"A full body massage."
"Oh, talk dirty to me." She said as she closed her eyes and reclined with a sigh. I saw an opportunity and decided to go for it. I folded up the towel into a thick pad and set it on the floor next to the tub and knelt down. I took her sponge and began gently scrubbing my way up her leg. She lifted it clear of the water nearly straight up and I held it making my way gently down from ankle to thigh. I performed this again on the other, I looked over at her, her eyes still closed, a blissful smile on her lips. I worked my way up her belly, she stiffened a few times as I must have hit ticklish spots. Her lower lip was between her teeth, her smile had widened. I proceeded upwards to her breasts bobbing in and out of the water, her breath sped up, a low hum came from deep inside her chest as she pressed it upward to me. I didn't linger and the little moue of frustration made me smile. I took her furthest arm and worked my way up her side, lifted her arm and washed gently before doing the same on the near side.
"Weren't you supposed to do my back?" She asked. I only chuckled as I reached beneath her and lifted her gently leaning her forward so I could do just that.
"If you were to open the drain right now I'd be afraid to slip away with bath water." She said smiling. I worked my way up her neck massaging gently as I did. She sighed again.
I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Next time we'll get a professional."
"Sweetheart, nobody else is allowed but you." She said, and kissed me deeply.
She began laughing as soon as our kiss broke, she looked down at the front of me. "It would appear that you've enjoyed this nearly as much as I have." She looked up into my eyes, a hint of mischief sparkled in the blue pools. She kissed me again as her arm snaked over the top of the tub taking me in hand. Her grip was firm, and her stroke was slow. It was my turn to groan. "I'd leave you like this if I knew it wouldn't make it impossible for you to put on your trousers. Get up." I stood up and she noted that the logistics weren't going to work that way. "Put your foot over here." She pointed to the wall side of the tub. "Have a seat on the edge." I did as she asked and found myself spread eagle with her head between my legs. She proceeded to lick the tip of my cock and took it into her mouth. Her hand encircled the base stroking gently as she did. My breath was ragged as she began taking more of me into her mouth, the licks and strokes maddening in their gentleness. Thankfully it didn't last long as she increased her pace, lengthening her strokes and bobbing further down. She would stop, and lay her tongue against the underside drawing it back slowly into her mouth. Her eyes turned up to my face to see my reaction. I was nearly unhinged when she began again, her hand slipped free and began massaging my balls and I nearly went off. I warned her it was imminent and she only sped up, and returned to the stroking as I leaned back cautiously giving her ample room to work me over. I gasped, the first of it landing in her mouth, she pulled me free, but kept stroking as the remainder landed on her chest and in the bath water. She licked her lips before biting her lower lip as she continued to drain me.
"Oh wow." I mumbled in between breaths.
"If you don't get out of here we're not going anywhere tonight." She said as she took a moment to wash me clean again with her sponge. I stepped carefully out of the tub and dried myself off again as she leaned back and sponged my deposits off of her chest. I was still slightly breathless as I left her alone, a little smirk played across her lips as I closed the door.
"What a woman." I said to myself as I leaned against the door. I began getting dressed. I had my slacks and tee-shirt on and was pulling on my shirt when I heard the water draining out of the tub and the shower start. I pictured her long leg propped up on the edge of the tub as she whisked away any fuzz she found. She'd decided to let her hair grow out after the little show she made of shaving it all off a few weeks ago. She had left a small patch of dark fuzz neatly trimmed. I hoped she'd left it intact. The shower stopped, and the sounds of her toweling off and puttering came through the door.
Cate came out of the bath in her robe and looked at me smiling. I'd only made it as far as hanging my tie around my neck. She kissed me and shooed me out of the bedroom with my coat saying that she couldn't make an entrance if I watched her dress. I assured her I didn't mind either way. She gave me that shrewd look of hers and I broke into a wide grin, which caused her to do the same as I closed the bedroom door behind me.
Some time later the door opened and I looked up, the light went out in the bedroom and Cate stepped through the darkened door into the light. I turned to face her. She wore a knee length black dress with a diagonal cross-hatched pattern in the fabric. It fit her snugly, showing off her beautiful curves. Her hair laid in soft waves to her shoulders, her face was radiant in the dim light. Her lips were glossy but not colored, the natural pink shone through. Her cheeks had a slight flush, their only adornment, her eyes looked deeply into mine waiting for a reaction. A moment passed, then another, and her mouth quirked.
