By the time we had our morning coffee, it was almost ten in the morning.  Cathy and I dressed casually for the day.  We were just going to relax, enjoy a quiet day.  Being married to her, there was bound to be more New Year’s “celebrating”.

We walked into the dining room, and it was empty.  A well-dressed lady approached us.

“I’m sorry, but we aren’t serving today. We have very few guests. I hope you understand. You will be able to order whatever you choose in our Docking Room. The only difference is that our large dining room is closed.”  She was very kind and polite.

“Oh, it’s no problem.  Thank you, and happy new year to you,” she thanked us, and we headed to the Docking Room.

There were very few patrons in the Docking Room.  We sat at a table by the window to watch the snowfall.  We were holding hands and watching the snow.   Our server politely interrupted our reverie.

“Good morning, would you care for coffee while you watch the snow?”  he had a happy expression and a great smile.

“Oh, yes, I’m sorry.  We got a little lost in the snow. Yes, coffee for Cathy and me.  And thank you for your patience,” I said.

“I’ll bring your coffee. In the meantime, please peruse our limited menu.  We have a quiet house today, so we ask for your understanding.” This young man is great.

“Not a problem. I’m sure there is an excellent menu even though it is limited,” I took the menus from him.

“What are we going to do today, Carl?  I’m happy right here watching the snow,” Cathy said with a happy sigh.

“That’s about it.  Chill, have some food and a drink or two.  You didn’t fall in our “lake” last night, did you?”  I was grinning.

“No, you poop-head.  You wouldn’t let go of me all night, thank you,” Cathy blushed.

Kevin arrived with our coffee and waited patiently for our order.

“Kevin, please bring the blueberry pancakes for Cathy, a short stack with a side order of sausage patties. I would like Hearty Man’s breakfast.  Sausage patties, eggs over once, hashbrowns, and white toast, please. 

“Excellent,” Kevin responded, “I will put your orders in, then return to refresh your coffee.”

Cathy caught me looking at her.  “What are you thinking, Carl?”

“I think about how much I love you and enjoy your beautiful face.  I can’t believe how my life has changed in a week.  Catherine Theresa, you have made my life wonderful.  Thank you for loving me and being my bride.”  We held hands across the table.

“Oh, Carl.  You’re such a good man.  I can imagine where I would be today without you.  You saved me from hell.  But I love you for so many more reasons I wouldn’t know where to begin to tell you,” a little tear dripped from her tender eyes.

“That’s why I just want to goof off today and do basically nothing.  Tomorrow, when we get home, we’ll have to start getting things together for work.  We don’t have much to do – make sure the desk and computer are coming, junk like that,” I felt a little sad.

“I know, and I am going to make a wonderful admin for you.  I hope there isn’t any friction with Agnes,” Cathy said in a concerned tone.

Kevin returned to freshen our coffee.  When he finished, I inhaled the aroma from the steam.  I exhaled slowly and smiled.

Ten minutes later, Kevin returned with our breakfast.  Our plates looked as though they should be in a photo for a gourmet food magazine.  You almost hated to cut into it.  Kevin put a small pot of coffee on our table and was ready to leave.

“Does everything look correct?  If so, I will let you enjoy your meal.  If you need anything, just wave, and I’ll be right over.”  He gave a little bow and left.

Cathy looked at the pancakes after she drizzled some of the warm syrup over them.  She looked at me while she patted her hips.  I grinned and licked my lips.  She closed her eyes and shook her head.

We ate slowly and watched the snow.  I didn’t think to have us pack for a walk in the snow.  I made a mental note to do that when we got home.  Now and then, we reached across the table just to hold hands for a second.  The smile of love on Cathy’s face was etched in my memory.

When we had finished our meal and were hanging over our coffee.  I wanted to check with the front desk to make sure everything was in order.

“Honey, after breakfast, I want to stop at the front desk and make sure everything is in order with the charges.  They gave us a wonderful Wedding Package, but we did throw on some extras.  I would not have wanted it any other way.”  I went on with my breakfast.

“I didn’t overspend, did I?” Cathy got nervous immediately.

“No, no, Kitten, not at all.  I asked Cecilia to set it up for us.  That’s why all we had to do was sign the check.  There is an account to cover our little honeymoon,” I assured her. 

“LITTLE?  What is your idea of over the top, Carl?”  Cathy’s eyes were open as wide as they would go.

“What’s over the top – easy.  My love for you.  Now don’t worry about the money.  I had planned for our special honeymoon.”  I reached for her hand and gently squeezed to reassure her.

“I’m not used to this lifestyle at all.  I’m used to worrying about where my next meal is coming from,” Cathy’s eyes teared.

“Your friends?”  I asked.  Cathy nodded and dabbed her eyes with a tissue.

Kevin came over and asked if we wanted another refill.  Cathy nodded, and so did I.  He topped the cup off and left with a smile.  There was only one other couple in the room.

We finished that cup and began to leave.  Kevin was busy with silverware at a table.  We waved at him, and he stood lightly and waved in return.  We went to the front desk.

Theodosia was on duty with her warm smile.

“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Echols,” she glanced at her watch.  “Well, morning is close enough.  How can I help?”

“I just want to make sure the finances are all up to date,” I held Cathy close to me.

“Let me pull up your account. It will only be a second.  Ah, there we are.  Everything is as it should be,” her smile grew.

“Theodosia, your company has a suggested gratuity for the employees, correct?” 

“Yes, sir, we do.”  She waited for my response.

“Kindly add fifty percent to the suggested amount.  Is that sufficient to show our appreciation?”  Theodosia looked at Cathy and then at me.

