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Meet Me in My Office
🕑 Added 2017-10-01 14:16:42 +0000 UTC
Fantastic art is by: Bluepanda1
Nothing made days like this seem the longest. It was hot outside, hotter than normal for midday during the summer. Located up on the fifteenth floor was this small accounting firm headed by a rather domineering zebra. She was taller than most of the others in the building and she always had a powerful presence about her. Every demand she made was fulfilled within seconds and no one dared to second guess her motives or ways. Her office was at the head of two rows of cubicles and fitted walls that sectioned the office off, a clear indication of who ran things.
She was seated at her desk, a massive piece of oak furniture with decorative trim along the edges. She typed away at a keyboard and stared disdainfully at her flat screen computer monitor. The air conditioning was off for repairs and she had opened both of the large windows in the hopes that some breeze would come by but the outside air was stagnant. She had even brought in a small desk fan to move some air over her face but it was hardly doing anything.
The heat was beginning to get to her. She was becoming frustrated by the work and sticky from sweat that was beginning to seep into her fur. Not much was keeping her from tearing all of her clothes off and working in the nude, save perhaps from some issues with HR. She had already unbuttoned her shirt enough that her black bra was showing along with the cleavage produced from her rather impressive bust.
A hard silence had developed from which she seethed in. It was starting to drift towards the end of the day, just another two hours and she'd be fine with letting herself leave. But there was some extracurricular business she needed to take care of, lest this irritation follow her home. Luckily she had sent word for someone that she knew would be able to help her.
A quick knock came on her office door, breaking the silence and her concentration. She'd have snapped and cursed at anyone else if she wasn't expecting the intrusion. “Come in!” she called out. The door slowly swung open to reveal a young black furred mink. The boy was a bit younger than his boss but certainly not unqualified for the job she had him doing. He wore a simple dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and at some point in the day his blue tie had become a bit loose around his neck. His shirt had also become untucked from his pants, something she would have scolded him to correct on any other day but if all went well he wouldn't be wearing them for much longer.
“I've brought that account audits you've requested, Miss. Jenna,” he said and approached her desk while holding a couple manila folders in his paws. He was a lithe young man with narrow shoulders. Not much as far as athletic went, a pretty typical physique for someone that wasn't used to much physically hard work.
There was always something about these kind of men, those that she was physically bigger and stronger than that made her pussy wet. It might have been his general nerdy disposition, he had a pair of glasses on that amplified his blue eyes and she was a sucker for cute looks.
He came closer and set the small work pile on her desk and took a step back. “Thank you,” the zebra mumbled and glanced from the stack of papers to the Mink. Her gaze peaked over her own glasses, of which were set on the bridge of her muzzle and had slid down a bit further than she liked.
“No problem,” he replied while clearing his throat and turning back to leave the room.
“I didn't dismiss you, Brandon,” she said which made the boy instantly freeze mid stride.
“O-oh?” he said unsteadily and turned back to look at her.
“Have a seat,” she suggested and nodded to a chair, one of three that was situated around the front of her desk. The mink swallowed hard and he slowly made his way to where she had suggested and slipped down onto the hard wood seat. Jenna typed a few more times on her keyboard before she got up and began to make her way around to the front of the desk. Her high heels clicked on the wooden floor, her red dress skirt hugged her wide hips just above her knees. Stockings made their way from her hoofed feet to her upper thigh where they connected to a garter belt.
When she came to face the Mink she settled her backside against the desk and crossed her arms under her breasts which pushed them out a bit more, the top of her black and white striped chest not going unnoticed by the boy. She turned her gaze off to the side for a moment as she began to clear her mind, finally coming back to give the Mink a firm stare.
“A company is like a well oiled machine, Brandon, do you understand?” she asked. He only offered a nod in response. “A machine only works well if every one of its components is working as well as they are supposed to. The more important the part that isn't working the worse off the machine is, understood?” she demanded again. He nodded quickly like before.
“Has my work been slacking lately?” he asked meekly and locked eyes with her.
“Oh, this isn't about you, it's about me,” she explained. “This day has been unbearable. I'm having a very difficult time staying on task and working fast enough,” she said.
“The day has been pretty hot,” he commented and rubbed at the back of his neck nervously. “Well if there's anything I can do to help...” he said and paused as a devious smile developed across the zebra's mouth.
