"...Ummmm..."

A soft moan drifted across the bathroom...followed by a giggle and a splash.

"Don't do that...you know I can't think when you do that.."

"That's the point ma chere..I want you mindless.." Michael nipped at Nikita's throat as she lay sprawled comfortably across him..his hands caressing the gentle curve of her breasts and teasing at her nipples. The candles flickered in the darkened bathroom, their light reflecting off the mirrors. A bottle of champagne lay empty on it's side, a half eaten basket of strawberries dipped in chocolate lying next to it.

The two operatives lay contentedly together..the hot water slowly cooling around them..foaming bubbles everywhere.

Nikita moaned again as Michael traced a caress down her body..reaching below the water to create little waves that lapped against her core..sending slow waves of pleasure through her.. She closed her eyes to heighten the sensation..enjoying the feel of his body beneath her. They'd spent most of the last hour in the tub..slowly washing each other and making love..creating a haven from the cares of the day.

A wicked little smile crossed her face as Michael continued his teasing. She rotated her hips gently and he groaned as her butt rubbed against his c--- and the friction made him harden.

"..Bad girl..." his husky laugh rewarded her and his hands strayed farther down her body.

"...I know...I know...are you going to punish me?.." Nikita couldn't wait. Michael in a mood to punish..was one of her favorite fantasies. The last time she'd been bad..he'd spanked her..and her skin tingled at the memory of how he'd soothed it with his sensual mouth.

"Ooohh..Michael..EEEEK!!"

Michael got a faceful of soap as Nikita sat up abruptly..eyes wide open and fixed on a curious furry face sitting on the end of the tub, watching them intently.

"That godamned cat of yours is a pervert! She's sitting here watching us!!"

Miss Kitty was insulted. She was staying with her daddy for the night and this interloper was calling Her a pervert! She had been drawn to the bathroom by the sound of his voice and was just making sure he was ok. She'd never heard him talk in quite That tone of voice before.

The empty champagne bottle had made her wrinkle her nose. Any time her other daddy had that, he usually had nice treats from his canape tray for her. This time there was nothing but some strange looking red things that didn't smell too appetising.

Michael stifled a laugh. He had completely forgotten about Miss Kitty's habit of following him everywhere.

"It's ok chere..she's just curious.." His hands returned to their caresses.

"Don't do that..she's looking at us..." Nikita felt very self conscious with Miss Kitty looking on. It was as bad as having Madeline there. She batted Michael's roaming hands away.

Michael sighed to himself. He could see that there was no hope of getting Nikita back into her amorous mood unless he got rid of Miss Kitty.

"Go back to sleep ma petite...it's ok..I'm fine.." he reassured Miss Kitty.."You can go back to bed now.."

"RRooowww??" Miss Kitty hesitated a moment. *Was her daddy really all right or was he just attempting to fool the interloper..* Her hesitation was her undoing.

"Aaaiieee....mmmaawwwwww!!!" There was a tremendous splash as she landed in the tub.

"Oh..#$E%%$$%" Nikita frantically grabbed for Miss Kitty under all the bubbles. She heaved her out onto the side of the tub and then started to laugh.

Miss Kitty sat there in utter humiliation. Sopping wet from head to tail. A gigantic clump of bubbles sat on her head like a tiara. She had never been so embarrassed in her entire life.

"oh..ma pauvre bebe.." Michael reached for her and to compound her mortification, rinsed her off under the tap.

"Rraawww...hissss....mrraaawww.." Miss Kitty had had enough. She lashed out at her daddy with her claws and bolted for the door, water splashing everywhere.

"Oh Michael..you're bleeding.." Nikita pressed a tender kiss to his hands. "Let me kiss this better for you.." She looked for other sore spots on him.

He took immediate advantage.

"It hurts here...and here..."

Miss Kitty could hear his voice trail off...followed by a groan as Nikita kissed whatever it was that hurt.

"Humphhh! See if I go rescue him again.." She leaped up on the bed and paused as a devilish idea crossed her mind. "I'll show them.."

Miss Kitty then proceeded to roll all over the bed..getting it as wet as possible..paying special attention to the pillows. And then, she strolled over to her kitty condo in the corner of the living room to play with her latest toys.

"I can't wait to see his face when he gets a faceful of wet cat hair..."

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