischievous grin.

The piano man played a nice, slow number.  I offered my hand to Cathy, and she put her hand in mine.  We got onto the dance floor and swayed to the music.  She put her head on my chest and sighed. I kissed the top of her head.  Then she moved my hand from her waist to her butt.  That made her giggle.

“Let them figure it out,” she whispered.

There were several couples on the floor, which prompted another slow tune.  I looked down at Cathy, silently asking, “Shall we have another dance?”

Cathy grinned, her head still on my chest, “I’m very happy right here resting on your strong chest.  Mmmm, this is nice,”  Cathy sighed happily and snuggled closer.

The tune finished, so we returned to our table. The place had filled up. Cathy noticed a couple looking for a place to sit.  She looked at me; I nodded and motioned them over.

They were from out of state and were in for a business deal.  The wife wasn’t too happy about the idea of being away from home for New Year’s.  Cathy looked at me like, ‘She should have been with me last New Year’, then Cathy changed the subject in a cool way.

“Well, Carl had a business meeting just after our wedding yesterday.  I was so proud of him, I didn’t mind waiting for an hour,”  Cathy hid behind her drink.  She was being a poop head.

“Well, we’ve been married two years, and I think he should have considered me,” Miss Priss moaned.

“Carl told me just before the Church that he had the meeting. It turned out to be very profitable.”  Cathy waited, but there was no response.

I was getting late, and we wanted to be together.  We said goodnight to Mr. Businessman and Miss Priss and went to the elevator.

“You sure shut Miss Goody-Two-Shoes up.  Thinking about last year?” The elevator door opened.

“Yes.  The little bitch doesn’t know how lucky she is.  She’s not as lucky as me, but she should be grateful she has a roof over her head.   Little snot,” Cathy was peeved.

The elevator door opened on the top floor, and we walked down to our Bridal Suite.  I unlocked the door. Cathy backed away, grinning.

“You don’t have to carry me across the threshold again.  But thank you for thinking about it,”  I got a kiss out of it.

We undressed and had our nightcap in the nude.  When we went to bed, Cathy cuddled close to me.  We kissed and fell asleep.