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Subj: "Kathy" Book III, Chapter 23 (M/F) (302 lines)
January 20, 1998

This is about the 31st section.  Although this is substantially more tame than
many postings on A.S.S.M., the usual disclaimers apply.

Permission is granted to repost, but only on non-commercial sites.  Please
inform me if you do so.

"Kathy"

(c) 1991, 1998 by Morgan.

Book III

Chapter 23

The Wedding March was playing as Kathy walked up the center aisle of the
Cathedral on Bob Ferguson's arm but she still could not believe it was
happening to her.  Ken, standing at the altar with his best man, Jack Castle,
beside him, watched her approach with the familiar measured pace.  He had
never seen a bride look so beautiful.  Her white gown was magnificent, setting
off her tan and her golden hair.  When she reached him at the altar, he took
her hand, paused for a moment and looked into her brilliant blue eyes.  All he
saw was the deepest love.  Together they moved forward to where the Bishop was
waiting.

Later in the ceremony the time came.  After the Bishop told Ken to, "Repeat
after me..."  she saw his eyes locked on hers as he said in a strong voice,
"I, Kenneth, take thee, Katherine, as my lawfully wedded wife..."  she was
hearing words she had not allowed herself even to hope she would ever hear.

Then it was her turn.  "I, Katherine, take thee, Kenneth, as my lawfully
wedded husband..."  Her eyes blurred over with tears of joy as she completed
her vows.

They heard the bishop complete the ceremony, "...and I now pronounce you man
and wife," and then more softly to Ken, "You may kiss your bride."  Ken took
her in his arms.  As he kissed her she could feel her knees weaken, but then
it was over.  As they were going down the aisle together she was dimly aware
that the church seemed full.  When they reached the steps of the cathedral,
Kathy's eyes widened.  Flanking the steps on each side were naval officers
wearing their blue coats with the gold on their epaulets flashing in the
winter sun.

The senior officer gave the command, "Officers!  Draw... sabers!"  Two dozen
silver blades appeared and formed an arch under which Ken led her to the
waiting limousine.  They got in and the car moved off.  Kathy looked at her
husband fondly, "Thank you, Ken.  That was so beautiful!"

"It was Mom's idea.  She said that she saw your eyes light up when she
described her wedding at Annapolis.  Instead of a bunch of ensigns, though,
you got some fairly senior officers.  I'm so glad you enjoyed it."

"Ken, was it my imagination?  Were there lights flashing all over the place?"

He grinned at his bride, "No, Hon, it wasn't your imagination.  I don't know
how many photographers were there, but it was a whole bunch.  Maybe you didn't
notice, but there were at least three TV trucks parked alongside the church.
This is clearly the biggest wedding in town in years.

To Kathy the reception seemed to be a huge blur, but a few events remained in
her memory in sharp detail.  She reflected on them.

Bob Ferguson caught them alone for a moment.  "Kathy, there's a small matter
of a wedding present for Ken which had to wait for the ceremony.  After all,
the chump could have backed out.  Ken, you've undoubtedly heard about Sam
Jenkins from Kathy?  Well, although Kathy has most of it, there's still a
little slush fund that I keep track of.  I guess Sam was conscious of problems
if the wife has money and the husband doesn't."  Kathy and Ken were both
looking at Bob as if he were speak ing some strange language.  They were so
wrapped up in their love, the subject of money had never come up.  They said
as much to Bob.  He held up his hands, "Okay, fine.  I give up!  However, I
have a duty to carry out.  Ken, this is for you from Sam Jenkins."

With that he took a check out of his pocket and passed it to Ken, who looked
at it.  His eyes bulged.  "Bob, this is a joke!  It is, isn't it?"

Bob shook his head.  "It's not a joke, and it is good.  Congratulations, Ken."

"Kathy," said Ken softly with amazement in his voice, "this check is for five
million dollars!"

She grabbed him around the neck and kissed him.  "Wonderful!  I've always
dreamed of marrying a rich husband, and now you are!  Do you think we'll be
able to eat something besides beans now?"  She grinned at him and then kissed
Bob.  "By the way, are there any more of these odds and ends lying around in
Sam's will?"  Bob only smiled and shrugged.

Her Alpha brothers from Yale, John Robinson and Bill Johnson, were there along
with Bill's wife, Judy, who obviously was expecting a baby soon.  She kissed
Bill and was introduced to his wife.  The girl took Kathy's hand and looked at
her steadily.  "Kathy, although we've never met before, I think I owe you
thanks for our happiness together.  Bill has never told me the whole story,
but he credits you for keeping him out of jail."  Patting her swollen abdomen
she continued, "I may even have you to thank for our first child who's soon to
appear."  She put her lips close to Kathy's ear and whispered for a while.