“I'm glad you say that, shows me you're taking the initiative for the betterment of the firm,” she said and gave a nod of her head. Brandon nodded as well and leaned forward. “So with that in mind, I want you to stand up and take your pants off for me.” Brandon was still bobbing his head slowly but stopped as her words finally sank in.
“I-i'm sorry?” he stuttered as his eyes widened.
“I'm an important component to this company, and I'm not working as well as I should be. I need you to help me out, and you cans tart by standing up and taking off your pants,” she explained and narrowed her eyes, as he pulled off her glasses and set them on her desk. “I won't ask again.”
Without a second thought the boy stood up and began to undo the buckle around his waist and the front of his pants. To the woman's pleasure his bottoms dropped to the floor, leaving him in nothing else but a pair of white boxers. Jenna murred to herself and tapped on her arm idly as she watched him disrobe.
“W-why am I taking my pants off?” he stammered and paused with his paws coming to cover the front of his underwear a bit.
“It's pretty simple, you're going to fuck me. Hard. In the ass,” she said and bit her lip for a moment. “Now go on with it, I didn't say stop. I've heard around the office you've got a nice, thick cock,” she murmured.
“I...what?” he exclaimed and blinked a bit afraid. Jenna gave a frustrated sigh and approached the mink quickly. She grabbed his boxers at the hem and yanked them down to his ankles. She knelt in the same action and gave a happy knicker as the boy's cock was revealed, a very impressive length that was a good five inches soft! She felt like she had hit the jackpot, he was gunna fill her ass to the brim.
“Fuck, this is nice,” she complimented and dipped her head closer. Before Brandon realized what was happening he felt her lips wrap around the tip of his dick and her warm mouth begin to take in his flaccid length. His small paws grasped the top of her head and his entire body became tense. He didn't know what to do, everything was happening so fast. He wished he had been a bit more prepared for something like this.
A soft moan escaped his lips as he felt her expert tongue begin to draw and coil around his length. Even when it was soft his member was enough to fill her mouth and with each bob of her head she could feel it become more rigid. Her hands clasped his hips and held him in place as her head pushed and pulled against his groin. Saliva drooled from the bottom of her mouth and dripped from her chin as she began to quicken her movements. She moaned a bit as she found herself rather enjoying sucking on her employee's swelling prick, the action sending an acute vibration through her mouth that made him squirm all the more.
After a few moments of fevered suckling and seeing how far she could pull him into her mouth she pulled back with a gasp and grinned up at the fidgeting boy. She grasped his cock at the base and began to stroke him to the tip and back. He had gotten up to at least nine inches, a size that greatly betrayed his shy and quiet nature.
“Mmmh, we gotta fuck more often,” she commented. She continued to give his hardening length a few more wet strokes. Still too soft, she thought to herself before she leaned in and began to rub her lips against the cock's underside. She'd draw her tongue over it several more times before pushing the head into her mouth and bobbing on it while she stroked it at the base.
It didn't take long after that for Brandon's flesh to be as hard as rock. Jenna gave it a few more long, reassuring strokes with both hands before she spat on it and smeared the surface with fresh saliva. “All right, let's do this,” she said and stood up and turned around. She stepped quickly to the front of her desk and hiked her skirt up over her rear end, showing off her garter belt and black panties underneath. Without hesitation she pushed her undergarments down to her knees and then stepped one leg out of them, leaving the frilly article to hang from her other.
With her bare ass on display she bent over and reached back to spread her cheeks, generously inviting him a view of her equine pussy and her large puckered asshole. She made sure to give him a playful wink of the pink wrinkled spot. “We don't have all day, come on!” she demanded a bit aggressively as she looked over her shoulder and saw that he was only openly gawking at her display. Her words seemed to snap him back to reality.
He stumbled and stepped out of his bottoms and quickly approached her backside, still intimidated by the whole situation but he was fortunately not a virgin and well adept at this sort of thing. His paws fell against her well toned ass and held her open as he began to rub and aim his erect cock against her pussy. He threatened to slip into her cunt until Jenna bent her knees and gave another disproving look over her shoulder at him. He flashed an apologetic smile and gripped his length at the base, her asshole coming to a more appropriate level.
The large zebra was leaning over her own desk at this point, her large bust flattening under her own torso. She felt the first jab of his wet prick against her anus and she tried her best to relax, though she was quite excited. The second hit held and she could feel his own weight push it in. She moaned lowly as her hole was pushed open and stretched rather well around the invading dick. He sucked in a quick breath as he felt her warmth envelope every last inch until he was hilted inside.
