The next morning, we were in a sad mood. We were having our coffee in bed, the suitcases were staring at us, telling our future.  After our first cup, we started to dress and put the finishing touches on packing. 

We went downstairs to the Docking Room.  There were four other couples there, so seating was no problem.  Kevin approached us armed with water and coffee. 

“Do you sleep here?”  I asked as he poured the dark brew.

“No, Carlita came on just after you left last night.  I told her she had just missed you.  She sends her Congratulations and best wishes for your future.  I leave you to your coffee, just wave when you’re ready for your blueberry pancakes and warm syrup and the Hearty Man’s breakfast, and I’ll put it right in.”  Kevin gave his little bow and headed to another table.

After a while, we had our second refill of coffee and ordered.  Within minutes, Kevin returned with our food.  It was piping hot and smelled delicious.

“I hope I can cook your meals so you look at them the way you look at the food here,”  Cathy giggled.

“No problem there.  And remember, I don’t want to see the chef here naked,”  I cut into my sausage.

Breakfast was finished.  Now the time we didn’t want to come was here.  We waved to Theodosia she called across the lobby that Steven would be up for our suitcases.

I was helping Cathy with her coat, and the knock came to our door.  It sounded so final. It was Steven.  He followed us to the elevator and continued past the front desk.  Cathy and I stopped and thanked Theodosia again for everything, then turned to leave.

As we approached the front door, Theodore opened it for us.

“Mr. and Mrs. Eichols.  Thank you for choosing us for your honeymoon.  Your company will be missed, that is for sure.  Gary is bringing your car around, it will be but a moment, and he’ll put your luggage in your car.  It should be warmed up for you.”  Theodore stood erect smiling; his baritone voice was strong and happy.

The car arrived, and Gary put the luggage in the car while Theodore opened the door for Cathy.  I got behind the wheel and started to pull away with two quick beeps on the horn for our farewell.

The car was nice and warm, and Cathy was getting settled in for the longer drive home.  The road crews did a wonderful job clearing the roads, but I was cautious of black ice.  We were both quiet as I drove along.

Cathy broke the silence.  “Carl, what do you think Mickey would say if we stopped by?” She had that mischievous tone in her voice.

“Knowing Mickey, he’d probably say, “Holy shit,” then faint.  You want to stop, don’t you?”

 “Yes, and I want to go to the bar before you come in,” Cathy giggled.

“Oh, we are a little stinker today, aren’t we?”  I had to chuckle.

The neon sign for Mickey’s was getting closer.  There were two cars in the lot when I pulled in.  I held Cathy’s door; she got out and headed for the bar door.  She walked in, and I hid just inside the door where it was dark

Cathy sat on a barstool and pulled her coat back.  She was looking good.  Mickey put two beers down in front of the guys at the bar.  He turned, and that’s when he noticed Cathy.

“Missy?  Missy, is that you?   Holy shit, you must have hit it big.  What do the other say about your new looks and all?”  She put her hand with the ring on the bar.  Mickey was so astounded that he was tongue-tied.

“Wh-wh-what are you drinking, erm, I mean, what would you like to have?”  His eyes were still bugged out of his head.

“I’ll let my Daddy tell me what I’m drinking,” she teased him.  She was a real poophead.

I walked in and sat next to my wife. Mickey damn near fainted.

“Ca-ca-Carl. You and Missy are – you own,” he stopped talking.

“No, Mickey, I don’t own Missy.  Mickey, I want you to meet Mrs. Catherine Eichols.  Cathy is my wife.

Mickey stood there with his mouth open for a minute, trying to process everything.  Cathy giggled as she watched.  Finally, he said, “Holy shit!”  We burst into laughter.

“What would you like to have, Mrs. Eichols?”  he finally mustered.

“Mickey, Cathy would like a gin and tonic, and not that bathtub crap you push, and I’ll have my beer.