In the meantime, Bill, John and Ken were getting acquainted.  John smiled at
Ken and offered his congratulations.  "Ken, I'm one of a great many guys who's
madly in love with your wife.  She knows it, too.  Unfortunately, she loves me
like a brother which isn't exactly what I had in mind, although it's a lot
better than nothing.  I can see in your eyes that you're madly in love with
her, and I can see that she is with you.  It's so obvious to me now.  As
beautiful as she was at Yale, it's nothing like the beauty she's radiating
today!  Very best wishes to you both."

Later, Ken asked Kathy what Bill's wife had whispered.  She giggled.  "It
seems that Bill bought a pool table as soon as they bought their house in
Cincinnati.  He taught her a pool game that is sort of a strip rotation.  When
one of the players runs out of clothes to take off, he or she has to grant the
other a wish when the next ball is sunk.  Well, Judy was bare and Bill sank
another ball.  He had her lie on the pool table and made love to her.  She
thinks that was when she conceived.  Bill told her he learned the game from
me."

"Did he?" Ken asked.

Kathy smiled, nodded, and looked at Ken speculatively.  "Hmm.  I wonder where
we can put a pool table in our apartment?" she mused.

Jim and Sally O'Rourke had been flown in from California.  Sally took Kathy's
hands in hers.  "Isn't this really a bit much?  Even for Kathy?"

Kathy told her about the special legacy, "So, it was use it or lose it, so
you're here.  Thank you both for coming.  Sally you are looking great!  So are
you, Jim."

Sally grinned.  "I'm almost as brown as you, Kathy, all over.  Now that we're
married, I'm completely naked when I'm in the sun.  Kathy," she said turning
serious, "Jim and I feel a tremendous debt to you for all you've done.  With
you paying for our education, the obligation extends to working to justify
your confidence in us.  We just received our grades for the first semester.
All 'A's'.  We're trying!"

The toasts were drunk, the cake was cut and it was time to throw the bridal
bouquet.  Shortly after, she and Ken made their escape.  The reception was
held in the Grand Ballroom of the Omni and they were spending the night in a
suite there and would be leaving in the morning for Chicago where they were
connecting to a nonstop United flight to Maui.  Ken had a two-week leave for
their honeymoon which they were spending at Kapalua.  They retreated to their
suite and Kathy collapsed on the bed.  Ken looked at her.  "Do you want to
change first while I get the car?" he asked.

Kathy looked at him strangely, "Kenneth Stark, are you reading my mind?  How
did you know I wanted to go back to the apartment?"

"Because I do, too.  Why don't you just leave your gown here?  The bags are
all packed and in the car anyway.  There's just your small bag..." he said.

"I'll meet you down at the entrance in five minutes!  Hurry!"

Less than five minutes later, she jumped in the car as Ken pulled away.  She
looked at him and started to giggle.  "What's so funny?" he asked, puzzled.

"Us!" she replied, still giggling.  "Just look!  Here's this distinguished
looking officer with his brand new full-dress blues and this funny-looking
urchin wearing Levi's and a sweat shirt."

Ken looked back and forth and started to laugh, too.  "Why don't you just keep
your head down, so people won't see me slumming?"  At that, she gave him a
poke in the ribs.  "My God!" he said in mock alarm, "We haven't even left on
the honeymoon and already she's beating me!"  Just then a State Police cruiser
came up behind with its lights flashing and siren wailing.

"Damn!" Kathy said, "Those clowns see us like this and we'll never live it
down!"  Instead of waving them over, though, the cruiser roared up alongside.
Again, it was Trooper Stockdale.  "Doesn't anyone else patrol this road
besides Will, for chrissakes!" Kathy exclaimed, exasperated.  This time Will
just waved his finger in a circle and pointed forward.  He hit the gas in his
souped-up cruiser and moved into the high-speed lane.  Ken stepped on the gas
and followed him.  They roared east on the Expressway to their turnoff.
Instead of continuing his patrol, Stockdale led them off the ramp, through the
streets and up to the rear entrance of the apartment.  He stopped quickly and
jumped out of his cruiser.  Ken stopped to wait for him to catch up.