Her body was obviously craving him, as he came to find there was more than just her saliva lubricating their contact. His hips worked in a rolling motion, drawing back and crashing against her form. Her cheeks would bounce with each successive hit and she found her mind was beginning to slip into the realms of nonsensical pleasure. Oh how she adored this feeling. Her hole gripped the boy's member firmly as if it was sucking him in and not wanting to let go.
His soft paws rested where her own hands had been before they abandoned their spots to brace against the desk. He was moaning and panting in tandem wit her whimpers and screams. His humping made a rhythmic chorus that began to get louder the harder he worked. His jack hammering hips sped up as he drove every last bit of his cock with fevered aggression. His tongue lolled form his mouth in heavy pants, his glasses becoming skewed on the bridge of his nose.
Jenna was practically shouting with ever hard slam he made against her body. Her ass was grinding back on every hit that made made. Her legs staggered, she was braced to accept everything he was willing to give. His more aggressive tendencies betrayed his small timid stature, he was grunting and gritting his teeth minutes into their fucking.
Jenna arched her back and was practically screaming his name and demanding he fuck her harder. He was happy to oblige and his thrusting hips blurred with speed. He leaned his form over her back and his paws came around her belly. He was practically lifted from the floor as he rolled his hips against hers with a tenacity she had never seen before. His proportionally sized ballsack was even driving hard against her pussy and getting covered in her feminine juices.
With all of the rough moving and savage jerking motions both of Jenna's breasts had come free from the top of her shirt, of which had popped a couple buttons. Her gorgeous, round breasts jiggled and swayed with the fevered pounding, black nipples grinding into the fine wood. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass!” she screamed and lifted her leg up onto the desk, looking like a dog ready to piss on something.
They were both howling and crying out in a swirl of pleasure. They didn't know how much time had gone by since they started but it felt like forever. Their bodies were aching and sore, and after what seemed like forever an incredible pleasure flared within his cock. He barely had time to warn his boss, not that he had the ability to form words at that moment.
The zebra gasped and hung her mouth open, body straining as Brandon shoved every last bit of his cock into her ass and let loose a massive salvo of thick cum. The incredibly hot, sticky mixture splashed deep into her bowels, the sheer volume of which made her feel like she had just received an enema. She had become breathless, the warm waves of his seed sending her over the edge in the same instant. From her pussy sprayed her own mixture, of which coated his hanging sack like she had just marked it as territory.
His form gave her ass a few more hard jabs, her quivering backside taking in every drop, not wanting to let any go. With each extra pump came a new diminishing injection of his semen, the amount of which had to have been at least a pint.
The two stayed locked together for a few more breathless moments before they separated. The mink's cock was quick to deflate and flop out of her abused asshole, of which retained the shape of his dick. A waterfall of his cum flushed from her wanting ass, and though it tried to close to keep the precious gift in, it failed. She felt his thick contents splash across her pussy and down the inside of her thigh. Needless to say a small pool formed beneath her.
Brandon stumbled back and fell panting into the chair at the front of the desk. His cum covered cock had drifted back into its rubbery flaccid state and hung over his own thigh, smearing his musk into the fur there. Jenna slowly lowered her up-lifted leg and began to gently turn around. As she straightened her back more of his semen gushed free of her ass but she no longer cared.
Exhausted, she laid back on her desk, one leg propped up on its edge while the other that still had her now soaked panties around it hung over the edge. She didn't care their her full breasts were still exposed, heaving with each breath she took or that her pussy was spread wide for the boy to see. As she reveled in her blissful world the mink slowly stood up and went about putting his clothes back on and cleaning himself up.
“I-is...is there anything else...I can uh...do for you today?” he asked between pants and rested his paws on his knees for a moment. The zebra only managed to lift her hand and gave a dismissive gesture with it.
“You're dismissed...for now,” she mumbled and let her arm fall across her belly. Brandon gave a light nod of his head, something his boss didn't see, and retreated from the room. With his mind still swimming in what had just happened he opened the door and stepped out into the office space. After he closed it he became suddenly aware of how quiet the office was and he turned his eyes some. To his dreaded realization, every single other employee of the firm, about twenty individuals, were staring at him with wide, shocked eyes.