We sat at the bar and brought Mickey up to speed.  He said Missy – er – Cathy could forget the thirty bucks she owed him.  Nice guy, bum.  He could believe the story, and Cathy had a grand time telling it.  She very much enjoyed retelling using Fox’s ball for a field goal attempt.

As we prepared to leave Mickey’s, I paid our tab and gave him an extra thirty dollars.

“Carl, forget it.  You don’t have to,” he pushed the money back to me.

“Mickey, when Missy was down and hungry, you fed her.  Sure, you wanted your money, you’re a businessman, but you’re also one hell of a man.  The next girl that comes in, and you know who I mean, give her a meal or two, from Missy,” I said.  Cathy grabbed my arm and kissed my cheek.

“Cathy Eichols, that’s a damn good man you got.  Keep him warm, I’ve seen him almost frozen, lonesome, and mad at the world.  He’s successful in business; you make him a successful man.  Take care of my buddy, here,” Mickey was almost in tears.

“I promise.  A little over a week ago, I was starving and being insulted; his home was dark as midnight.  I’m cared for and fed, he’s loved and has a small Christmas tree in his front window this year,” Cathy leaned across the bar and gave Mickey a peck on his cheek.

Before we got into the car, Cathy and I looked at each other.  Our minds went back just over a week ago, where we were, what our lives were like.  Then, simultaneously, we looked at Mickey’s front door.  We turned to each other and kissed softly.

“We’re very lucky, Carl,” she whispered.  I nodded in agreement, then we kissed again.

I pulled into the drive, and Cathy pushed the magic button for our entrance.  I pulled in, and the door separated us from the rest of the world.  I took the luggage out of the car and then walked around to open Cathy’s door.

She opened the door to the kitchen and stood there so I could bring the luggage in.

“No, you don’t have to carry me over the threshold again,” she smiled.

I started to put both suitcases on the bed, but Cathy asked me to put one by the laundry.  When she was packing at the hotel, she put the clothes for the laundry in one suitcase and the clean clothes in the other.  That’s a smart lady, right there.

“Shower?” I asked as I held Cathy in my arms.

“Mmmm, if you’re in it,” she purred.

“I was hoping you would ask,” I whispered and blew softly in her ear.

Cathy quivered and giggled, “That tickles.”

We undressed each other and took some time to kiss and fondle.  Cathy adjusted the water while  I rubbed my growing cock against her cute ass.  When she finished, she turned to me, and we kissed.

I spent a lot of time “washing” her tits, and she spent a lot of time “washing” my balls.  She put my cock between her legs and slid back and forth on it.

“Carl, honey.   I don’t know why, but I’m gonna, oh baby.” Cathy’s voice was high-pitched, and her pussy squirted her cum all over me.  The warm nectar trickled down my balls and then down my legs.

Cathy hid her face in my chest as her pussy continued to squirt me and her body strained with her orgasm.  Cathy was panting and moaning, “Feels so good, baby,” she whispered.  She held onto me with everything she had as her orgasm reached its peak, then slowly subsided.

Cathy’s legs were weak.  I held her, turned the water off, and reached for a towel.  I wrapped it around her, we got out of the shower I had her sit on the toilet seat.  She put her head against my wet body and squeezed me; she was still breathing heavily from her orgasm.

I got the other towel and dried off as much as I could.  After a few minutes, Cathy had settled down, and I could finish drying off.

"Lie down with me, baby.  I want to feel you next to me.  I want to be cradled in your warm, strong body.”

I helped Cathy to our bed, made sure she was comfortable, then got in next to her.  She immediately pulled me to her and draped her arm over me.  Her face was buried in my neck, and her head rested on my shoulder.  Her warm tits were crushed against my side.

“Carl,” she finally spoke, “I don’t know what happened.  You turn me on constantly.  The way you talk to me, hold me.  The way you look at me. 

We were at breakfast the other morning, and you were looking at me.  Little Kitty got wet.  All of the times we made love at The Swan, and you gave me wonderful orgasms.

