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Chief yawns as he enters the men's agent locker room, a towel around his waist. Today's been a rather slow office day, considering that for once, none of the crazy villains have been wreaking havoc or released from jail. Nobody's been barging into Chief's office for tedious tasks and nobody really has much work to do; Chief figures this is the perfect time to refresh himself and grab a quick shower.

The water is warm enough to form steam in the locker room. As the buffalo loses his towel, hanging it on a towel rod, he steps through the steam and into the relaxing, rushing water. His fur becomes instantly soaked, losing its pouf and clinging a bit more to his frame, making him look a bit thinner, but not by much. He pays no mind as he squirts a bit of shampoo into his hoof and begins to scrub himself all over, humming happily. He massages the lather a bit lower, all throughout his fur, scrubbing generously over his chest, his belly, and soon, over his groin.

The thought rushes in quickly, leaving no real time for Chief to react, but he recalls that he hasn't had much alone time. His hoof over his crotch, gently massaging and lathering over his thighs, he notices that he's begun to get a bit hard.

Huh... it has been a while, hasn't it? I don't suppose it'd be so bad if I just had a quick moment to myself? He looks down at his cock, only about half-hard and slowly growing. Though... in the locker room that other people use? Maybe it's best I wait it out a bit. Maybe it'll go away. The more he lathers the shampoo into his fur, the more he becomes uneasy. The arousal begins to settle in quite hard, making the urge more unbearable.

He takes a deep breath in, inhaling the steam of the shower, trying to calm himself down. As his mind begins to wander, he realizes the reason why he's aroused now of all times. It's not because he's been too distracted from work, but because it's just reached the peak of summer. Summertime, specifically from July through September, his species is known to mate and breed; Chief has not had a mate in a long time, so his arousal, he realizes, is going to be a rather frustrating one.

Stepping out of the shower, he wraps his towel around his waist, looking down to see that his erection has grown to full-size. The ten-inch long, three-inch thick, dark brown member throbs for Chief's attention; try as he may to cover his modesty with the towel, it's far too hard and too erect to hide it completely. Forced to pinch the towel closed, he manages to make his way to a locker where his office attire is folded neatly, waiting inside. He grabs his clothing from the locker and has a seat on a very long bench in the locker room. His towel comes open, allowing for his cock to look straight up at him.

It wouldn't be terrible to just... quickly get it over with, would it? I'm a hard-working man! I need my me-time! Chief smirks, looking at the exit to be sure nobody is entering. Once the coast seems clear, Chief reaches down and grips ahold of his member tightly, gently stroking up and down. The sensation is nothing but pure bliss and gorgeous pleasure; it's been a long while since Chief had orgasmed, so the moment sort of escapes him. He strokes a little harder, closing his eyes and breathing deeply as the pleasure crashes over him in waves, like a heartbeat over his entire body. Moaning softly, he leans his head back, stroking steadily and firmly, feeling his balls reacting positively to being touched and his cock being stroked for the first time in such a long while.

"Mmm... so good," Chief mumbles, moving his fist faster, truly becoming lost in the bliss. In no time, he can feel it: the familiar tingling and the warm buildup of an orgasm.

"Chief! Oh, there you are!" Morocco Mole giggles, his feet pattering quickly across the tile floor, "I hope I am not disturbing you in any way!"

Chief scrambles in a panic to cover his groin, panting in fright as the towel lays over his lap. Morocco approaches him, panting, looking the buffalo up and down, noticing a bit of a tent in his lap. He tilts his head, pointing at it, shrugging a bit.

"What's that, Chief?" Morocco asks.

Chief scrambles to hide the unsightly lump in the towel, "Ah, it's nothing! Just a wrinkle in the towel, w-w-what can I help you with, Agent Mole?"

"Ah... w-well?" Morocco begins, "It had... something to do with Penny," he says, thinking.

"Penny... what about her?"

"Uhm... you know what? I forgot!" Morocco grins, shrugging, "Sorry, Chief! I'll find you again if I remember what it was!"

"Very good, Morocco..." Chief sighs, watching the mole leave the locker room. He lifts the towel, looking at his member. One interruption isn't enough to put off the idea of some alone time, but clearly, the locker room is far too accessible to everyone. Chief stands from the bench and proceeds to dress himself, looking sharp and professional in his suit and tie. Popping his pipe into his mouth, he does his best to conceal his erection, heading swiftly back to his office.

