Catherine Ch. 21

"Yes Catherine..., I'm here. I bit my sore lip and had to switch the cold wash cloth from my ribs to my cheek, to my lip.

"Catherine..., I'll call you back."

"Bobby don't hang up..., Bobby..." her last words out of my phone left laying on the bathroom vanity.

Getting a large zip lock storage bag, filling it with ice and wrapping it in a dish towel to hold against my rib cage --- the same side I had two cracked ribs way back in high school; it fucking hurts to breath. Plus I needed to take a breather from what Catherine was telling me; she's honest, no doubt about that!

Going back to the bathroom and picking up my phone to see the call had dropped, I guess, Swaggart. your leaving rather abrupt left her no choice; now what the fuck? Call her back, or wait till morning..., shit, it's already morning; looking at the time displayed on the phone's screen.

"Sleep tight Catherine!" Saying it out loud, as I open the medicine cabinet to grab two more Acetaminophen, then collapse on the bed. I not only hurt, I miss her, and the smell of her on the pillow is not making it any easier.

"SHIT!" Now what?

Sitting up, taking the buzzing phone in my hand..., it's Catherine. Swiping to answer and instantly cut off at my, "Hello m..."

"Why The Fuck Did You Hang Up On Me," comes out at me.

"Cather...,"

"What's the matter Swaggart, my talking about fucking Neil get to YOU? I..., Hope..., It..., Did! I told you he's great fuck and just so you know before I hang up on YOU, I'm going to call him and ask him to come back here and we'll do it all over again!"

"Catherine.., Catherine... I didn't hang up on you!" But she's already gone.

Woe.., smack down Swaggart! Like Rei tried, but he walked away limping. Now a deep breath, wincing from the pain, thinking twice tonight, kicked in the ribs!

It's my phone buzzing again, Catherine..., another smack down?

But on answering, instead of my usual to her it's, "Hello room three-thirty-two, Neil Speaking,"

"Wha..., What? Swaggart..., is, that, you?" Catherine tentatively asking.

"No this is Neil..., Catherine is that you..., all horned up again?"

"FUCK YOU!" She comes back hard at me.

Both of us laughing, me whizzing again from my painful ribs and I don't care.

Sniffling, she comes back on, "Why the hell you did you hang up on me," she asking.

"Catherine, I didn't hang up on you; I just walked away..., my ribs Catherine. I needed more than the cold wash cloth on them, so I went to the kitchen to get some ice in zip-lock bag and wrapped it in tea-towel. An when I got back, you were gone..., I'm sorry! I should said more first."

"I'm sorry," she says. "I thought you...,"

"Thought what Catherine," asking now that she halted.

"I thought you were up set at my telling you what happened..., with Neil."

"No Catherine I wasn't up set about you and Neil. I was up set that there wasn't more detail other than your sore red ass cheeks."

"Fuck You.., Pig!" I get, laughing again with my painful ribs.

"Bobby...,"

"Yes Catherine."

"Bobby, I told you..., I was very selective in the men I've chosen to have a sexual relationship with," she saying now. "And the ones I have, they're all very passionate, exciting, and amazing lovers, But..., and I'm not massaging your ego..., you..., are the best of the best!"

"Catherine I told you..."

"Shut up Swaggart! I told you to... Okay!" She's not asking.

"You are the only one that's had me clawing the paint off the walls with my finger nails.., because I cum so hard with you."

"Paint..., what paint?" But I know what she means.

"Now tell me Swaggart, how hurt are you, and should you be on your way to the hospital to get your chest X-rayed.!" She's asking.

"My chest..., Catherine. I got speared..., a football helmet, jammed into my left rib cage way back in high school. I had my arms up, making interception, the hit cracked two ribs, which kept me out for rest of the football season that year. But the interception saved us the game."

"Catherine, in Sargent Rei's class we wear head protection, gloves, an we're bare foot too. And tonight, Sargent Rei hit the same spot with one of his tricky fake out round-house kicks that I missed blocking. But..., I got even with him when he tried to do the same kick to my other side. That time I caught it which twisted his knee so he was slow getting back to defend himself, which allowed me to land a few good blows to his body and a shot that split his lip, setting him back on his ass; the fight was over; Catherine, we don't pull our punches. Because in a real situation it could be life or death!"

"Then all the more, you should have yourself checked out," she says. 'And is he all right," she ask now.