Stockdale saluted smartly, "Congratulations to you both from me and the other
troopers of the Virginia State Police.  Before you get all het up, Kathy, the
Captain gave me permission to escort you all the way home.  Commander, sir, I
know today was your weddin' an all.  Could I kiss the bride?  Please?"

Kathy jumped out of the car and came around to where Will was standing.  She
held the tall trooper and gave him a warm kiss on the mouth.  He had taken off
his hat and was smiling happily.  "Thank you, ma'am.  Thank you kindly.
Please accept my sincere wishes for a long and happy life together!"

"Will Stockdale!" Kathy said sternly, "If I ever get a *hint* that you told
anyone what I was wearing when you saw me..."

"Now, Kathy, why would I do a thing like that?  Besides, you're pretty as a
pup, no matter what you're wearing and... and...  You're the best pistol shot
in the state, and my mama didn't raise *complete* fools!  Good evening to you
all."  With that, he returned his hat to his head, saluted smartly and
returned to his patrol car.  Kathy got back in the car and they parked it.

When the elevator door opened, Ken easily picked her up and carried her into
the apartment.  While still being held in his arms, she wrapped her arms
around his neck and softly kissed him.  "Thank you, Commander Stark," she said
softly.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Stark."  he said with love in his voice as he carried
her into their bedroom.  In no time Kathy's body was bare.  Ken was just
starting to undress when she said, "Please don't, Ken.  Let me."

She approached him and he tried to take her in his arms.  She looked at him.
"Humor me?  Let me.  You stand still and only move if I say.  Please?  For a
wedding present?"

"How can I refuse my bride's simple request?  Okay," he said with a smile.

Kathy took off his tie, and hung it up.  Then she took off his new dress coat,
examined it carefully, got a clothes brush and brushed off some lint before
carefully hanging it.  She was tantalizing him and they both knew it.  After
helping him off with his trousers she repeated the process of careful brushing
and then hanging them up.  Ken was getting a massive erection as he watched
her glorious nude body move in front of him.  Meanwhile Kathy was making the
situation harder by "accidenta lly" striking very provocative poses as she
moved.  Then she had him sit while she took off his shoes and socks.  She
studied the shoes and wiped them carefully with a shoe cloth.  As she did, she
made sure her small ass was high in the air and facing him.  She came back and
took off his T-shirt, and carefully examined his chest, slowly running her
finger tips over it.  It was obvious to Ken that her play had aroused her as
well.  Her nipples were hard, and he could see moisture in her slit.  Finally,
she took off his shorts releasing a massive erection with semen already
forming drops on its tip.

She went down on her knees, and sat on her heels, pretending to study it.  She
looked up at his face -- her eyes were alive with excitement.  "Is that for
me?  Where does it belong?  Can you show me?  Please?"

With that he picked her up and carried her to bed.  Ken was playing her game,
deciding it was fun.  "Well, little girl, you have a hole into which it fits."

"That can't be!" she said feigning disbelief.  I have only tiny holes, and
that is so big!  Surely, you can't think you could put it in me."

"It goes in here," he said, gentling inserting a finger in her dripping
vagina.

"No!  Please!  It will hurt.  It would tear me in half!" she said, continuing
their little play.

"Let's try!" Ken said, spreading her legs wide.  Slowly, he inserted his now-
raging erection into her moist crevice.  He was surprised as Kathy manipulated
her vaginal muscles to tighten her opening.  Very slowly, he moved his hips
back and forth working himself deeper into her each time.  He watched her head
toss as her loins took on a life of their own.  In moments, she had a small
orgasm, while he rested within her.  He began to move in and out with long,
slow strokes, nearly coming out at the end of the backstroke and then burying
himself to the root.  He felt it as she built to another orgasm, while he
exercised near-superhuman control to keep from cuming.  She recovered her
breath while he remained still.  When she recovered, she started to move her
hips in tempo with his mo tions.  Finally, with Kathy moaning beneath him, he
could hold on no more.  His release was massive, flooding her insides.  At the
same instant she had reached her peak.  Her loins jerked convulsively as her
juices released in a torrent with some forcing past his erection and soaking
the bed.  She screamed and lost consciousness from the sensory overload.  Ken
collapsed on the bed beside her.

He was holding her in his arms when her eyes opened.  She just looked at him
with love in her eyes.  "Ken," she said softly, "For a newlywed, your balls
are awfully full.  Can we empty them in me -- or on me -- before we get on the
plane?" she said with a soft smile.  They tried very hard to do just that.

* * *

At Kapalua, they rejoiced.  They made love and played golf.  They made love
and played tennis.  They made love and swam.  They made love and lay on the
nude beach.  They made love and ate lovely meals.