“Mr. and Mrs. Eichols, that is very kind of you.  I’m quite certain the staff will be very pleased with your generosity.  Thank you both so very much, and may I say from the entire staff here at The Swan, may you have a long, healthy, and happy marriage.” Theodosia's face was beaming.

We were waiting for the elevator when an old “customer” appeared.

“You damn near ruined me, asshole,” he growled.

“Well, Martin Fox, Mrs. Fox, Happy New Year.  How have you been?” I asked politely.

“You damn near cost me my business, you asshole,” he said, standing right in front of me.

“Look, Fox.  The State called me in to do the audit.  It was a job to me. I had nothing to do with the reason they called for the audit.  Someone in your company was playing with the books.  I don’t care how you run or ruin your business,” I was grinning.

“Martin, leave it be.  It wasn’t his fault, and besides, he looks like he could kick your ass.  Leave him alone,” Mrs. Fox begged.

“Please, Mr. Fox, just leave us alone,” Cathy chimed in.

“This is none of your business, you little bitch.”

Cathy went beet red.

“Listen, Fox, I was polite to you and your wife.  I don’t care what you say to me, but show respect for my wife as I did yours.”  I was mad.

“Fuck you and her,” he growled.

Cathy moved behind me and quietly said, “Oh, oh,” and moved away.

“Ladies, I would like to apologize in advance for what will happen next.” I stepped back from Fox.

“Now, like I was saying, you motherfuc...” Fox grabbed his stomach.

“Now what were you saying, Martin?”  I asked, waiting for him to stand up.

“MARTIN!”  Mrs. Fox screamed.

“Stay out of this, Gertrude.  I handle this prick,” he stormed.

Cathy stood between Fox and me. She was fuming.  I had no idea what she was up to, but I let her go.

“Mr. Fox, you have insulted me enough, you fat pig.  This is from me to you, you son of a bitch,” With that, Cathy kicked Fox in the balls like she was going for a sixty-yard field goal.

Fox fell to his knees in agony.  “Look at me when I’m talking to you, you useless bastard,” Cathy whispered to him as she looked at Mrs. Fox.

“I think he has gotten the message, Catherine.  Mrs. Fox, a very happy New Year to you.  Shall we go, Sweetheart?”

“Yes, please.  I will buy you a cold beer for your heroics,” Cathy said as she took my arm and we walked away.  Mrs. Fox was standing there scolding Martin.

We walked into the bar and grabbed a bar stool.  The girl behind the bar walked over, smiling.

“If you please," Cathy began, “I would like a tall, cold, frosty beer for my hero and me,” she beamed.

“Oh, so he was the gentleman at the elevator who,” she stopped and chuckled.

“Sir, this beer is on me on behalf of the entire staff of The Swan.  Please accept it, but don’t ask,” she was trying not to laugh.

The young lady went to get our beer, and Cathy looked at me with love and pride.

"If you think she is thankful.  Wait until we get upstairs, and I show you how proud I am of my hero.  I’m not joking, Carl.  No man has ever stuck up for me.  God, I love you,” Cathy leaned over and squeezed me, then kissed my cheek.

I ordered a second beer for us. We drank it slowly and talked. After we finished the beer, we headed for the elevator. We were waiting for the doors to open. Cathy giggled, “Maybe we should take the stairs.”

Once we were in the room, Cathy grabbed me, squeezed me as tight as she could, then kissed me while her tongue told my future.

“Now, Mr. Lover, I am going to show you and my Mr. Man how proud I am of you,” Cathy pressed her lips against mine, she held my ass cheeks, and pushed her pussy against me.

Cathy took my hand and led me to the bedroom.  She removed my shoes and my shirt, grinned, then unbuckled my pants.  She let them fall to the floor.  She put her hand down my briefs and squeezed my ass cheek while her other hand rubbed my cock through the material.

Cathy moved her hand from my cock and slid in next to her other hand.  With both of her hands squeezing my ass, she rubbed her body against my growing cock.  Cathy pressed her lips against mine; there was not a part of my body that wasn’t aroused.

Our lips separated. Cathy smiled and pulled my briefs down, and she knelt in front of me.  Now my cock was getting her full attention.  She swallowed it and pulled on my balls.  She moaned with joy as she sucked me and rubbed my cock with her tongue.

She pushed my shoulders for me to sit on the bed.  Cathy took a few steps backward and then began to pull her top over her head.  Her tits bounced as her top slipped over them.  Cathy turned around, acting like she was blushing.  She unzipped her slacks and let them fall to the floor, then covered herself like she was embarrassed.

Next, she kicked off her tennis shoes and stepped out of her slacks, kicking them to the side. She turned away from me and unhooked her bra.  She held it in place as she turned to face me.  She walked over seductively, removed her bra, and draped it over my shoulder.

She held my face and pushed it between her tits.  Caty rubbed her tits over my face, then held one.  “I think they need a kiss, don’t you?  Would you kiss them for me?”  Cathy cooed.

I kissed her tits, but when I started to suck one, she pulled away from me.

“No, no, no, bad boy, I said kiss.  Shamey, Shamey,” she admonished me in a sexual tone.

Cathy put her fingers in the waistband of her panties as she turned away from me.  She slowly pushed them over her soft hips.  She followed them to the floor, exposing her tight ass and her wet pussy.  She looked at me from behind her legs and licked her lips.

When she stood up, Cathy turned to face me.  She approached me again and handed her panties to me.

“Do you want these or the real thing?  If you want the real thing, lie on the bed and make yourself comfortable.  You may be there a while,” She pushed my face into her bush just above her pussy.

To be continued