"I was expecting some appreciation for the effort, but I didn't think I'd leave you completely speechless." She added the last with a wink.
Broken out of my reverie I realized that my mouth must have been hanging open. "You are so beautiful." I said, it came out in a reverent whisper.
"I hope you don't mind. I accessorized a bit." She said lifting her hand from behind her thigh, in it a small black and tan clutch purse. She pushed the hair back behind her ear on one side and noticed little black and tan disc earrings.
"Mind?" I said, my voice cracking. I cleared my throat. "Of course I don't mind. I..." I couldn't think of anything to say. I just stood and looked at her. Her cheeks colored even more.
She swallowed. "How do you like it?" She turned slowly, showing the dress off.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." The reverent tone returned.
She looked down, the smile playing across her face. "Thank you." She whispered.
When our gaze broke it was as if I'd been shaken awake. I looked her up and down and whistled low. "Remind me to encourage you to go shopping without me more often. There's just one more thing you need." I reached into my coat pocket and slipped out the little box. Her eyes went wide and she looked up at me as if to say, "Not again!" I reached across to hand it to her unopened. She looked down at it as if I were giving her a hand grenade. She slipped the clutch under her arm and took the box and lifted the lid. The antiqued silver heart with it's gold Celtic knot tracery glowed in the soft light.
"Tá tú mo chroí. You are my heart."
She looked down at it for a long moment before I noticed a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Hey. What's wrong?" I asked softly. I reached up and held her arms.
She smiled. "Haven't you ever seen a happy woman before?"
I smiled as well. "Well it's confusing, you ladies use crying in every situation. You're sad, you cry. You're happy, you cry. You're mad, you cry and break stuff."
She chuckled at that. "Would you do the honors?" She turned the open box to me. I removed the pendant from the box and unclasped it. Cate lifted her hair to make it easier to clasp. It fell to just above her breasts.
She tossed her clutch onto the chair and wrapped both of her arms around my neck and pulled me into a deep kiss. "They say you should love a man who messes up your lipstick, not one who messes up your mascara. Somehow you manage to do both." Without a hitch she popped the collar of my shirt, and buttoned it up before tying my tie.
I just smiled as I watched her. She smiled as she snugged the knot and straightened the creases. We donned our coats and we were off.
Dinner was a lavish affair of multiple courses and wine suggestions. I tried not to look like a clumsy tourist in over his head, and got an occasional smirk from the wait staff. They weren't stuffy but noticed I was trying hard to impress. I saw a similar expression cross Cate's face once or twice. It was shortly after the waiter stepped away that I noted to her that only in a place like this could they make such a fuss over a plate with two scallops on it.
"I assure you it's very common in New York as well." She said softly.
"Oh I know, with far more pretense too." I said grinning. After the lavish dinner, Cate found room to delve into the dessert menu and had a crème brûlée crafted table side. I saw her eyes roll back in her head with the first bite and nearly laughed. I had declined dessert and opted for coffee.
I asked Cate about the location of the concert hall which wasn't far. I had mentioned walking and she pointed out that I wasn't the one in brand new heels. The hall was an old theater, the crowd was large but not at capacity. I guessed that the reason was that it was now after Christmas and people were ready to move on from the holidays. The show was terrific, there was a surprising amount of pageantry with colored lights and shifting of backgrounds as the players sang and danced. I looked aside a few times to see a broad smile on Cate's face and that made me happy. She caught me peeking and looped her arm in mine and laid her head on my shoulder for a few minutes. The music went from secular to religious gradually until the chorale began singing in Latin. I could barely make it out but I turned to find Cate singing along with Adeste Fidelis. I could feel the hair on my neck stand on end as I listened. The reflected stage light made her skin glow. The singers shifted from religious to popular, quieter holiday classics and ended the night with Auld Lang Syne. The applause was long and loud and we joined in heartily. The hall began to empty and we soon found ourselves in the foyer waiting as people milled around the cloak room gathering their coats. I looked about and noted that we were getting a surprising number of looks from passers by. I looked at Cate to see her looking at me with a silly little grin. Her face glowed with an inner light, stronger than I've ever seen before.