"Other than his ego..., he'll survive. But complimenting me must have been painful as all hell for him!"

"Bobby, I wish I were there to take care of you," she says.

"Thank you Catherine, but I don't think I would be much help to you. Any vigorous movements would be sharply restricted.

"YOU, are such a pig! So..., in that case, maybe I should bring Neil so you can watch us and pretend your him..., as you masturbate to what you see."

"Catherine..., and what, you, called me? But seeing that's not possible at this time, the least you could have done is the, 'Nancy,' with live video."

"Swaggart...," but she can't finish because she's laughing so hard.

"Swaggart...," she's back. "I distinctly remember calling you a pig," she's telling me.

"I love wallowing in you girl, so oink, oink!"

"I wish you were here," she says.

"I wish you were here too Catherine," replying. "Now go to sleep, and please call me, especially it you're having another lusty romp with your friend."

"Bobby I miss you and love you," hearing back.

"Miss you and love you too girl and good night."

SHIT! I guess I'm going to have sleep sitting up!

It's my phone, buzzing against my thigh waking me, fumbling for and finding it where I laid on the sofa cushion next to me. Picking it up to see Catherine's name along with the time..., two..., no, two..., thirty? Is she alright?

Swiping the screen to answer with my usual "Hello me." But what I hear instead of her usual, "It's me." Is what sounds like excited low voices close by of two people, Catherine's and..., a male voice? Then a sharp, excited squeal from a female voice I know so well.

It's her..., with a whimper, now a squeal again..., a soft cry..., her sharp exclamations, more of the same, her voice..., male now..., her voice..., more squeals, cries, more and more of the same..., again..., the same. I know what it is..., I know her..., he's eating her pussy! A sharp squeal, a cry, another squeal..., startled "OH MY GOD! OH My God. Oh my god...," a whimper, another..., now his voice..., his laugh, her laugh..., muffle words..., more laughter. Bed noises..., the rustling sound of bodies moving..., laughter, girlish giggles, my turn she says."

Her turn?

Something else now..., hard to pick out..., not sure..., "umm..., umm's," his voice..., indistinct movements..., "Damn IT!" he says. "Umm... slurping sounds. Her laugh..., her laugh again..., "I love doing this you know," in her clear voice. "Yes I know...," his clear reply. More and more the same..., he's loving it!

She sucking his cock!

Her, "I love doing this." How many time has she said that while doing it to me.

That muffled male voice followed by the sharp sound of a hand landing on soft flesh, followed instantly by a sharp cry in Catherine's voice I know that well too; they're in a..., sixty-nine?

He must have been on the brink.

Muffled words, sounds of bodies moving, more indistinct words, indistinct sounds, more words, muffled laughter..., heavy bed movements

Now what..., the sound of a bed being over worked from the heavy activity of..., two people in a hard sexual romp. More squeals, more muffled words, male and female at the same time. The heavy slap, slap slap, of flesh meeting flesh accompanied by wet 'sloshy' sounds too.

Neil back for round two..., Catherine? My thought --- she wasn't kidding?

Slumped back into the sofa, the phone pressed to my ear listening to the sounds of Catherine and this man, Neil, having a exciting, vigorous fuck. Her voice loud and clear at times, she can be quite vocal. His voice, caught up in his heavy breathing, muffled words of what ever he's saying.

"More sharp cries, squeals from Catherine. What ever he's doing to her she really likes it a lot! And their fucking goes on, that bed getting a real work out, the walls of the room reflecting the cries, squeals, excitement in their words, I know, I know how she is..., inspiring!

My cock, like hard steel, straining within the confines of my cut off sweat pants, looking like a circus tent. Now freed to my grasping hand and the swirling visions of what she's doing, 'Nancy' all over again, only this time, Catherine's fucking another man..., like I watched Sally..., fucking Alex.

An that moment Sally looked at me, I remember it well, the expression on her face like she was asking, "Are you okay with this?"

Where I thought at that moment she couldn't have been more beautiful. I nodded my head, silently mouthing, "I Love You!"

More, sounds..., bed noises..., their vigorous body movements, muffled excited words, more of the slap, slap, slap of flesh slaming flesh.