One morning near the end of the honeymoon, Kathy awakened first and stretched
like a tigress.  She looked at her husband asleep next to her.  She couldn't
resist.  Burrowing under the covers with her head, she made a little tent with
them so she could examine Ken while he slept.  Carefully, she felt his
scrotum, now virtually drained.  His prick was flaccid as she gazed at it.
Then, with the tip of her extended tongue, she softly licked the tip and the
area around it.  As she did, it started to grow erect.  She continued to apply
her tongue, and as it grew larger, her mouth.  Soon it was fully erect.  She
slowly and then more quickly moved her mouth up and down, taking it inside her
throat.  She felt the covers thrown back as Ken awakened and found her down on
him.  He watched the movement of his wife's golden head as it went up and
down.  Finally, he could hold it no longer and released.  When he did, she had
him in her mouth to its hilt.  He could feel her swallowing rapidly as the
pulsations slowed and then stopped.  Reluctantly, she lifted her head.  She
looked at it carefully and daintily licked off some drops of semen that
remained.  Finally, she rocked back on her heels and smiled at him brightly.
"Good morning, my husband!"

"And what, may I ask, were *you* just doing?" he said, trying to cover his
grin with a stern tone of voice.

"Having breakfast!" she said sweetly.  "I was hungry, you were still sleeping,
and... and it's very high in protein, I understand.  There's just one thing:
Does it come in other flavors?  Chocolate, perhaps... or strawberry?  Or..."

He gave her a playful spank and then pulled her to him and kissed her softly.
He eased her away to get a better look at her.  "You're causing me a lot of
trouble, you know?"

"No I didn't know, but I'm very glad to hear it," she said sticking out her
tongue.  "Now how am I causing you trouble?"

He smiled at her fondly.  "I used to think I was a boob man," he said,
carefully cupping one of her breasts and giving it a soft squeeze which caused
her to shudder lightly.  "And you have gorgeous boobs.  But...  roll over,
Kathy, please."  He released her breast as she rolled on her stomach.  "But
then I see your little ass, and I think I'm an ass man.  Your ass is so firm
and yet you make it soft when you think I want it soft.  In any event, your
skin is like satin.  With your small ass and my large hand, it makes a
beautiful handful."  As he said it, he cupped one of her cheeks in his hand
and squeezed.  She closed her eyes, arched her back, and made a small mewing
noise.  Her hips moved slowly as she enjoyed the feeling.

"Then, of course there are your legs.  Now I've always been a leg man, and
pickings aren't all that good these days.  There are these girls with piano
legs, with pipe-stems, with..."  She raised one leg behind her holding it out
straight.  "Now that is a gorgeous leg!"  He ran his fingers from the knee,
slowly up to the hip.  Kathy turned over on her back.  He ran his fingers up
the inside of her thigh, ending at her slit.  He let his fingers explore its
moistness until he found the clitoral sentinel rising to greet his finger tip.
He slowly teased it and could feel it stiffen.  Now her whole cunt was flowing
wet with her moisture.

"Well," she said with a warm smile, "are you just going to handle the
merchandise or are you going to do something productive?  Put something in it,
maybe?"

He grinned at her.  "I'm still sleepy.  You're the one who woke me up.  You do
the work!" he said, rolling on his back.

She feigned a frown, and swung astride him.  "My God, I'm on my back all night
trying to make enough from these cheap sailors to support the guy!  He takes
my money, spends it on booze and other broads and, when he finally comes home,
I have to do all the work!"  She was grinning and Ken was trying to look
bored.

He entered into her new little play.  He yawned.  "What are you bitching
about?  It's better than keeping you here, barefoot and pregnant, isn't it?
Besides, you get a chance to meet new people...  Ouch!" he yelled as Kathy
gave him a hard pinch.  In the meantime, though, she was moving her hips in a
series of intricate motions and he could feel their tempo rising.  She ended
her speech and started moaning softly as she felt him so deep inside her.  In
moments they were both moving rapidly to a crescendo of passion.  Again, their
orgasms came together.  Kathy slumped down beside him in a faint.

When they wakened, Kathy took his prick and balls in her hand.  "Look, Ken,
look!  Your great thing is dead, and your balls are empty.  What can we do?"
She grinned at him and kissed him softly on the mouth.

He gently returned the kiss and held her close.  Finally he said softly,
"*You* killed it!  What are *you* going to do about it?"  They laughed softly
and went back to sleep in each other's arms.

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