Chief closes his office door, forgetting to lock it before heading straight to his desk. Sitting down, Chief sighs as he feels his stiff, aching erection rub against the underside of his desk through his slacks. Biting onto his pope, the buffalo takes a deep breath in; the heat of the season leaves a very strong urge washed over him; with no female buffalo for miles, Chief can only rely on his hoof to satisfy the burning, tingling craving. The risk of someone barging in weighs in the back of Chief's mind, but the urge is too much.

Eyeballing his office door, Chief slowly unzips his slacks, allowing his member to spring free before gripping it firmly. Breathing deeply and slowly, he strokes up and down, cautiously trying to stay calm and keep an eye on the door. Soon, his mind slowly drifts, focusing on the short bursts of pleasure crashing over his body.

It's been far too long. The sensation... God! I work way too hard to not get enough time to myself, just to do this. All I need is a few minutes of me-time... such well-deserved... good... relaxing me-time.

The buffalo's thoughts trail off into white noise. His thick, hard cock pulsates in his hoof as he continues stroking, picking up the pace. His fur begins to stand a bit on end as the pleasure intensifies; his pulse travels all over his body and eventually down to his groin. He moans softly as he leans back in his chair, keeping a steady pace in his arm and wrist, stroking firmly.

Chief's door opens with a loud, squeaky turn of the knob, startling Chief into stiffening upright, placing both hands on his desk, sweating nervously as he watches Penny enter his office with a stack of papers.

"Sorry it took so long, Chief," she struggles, the paper pile swaying and leaning in different directions, clearly ready to fall. "Here are the background reports on all the villains in the past three years, just like you wanted!"

"A-ah, thank you... Penny... yes, that's... ah... just put it on that shelf, then," Chief says rather shakily, pointing to a small, wire basket near his door on a filing cabinet.

"I... don't think it'll all fit, Chief," Penny says, starting to struggle, her knees shaking. She turns her back to Chief and looks at the basket, "Yeah, no that's way too small... it's not gonna-a-a!" she wobbles, taking a step forward, unable to keep her balance on a single foot. The tower of papers topples over onto the floor, spreading the pages out of order and scattering them all over the room.

"Oh, dear - are you alright," Chief says, standing from his desk and rushing over to Penny's side. He kneels down next to her and places a hand on her back, "Are you hurt?"

"No, Sir, I just lost my balance is all, I'll be al--" Penny's face turns bright red, turning to see Chief's cock. The large, thick member is fully exposed and only inches away from her face. "U-uhm... Chief? Sir?"

"What is it, Penny?" he asks, sounding very concerned, "Come on, don't worry about this mess, I'll clean this up, let's get you back to your..."

"Sir!" Penny says, shaking a bit, "Your um..." she points to his cock, its tip shimmering with precum and throbbing for attention, "Sir, your... zipper..."

"Oh... oh my. I'm... I'm so sorry!" Chief says, turning away, embarrassed, "I wasn't trying to... I... It wasn't meant for..."

"No, Sir, I understand. It's July, after all," Penny says, nervously giggling.

"You know about the breeding season?"

"Of course I do. Well, I've heard Secret mentioning it, something about staying out of your way today. I guess you can be a bit aggressive," Penny blushes, "when... you aren't satisfied."

"I don't feel aggressive... perhaps Secret is just a bit undereducated," Chief suggests, trying to zip his cock back into his slacks, but the large shaft just won't fit.

"No, in fact, I think you're rather sweet," Penny smiles, trying to keep her eyes away from the impressive tool, "I've never met anyone kinder."

"That's such a sweet sentiment, Penny, truly!" Chief says, rather proudly, "but... perhaps, I could have a moment alone, while I... figure things out?"

Penny stands up, dusting off her teal dress, nodding, "Of course, Sir... um... though..."

"Yes, Penny?"

"Well... I'm your assistant, after all," Penny says, turning to face Chief, "And... well... maybe I can... assist you?" Chief slowly turns to look at Penny, his eyes a bit widened. "I-I mean... only if you want, Sir!" she says nervously.

Chief stops moving, remaining perfectly still, shocked by Penny's offer. Does she mean... she's going to soothe my arousal? That look on her face, her fidgeting, she's... turned on? By George... she's aroused! He clears his throat, sweating nervously as he attempts to speak, his throat suddenly dry.

"Chief? Um... p-perhaps that was a bit too personal a question. I'll just clean this up, I'm so sorry," Penny says, blushing worse, embarrassed and feeling foolish. She gets to her knees and reaches out for stray papers, gathering them close and attempting to clean the mess.