Now more sharp like a bare hand meeting soft bare flesh followed by a screech in Catherine voice. Again the same --- the sound of a bare hand meeting soft bare flesh..., the same screeching cry from Catherine. More of the same, more of the same cries from Catherine... her butt more sore now I bet from a second spanking tonight, Huh girl? A bigger pillow to sit on tomorrow? Bed squeaking, thumping, over worked by the two bodies bouncing and slamming heavily together on it time after time.

Minutes and minutes, more and more of the same till suddenly, a sharp excited cry from Catherine, then another, then another, hard grunting, and groaning, the man..., his hard orgasm..., filling Catherine's cunt with his spurting cum..., his final deep guttural groan of satisfaction, all sounds fading into..., silence..., at last.

Silence? Except for the pounding of my heart in my chest and the roar of blood in my ears --- my own heavy groaning reflected off the walls of the living room.

Suddenly soft muffled words, girlish giggles, silly laughter, a male voice the same again fading into whispers, more muffled words, erupting into a spell of excited laughter; what was that about I wonder. Then silence..., did the call go dead, no..., there's still background noises from something or some where, then..., is it the sudden sound of a door being closed? Something else now..., it's water running..., a shower? Something being move in the background..., just some indistinct sounds..., is the phone is being moved or picked up?

"Did you like that?" Catherine's whispered voice. "I'll call you later; bye."

Silence, my phone still pressed to my ear.

That note on my pillow with her hand written word, "Nancy!"

FUCK! How long was that --- looking at the illuminated screen of my phone. OH Yeah girl, it took the two of you a while to get off --- fifty minutes or more to the sounds of over the top fucking; their rough sex in my ear --- it certainly sounded like a good one!

It was just like one of our marathon fucks and just Sunday night too, her distraction had Sally calling me.

Picking up my cut off sweat pants and tee shirt, using the shirt to wipe the streams of my masturbatory orgasm from my stomach and chest..., yes it was good for me too, like it sounded good for them. And I don't remember removing my cut-offs and tee shirt..

Sleep tight Catherine!

The bag with the ice, wrapped in the tea towel had slipped down between me and the sofa cushion, most of the ice reverted to its liquid state. A slow deep breath Swaggart, then, easy does it standing up..., fuck --- it still hurts to move. Rei, I hope your body hurts as much as my ribs!

Damn what time is it, asking myself now, making my way slowly into the kitchen..., fuck! I never set up the coffee maker, the digits in the digital display telling me it's almost..., four in the morning? An I'm usually up at five. But do to the extra time it takes to get to the test location I've left the house earlier; no sense going back to bed, I wouldn't sleep anyway.

"GOD DAMN IT!" Saying it out loud. That was one hell of romp those two were having! And if or when she calls, how will answer her question,

"Did you like that?"

Yeah..., no.., FUCK YEAH! I did!

And I'm even more in love with her now because of it.

And just like Sally and I were after our first time having sex with Alex and Jennifer. The initial awkwardness was there, but it had disappeared in the hot tub well before we made it to the bedroom. Two naked, beautiful women who lost their bikini's in the hot tub. Two naked men, who lost their board shorts sitting on the edge of that same hot tub.

Hot tub..., I could sure use it now, but a hot shower will have to do. So with the coffee brewed and cup in my hand, it's back to the bathroom to not only ease my soreness, but wash the stickiness remaining on my chest and stomach.

I keep my cock and balls smooth, plus not having a lot of body hair anyway, makes it easier to find the jungle and dessert six legged critters to get rid of. Sally liked the look, the girlfriends too. Catherine, running her hands over me, stroking my cock looked at me with, "I like!"

Checking my phone after drying off to see Catherine had called and left a message. I'll check the message, but call her later, maybe --- I need time to think, recover. Get my head wrapped around what I heard --- what do I say? Yes, Catherine, it turned me on, but now what? Now all of a sudden remembering, this is Wednesday and James. Busy night again, huh Catherine?

And me tonight, school. But will I be able to concentrate?

For some reason the traffic is backed up on the road that leads down to the turn I need to make for the train station, causing me to almost miss the train I've been taking that gets me into the city earlier. And I let this call from Catherine go to voice mail too; I didn't want to talk on the train, and still not sure what to say.

And of course I've had to run into John. And the first thing he ask, "Did the girlfriend do that?" He's asking. Meaning the bruise on my cheek and around my right eye.

"No John," telling him. she's still in DC until tomorrow."

"Oh...," he says now. "Then her husband caught up with you!"

