Music blared from the clock radio. It was 6 AM, only 4 hours since I had fallen asleep. Nevertheless, I woke up feeling great. My wife Maria was lay naked next to me. Next to her, Kathryn lay sleeping naked as well. The empty champagne bottle on the nightstand and the discarded sets of lingerie on the floor confirmed reality. I sat there for a moment, savoring the memory. Normally I am a slow started in the morning, but today I had a burst of energy.
Maria grumbled at the noise, "Five more minutes" before rolling over. I got out of bed and turned off the alarm. Grabbing a menu, I ordered breakfast and two carafes of mimosa from room service. I grabbed a key, threw on my jeans and T-shirt and headed back to the minivan.
Some friends of ours were getting married in five hours. Now we found ourselves two hours further away and without a change of clothes. I realized how fortunate it was that Maria had gone shopping! I retrieved all the shopping bags and suitcases from the van and brought them upstairs.
Returning to the room, I placed the bags on the dresser against the wall opposite the bed. Maria had purchased quite a few nice outfits so she was probably all set. Kathryn would be a different story. While she could borrow lingerie, there was no chance she could borrow a fitted outfit. Maria had purchased a couple of dress shirts for me, so I could use them with my suits and I’d be all set.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and our breakfast had arrived. I took the covered plates off the tray and arranged them on a small dining table with the carafes in the center. I then headed into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of bathrobes before going back to wake Maria and Kathryn.
Maria is also a slow starter, so it took a minute to get her up. She sat up, the covers falling to her lap revealing her beautiful breasts and yawned. "Good morning", she said in a tired voice.
"I got us breakfast", I said. She slipped on the bathrobe and slid out of the bed. Standing up, she pulled the bathrobe right around her before heading into the bathroom and closing the door.
Walking around the bed to Kathryn, I gently touched her shoulder. "Good morning," she smiled. Usually people don’t look their best in the morning, but this was far from true with Kathryn. She looked fantastic. The man who got to wake up next to her every morning would be one lucky bastard.
"Good morning," I smiled back, "I got breakfast." I handed her a bathrobe.
Ignoring the bathrobe, she pulled off her covers revealing her nude body. I stared as she climbed out of bed and stood up. I turned to face her and extended the bathrobe again.
"Oh, should I cover up?" she asked seductively and she stretched her arms over her head, lifting her breasts more for effect than anything else.
"Hell no!" I said quietly. "But I thought you might like it."
She turned to face away from me but turned her head back towards me and smiled. I immediately understood that she wanted a gentleman's assistance.
I opened the bathrobe and helped her slip it on. Holding the bathrobe open, she slipped one arm in and then the other. As I was about to let go, she quickly tugged on my arms into an embrace with my arms around her chest. She giggled while grabbing my hands and placing them on her robe-clad breasts and grinding her ass against my crotch. I gave her breasts a quick squeeze before pulling my arms back.
She turned to face me. "The girls are so lonely. They would love a little attention. They think you don’t like them." she said with an exaggerated pout and held open her robe. She grabbed my hands and placed them against her breasts and pressed her body into my hands. "Not interested?"
I gave her breasts a firm squeeze. "DEFINITELY interested!" I began, "if Maria is." I nodded towards the bathroom door. "I don’t know what her reaction to last night is going to be." Kathryn made a face. Last night she had been more of a bystander than either of us would have liked.
I reluctantly withdrew my hands. "In the meantime, I ordered breakfast. Help yourself." I said as I bowed and waved towards the table.
Kathryn didn't tie her robe, letting it hang straight down as she walked to the table. We had barely sat down when the bathroom door opened.
"Good Morning sweetheart", I said with a smile.
"Good Morning", she said flatly with a weak smile. Her bathrobe was drawn tight against her, crossing just below her neck. It was a stark contrast to Kathryn's, whose robe had opened as she said down giving a wonderful view of her left breast.
I pointed to the suitcases and shopping bags. "I brought up some of the clothes you bought. I remember you saying you bought something you wanted to wear to the wedding." I said. "Kathryn, do you have an outfit you can wear or do we need to swing by your house?"
"I brought a spare outfit in case were went five-star in New York. I can wear that." she answered.
"Good, problem solved." I said brightly. "We're about two hours from the wedding and we don't have to be there until 11, so we can stay here around 8:30 or so. That gives you lovely ladies a couple of hours, plenty of time to get even more lovely."
"11? I thought it was 1." Kathryn said, puzzled.
"Uh, honey..." Maria began sheepishly. "I lied a little. The wedding isn't until 1. I said 11 because I didn't want to drive all the way up from New York."
"That's OK, I don't mind", I answered. "I would rather be here than New York!". Everyone had a laugh over that. "I just wish I knew - I would have let you two sleep another couple hours." I joked, "After all, we could use the rest after last night!"
Maria shifted uncomfortably in her seat. I quickly changed the subject. "Mimosa anyone?" I asked pulling a carafe from the ice bucket.
Maria finally gave me a genuine smile. She loved mimosa. "Sounds wonderful", she said. I leaned over and kissed her.
"Get a room you two. Oh wait, we DID!" Kathryn joked. We all laughed.
"Light traffic on Saturday," I said, "We should have a straight shot up the highway."
"How's your breakfast?" I asked Maria.
"It's very good," she answered as she ate another bite of french toast.
"How about yours?" I asked Kathryn.
"Excellent", she answered, "Thanks for ordering for us. You're so thoughtful." I smiled.
"How's yours?" Maria asked.
"It isn't the food that makes the meal, it is the company." I answered sweetly.
"Awww", Kathryn said. Maria laughed.
We finished our meals and sat drinking our mimosa. I had been careful to avoid talking about last night until I had figured out how Maria was feeling about it, but by the end of the meal she seemed back to her usual self. Kathryn seemed to take her cue from me as we all engaged in small-talk.
"I'm heading to the Jacuzzi!" Kathryn announced and she grabbed her mimosa and walked into the bathroom. "Anyone joining me?” she asked. A few seconds later the sound of splashing water filled the air as she began filling the tub.
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds when I noticed Maria's glass was empty. "Another mimosa?" I asked.
"I'd love one", she said extending her glass. I leaned forward and gave her another kiss as I refilled her glass.
I kissed her again. "Are you OK? Don't just say fine. I'm asking you, are you OK?" I said seriously.
"Yes", she answered. "I was just a little freaked out. I've never done stuff like last night."
"Neither have I." I confessed. "But I was worried about you. I knew you were a little ", I paused while searching for another word for "uptight" before answering, "stressed."
"No, I'm OK. Really." she answered. She kissed me again.
We talked for a few more minutes when we heard the water turn off and Kathryn fire up the Jacuzzi jets. Suddenly a bathrobe came flying out the door. A couple of minutes later came a shout from the bathroom, "Hey Cabana Boy! More mimosa!"
I looked at Maria. She smiled and said, "Go." and waved her hand.
I chuckled and got up, grabbing the carafe. I walked into the bathroom. I was pleasantly surprised to find no bubbles this time. The jets from the Jacuzzi still obscured seeing much, but with Kathryn sitting upright, her breasts were just above the surface of the water. She stretched her arms up, bringing them into full view and said dramatically, "Oh, this is just SOOO relaxing!" She picked up her glass and I refilled it. "You may go", she laughed, waving her hand dismissively as she sipped her refilled drink.
"No tip, ma'am?" I asked, extending my hand.