Chief remains still, his eyes immediately darting to Penny's tail. The large, fluffy, boa of a tail looks so soft, Chief's only thought is to touch it. His eyes drift further down, following the tail to Penny's ass, admiring her cute, sheer, white panties that act as a centimeter-thick barrier between her soft, cute, little ass and himself. As Penny reaches out further for papers that are farther away, Chief's heart flutters as he catches a glimpse of Penny's small-looking entrance. Though the sheer panties, he can make out her mons as she begins to stand up, holding a much smaller bundle of papers.

Penny taps the papers on Chief's desk to align them, looking over to the frustrated buffalo, "There we go... here's some of it, now I just... Chief?" Penny asks, noticing Chief's face went from concern to absolute restraint. "Chief... a-are you okay?"

"Yes! I'm just... I need to sit down," Chief says, slowly making his way to his chair. As he sits, his cock presses against his slacks again, poking its way through under his desk. "This is killing me," he mutters.

"Sir... I'll be more than happy to help," Penny blushes, "I mean... i-if you want. I've never... mated before."

"Never once, Penny? Surely someone as pretty as you must have had someone by now. Why, perhaps even Secret." Chief says, still struggling to close his zipper.

Penny's cheeks turn bright red, "Well, he... he is really cute. B-but enough about him! I'm your assistant, aren't I?"

"Yes, yes of course, but I couldn't ask you to do something so unethical in the workplace, Penny."

Penny starts to come around to the back of Chief's desk, standing before him, looking down at his impressive tool. Her voice seems to change, sounding a bit lower and sultrier, "I really don't mind... you don't even have to pay me overtime." Penny smiles, slowly getting down to her knees and resting her little paws on Chief's lap. "Leave it to me, Chief. I'll help you feel better."

Chief sits back in his chair, watching with wide-eyes as Penny gently moves her hands from Chief's lap to his groin, feeling his hot, fleshy rod in her hands. His flesh feels like a hard pole, tightly wrapped in thick, warm leather, and as she slowly moves her hands up and down the shaft, the foreskin moves with ease. Penny strokes a bit harder, blushing as she looks down at the tip of Chief's cock, the fat, meaty shaft looking more and more satisfying to her. As she strokes, she begins to breathe a bit harder, her thighs pressing together as she feels herself getting wet.

"Penny... my God..." Chief groans, his pipe falling out of his mouth, onto his blazer, then onto his desk. "Penny... your hands...are... so soft."

"Thank you, Chief," Penny blushes, "but... how does my tongue feel?" Penny's ears flop down shyly as she drops her tail to the ground. Closing her eyes, she drags her small, pink, warm, wet tongue slowly up the buffalo's cock, tasting his heat and slightly salty flavor. "You taste so... good."

"Your tongue is so soft... s-so warm," Chief moans, resting his head against the back of his chair. He groans softly as his cock is teased lovingly by his young assistant, her soft tongue massaging his rod in gentle, slow strokes. The waves of pleasure crash over him, forcing him to release more cooing moans. It seems that with each deep breath, the urge to cum creeps closer and closer. "Penny, put it in your mouth," Chief groans softly, gripping the arms of his chair.

Penny licks to the tip of Chief's cock, slowly slipping it into her mouth. Being a squirrel, it's lucky that she can open her mouth so wide, allowing the large cock to glide with ease across her tongue and toward the back of her throat. She slowly begins to bob her head up and down, sucking firmly on the large member, feeling her stomach tingle and her tail twitch. Soon, she feels her right hand starting to lower, making its way under her dress.

While sucking on Chief's cock, she can't help but begin to feel up her own slit outside her panties. The sheer, silky fabric is soaked as she presses inward, pressing her panties against her throbbing clit. Her juices are warm and a bit slippery on her fingertips, but she can't stop. The flavor of Chief's cock in her mouth along with feeling the protruding veins against her tongue makes it harder for her to even want to stop. Quivering, she rubs herself harder, sucking faster as Chief moans, leaning up a bit, looking to Penny.

"Are you..." Chief gasps, breathing heavier as he notices Penny touching herself, "You're... touching yourself..." he moans, his cock tingling as he feels a pressure in his balls that pulsates pleasure all the way to his tip, forcing out a thick bead of precum, "Don't... don't stop. It's... kind of hot. Really hot."

Penny blushes deeply, massaging her clit through her panties a bit harder, her finger becoming soaked in her warm juices. She sucks faster and a bit harder on Chief's cock, listening to his deep, lusty moans. Her head bobs faster, tasting his precum on the back of her throat as she sucks deeper and harder. Soon, a big, warm wave of pleasure crashes over her and she moans loudly over Chief's cock.

"Mmmmgh! Hm-mmgh!" she moans, her mouth full of cock while her fingers slowly come to a halt over her pulsating, satisfied clit.