"John..., my foot is going to catch up with your ass! It was one of Sargent Rei's Kung-Fu shit moves that caught my head." But it was moves I learned from him, that left him with a limp, a split lip and a very bruised ego too.

"You guys play pretty rough then," John saying.

"No John," a reply. "Sargent Rei doesn't play around, he's dead serious because what he teaches us may save our lives one day. A bruised cheek, and black eyes along with some sore ribs is a small price to pay for what he teaches us."

"Well Swaggart," he says."Better you than me Ole Boy!"

"Thanks..., you're a pal John."

"You're wel..., My phone vibrating in my jacket pocket interrupts what ever John was about say as I reach into my pocket to retrieve it; it's Catherine again.

"You're not going to answer it," John's asking.

"No John, she'll leave a message."

"She..., your girl friend," John asking as he's looking at my phone held in my hand. Then the buzzing of the phone again, telling I have a voice mail.

"You're not going to check that either," he's asking, and the way he's asking he sounds surprised.

"I know what she wants John..., okay!'

"Ah..., paternity..., you've got her knocked up!" I know he's busting on me but I'm not ready for his jabbing me.

"Let it go John!" Telling him as I pick up the pace trying to put some distance between us.

Twice more this morning Catherine has called and each time I've let it go to voice mail --- I just want to hold her, not talk yet. I teased her about the "Nancy." That note she left with the word, "Nancy," written on it and just that, was her heads up; it was for real!

Lunch is just a walk. My side hurts, my ego hurts even more, and the jabbing from the other guys who saw me when I walked onto the floor, has been going on all morning too; John instigating it with, "His girlfriend kicked his ass," as soon as we hit the break area. But I can give that stuff back just as well when I came back with, " John's just jealous because my girl friend likes nice guys like me with big dicks. An not guys like John who is just a big dick." Which, started some busting on and laughter at John's expense.

My phone again.

Skipping through the messages to get to the last one..., "Bobby Pa..,LE..., ASE! Answer, your, phone." Her words sounding desperate.

My deep breath before touching in her speed call number, only to realize, she..., may not be in a place where she can answer her phone. To all of a sudden, "Are You Alright," her excited question in my ear.

"Yes Catherine, I'm alright, except for all the slings and arrows hitting me all morning," telling her.

"Oh My God, " she says. "I was so worried about you, and what you said about your side. I thought you might be in the hospital or..."

"I'm okay Catherine," breaking into what she was going to say. "But I am hurting Catherine. Plus John and the others have been poking me in the ribs all morning too!" Telling her.

"Well you can tell John I said to knock it off! And that I have friends in high places that know how to break bones too." she's telling me, my wincing from the pain of my laughter.

"Catherine.., girl, no funnies, it hurts to laugh!" Telling her.

"I'm sorry," I hear her saying. "Where are you now?" She ask.

"I'm sitting on a park bench across from the Regency Park Side Hotel, watching some people ice skating on the pond; and you?" Asking back.

"Regency Park Side!" Her exclamation. "Wh.. why..., the Regency Park Side?" She ask, sounding a bit startled.

"Because Catherine, it's just two blocks from the building the system we're working on is in."

"Oh...," I hear, followed by her silence.

"Catherine..., is everything all right with you?" Asking her in return.

But now the baritone voice of a man who must be near by saying, "Catherine I just got the heads up, the meeting is reconvening." He's Telling her.

"Okay James, I'll meet you back there," she tells him.

James this time, huh?

'Bobby I have to go," she comes back to me,

"James Catherine?" It's not really a question.

"Yes Bobby..., James." she replies.

"Catherine...," "Bobby," she interrupts." "No Catherine, listen to me..., Nancy..., tonight!"

"You are such a pig," she comes back at me.

"Uh-Huh, oink, oink!" Back to her.

"Bobby I really love you, and I miss you terribly." she's telling me.

"I love you too, call me later when you can; but remember, I have school tonight so I may not answer the phone if you call around then." telling her.

"Nancy, Bobby? Keep your hat on!" She tells me.

"Catherine..., no hat," replying. "Last night it was my hand vigorously working my cock --- good by and have fun!" Telling her.

Serious..., loud laughter, I hear just before dropping the call.

"Nancy...," again? I wonder if I should have asked..., was last night a real, "Nancy?" Or another accidental, or..., shit! Prerecorded from earlier in their evening? She didn't give me a chance to ask that elephant.