“Kitten, I love and damn it, I adore you.  You are Everything to me.  I love it when you’re naked and, in my arms,”  I lightly ran my hand down her back. Cathy shivered.

“See, that’s what I mean.  You're touching my back so lovingly, I just had a screaming orgasm, and you're making me wet again.  I don’t know what happened, baby.  You were sliding between her lips, and my world melted, and my brain malfunctioned,” Cathy whimpered.

“Come here, Kitten. Let me hold you and feel my warm woman against me,” I hugged and almost pulled her on top of me.

“What about My Man?  He got gipped.  He was so nice and hard, rubbing Little Kitty, making her melt.  She goes off, and he waits for her to have a good time.  What about him?”  Cathy reached for my half-hard cock.

“Honey, he needs loving.  My Man is – oh, he needs his loving.  She ain’t gonna let him like this,” she squeezed my cock.

Cathy pulled the covers from us, moved down to my cock, and started sucking me.

“Mmmm, he tastes so delicious.  I think I’ll eat him until he’s happy.  Or, maybe he wants to be close to his Little Kitty.  She loves it when he’s inside Little Kitty.  But our playmate would rather watch this time.  She had a lot of fun yesterday.”

Cathy was stroking my cock the entire time she was luring me into her sex.  She smiled, and my cock disappeared into her mouth again.  She pulled the skintight, pursed her lips, and pushed them over my cock. 

It felt like it was being pushed into a tight pussy.  I groaned as she dragged her tongue across my cock head and massaged my balls. 

Cathy moved so I could play with her tit.  Her supple flesh and hard nipple made me want to suck them, but there was no way.  Cathy looked up at me as I tried to play with her tit and giggled.

“That’s not fair.  You don’t get to play with my boobies.  Let’s try this.”

Cathy released my cock straddled my body, and guided my cock into her pussy.  I damn near came right then and there.  She slid part of my cock into her, rose off except for the head. 

Then she slid a little farther down my aching shaft, then pulled up again.  Cathy buried my cock deep into her and rocked back and forth on it.  That was all.

I sat up just enough to grab Cathy’s shoulders.  I pulled her on top of me and then rolled her onto her back.  Cathy moaned in anticipation. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled, and pressed my lips against hers.

Cathy’s pussy was getting wetter.  Her breathing was getting heavier, and little drops of sweat were forming on her forehead. I wrapped her tits in my fingers and started sucking and licking them, my cock was stroking in and out of her warm passion pit.

It was when she pushed her hips up to meet my thrusts that I lost it all.  I started slamming my cock into her tender pussy.  Cathy groaned with pleasure and began panting.  She pulled her legs closer to her tits, then grabbed my ass cheeks so I went in deeper.  When our bodies collided, her hard clit was crushed between them.

I pounded my cock into her and held it against her.  Cathy’s hips continued their up and down motion, rubbing her clit between us.  We were panting and sweating.  Neither of us could stop the lust we had created.

My cock shot a load of hot cum into her. Cathy groaned, ”Oh yes,” and a stream of girl cum squirted our bodies.  I was so hot from Cathy’s sucking and her sitting on my cock, I couldn’t stop the streams of cum I was pouring into her.  She whimpered as her pussy showered us with her cum.

When our bodies had no more to give, I lay on top of Cathy, worn out and empty.  She had stopped squirming and pushing her hips against me; her arms and legs lay almost lifeless on the bed.

I started to roll off, but Cathy quickly wrapped her legs around me and pushed my ass to keep my cock in her.  I tried for a short time, but there was no more strength in him.  She had drained my balls and his strength.

My cock slid out of her then I rolled to lie next to her.  Cathy cuddled next to me, her head on my shoulder.  I wrapped my arm around her and caressed her tit.  When I used my finger to touch her nipple, Cathy shivered.

“Oooh, that gives me shivers, Lover." She cuddled closer.

After a while, we dozed off.  The sun was sinking behind the horizon.

To be continued