"Oogh... Penny..." Chief groans, placing his hooves on the back of Penny's head, helping her bob faster, touching his tip to the back of her throat, feeling his stomach tightening, "I'm cumming-ng-ng!" he groans, spraying his hot seed into Penny's throat, feeling her throat tense and contract around his member. He grins as he feels her throat pulsating, indicating that she's swallowing.

Penny swallows the mouthful, her eyes widening at the flavor. The texture, the scent, the flavor, and the warmth of Chief's cum coating her tongue make her feel as though she could easily become addicted. Penny brings herself away from Chief's cock, licking the final drop of cum off his tip before slowly standing.

"My goodness... Penny," Chief says, panting, adjusting his posture, "I must say, I'm impressed with your... w-what..." Chief blinks, watching as Penny lifts her dress over her head, tossing it to the floor. Her panties, soaked with her juices, fall to her ankles and she steps out of them, mounting over Chief's lap, her pussy firmly pressed against Chief's still-hard erection.

"I just... you taste so good, and I feel so... so hot..." Penny groans, lifting herself over Chief's cock, allowing the tip to press against her entrance, slowly stretching her open. "Aagh... it... hurts...."

"Hurts? Wait... you're a virgin?! Ms. Penny...I... mmgh... th-there's no... n-no need..." Chief can't help but fall victim to pleasure once more, feeling the squirrel's tiny, tight pussy swallow his cock. Inch by inch, his cock dampens with Penny's juices, slowly becoming buried inside her.

"It's my first time... b-but... I... want this!" Penny groans, gently lowering herself further, feeling her body fill with the thick, hot shaft. Moaning in a painful sort of pleasure, Penny pants as the pressure in her stomach intensifies. Soon, she feels her pussy starting to throb. Chief's lost his sense of patience.

Chief's hooves grip tightly onto Penny's hips, guiding her up and down on his cock a bit faster, making her squirm and moan, wincing in a bit of pain. He can feel a warm trickle dripping down his shaft, which he can only assume is Penny's virgin blood. He moans, catching the scent, forcing Penny to rise and fall a bit harder, her eyes watering from such intense pleasure and movement.

"God... it's... so big! It... it's... starting to feel... s-so good!" Penny moans, gasping as she feels her pussy stretching inside to accommodate Chief's generous size, "Yes! God, yes... f-fuck... me!"

Chief's eyes widen at Penny's fowl language, "My God... mmmgh! H-huugh!" he groans, thrusting upward into her small frame, feeling her hot pussy juices running down his shaft. He can't quite fit his entire length inside her, but she doesn't seem to mind at all. Chief reaches around Penny and yanks at her tail, making her yelp a little, hearing her moan with lust as he releases his grip. "Mmgh... you like being tugged on, don't you?" he grins, thrusting harder as he tugs her tail again.

"Aaaghn! Y-yes, Sir!" Penny groans, panting as she begins to move her hips, riding him a bit faster, "God... I'm... feeling so funny! S-so hot... so good!"

"I want you to cum all over my cock," Chief grunts, snorting loudly as he stands up from his chair, gripping Penny hard and thrusting up into her, "I want your scent on my shaft! Cum like a good little assistant, Penny!"

"Ch-Chief! I'm... a-agh!" Penny clings tightly onto Chief's blazer as she's stuffed over and over again by the buffalo's tool, hearing him ready to bray. Chief thrusts rather harshly, slamming into Penny's cervix. "I'm gonna...aa-aagh! Aagh-haa-aa-aagh!" Penny feels her insides throbbing as her juices rush from beneath her, drenching Chief's cock in her thick, slippery fluids. She can feel Chief's cum coating the inside of her pussy, dripping out of her as Chief slowly makes his way backward to his chair, his knees shaking and heart racing.

"By George," Chief pants, shaking as he reaches for his pipe on his desk, "That... that was... incredible!"

Penny remains seated on Chief's cock, looking at him shyly, blushing hard and looking away, "It... does sex always feel like this?"

"You didn't like it?"

"No! I... it was... amazing!" Penny says, her tail swishing, "It's just... it was my first time."

"Well..." Chief smiles, biting on the mouthpiece of his pipe, "Since you don't want to be paid overtime for this little favor... why don't we make this your... seasonal bonus?"

"Chief... you're teasing me!" Penny giggles.

"I am, Ms. Penny, though, I must say, you are quite incredible. What do you say? Every now and then, you come in here and we... discuss some affairs?"

Penny smirks, "Oh... how can I say no to you, Chief? I'll always be happy to assist you."