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There comes a time in everybody's life when you take a step back to take a good look at yourself, and see where you are now, what you have become from the person you used to be and what you have done to get to where you are right now. You have fought, struggled, weathered storms and adversities. Overcome obstacles and prove yourself worthy and accomplished so much. You truly feel that you have earned your place from your blood, sweat, and tears.

This feeling, so introspective and meaningful... was the last thing on Jake Silverman's mind right now. The five foot short arctic fox paced back and forth in his office, twisting his hands together and mumbling under his breath.

If someone was ever born under a lucky star, nearly everyone at Greenworks would tell you that Jake is the one and only one ever born under the brightest and luckiest star.

Due to a long string of unforeseen circumstances and coincidences which all revolved around the fox, all of them had led up to him being promoted to an executive position at Greenworks International. Everything that happened to Jake had somehow brought him up from a simple internship to landing this executive promotion in a few short years with the corporation.

One time he mistakenly added salt instead of sugar to a cup of coffee meant for an important business partner who was there to sign a contract with the CEO of Greenworks. When the man drank the coffee he went into an immediate rant about what excellent coffee it was, and that such a charming young fox shouldn't be wasted on brewing coffee. After that he was given a desk job a bit further up the corporate ladder.

Shortly after that he got stuck in an elevator for an hour with an important board member without realising who it was and struck up a casual conversation with her throughout the entire time they were stuck. By the time they were freed the board member commended Jake on his conversational skills and suggested him for a position in the sales department.

This chain of events carried on until Jake landed as an executive of the international sales division at Greenworks, much to his own surprise as anybody else's. Jake never expected he'd last longer than an internship at Greenworks, which was the very beating heart of Crestworth, the city in which it was located, let alone getting hired for a proper position.

And here he was, with an office of his own at the very top of the skyscraper, a spanking new work desk out of mahogany, soft leather chair, and a little golden plaque with his name on it placed upon the desk. Jake Silverman. He even had a little bar for alcoholic drinks when entertaining guests, with a sitting area with comfortable looking couches and an armchair. With a few plants here and there for decoration.

Strangely enough Jake never considered himself to be very lucky, and he barely knew what he was doing or what he had done to earn the opportunity to be where he is. Bewildered and a little anxious, the white furred fox had always just done his work, writing reports just as anybody else, filed his paperwork, stamped his timecard, and washed his socks.

He had a brief recollection of shaking hands with the CEO of Greenworks International at one point, but his memory was mostly a blur as to how he got here. He remembers a very soft hand, and a pair of gentle green eyes as he shook hands with the stag.

All of his thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door and Jake had to physically stop himself from pacing the room. Looking over at the wall mirror behind the bar he saw his reflection looking back at him. A short white furred fox stared back at him, bright blue eyes looking up and down his black work suit fitted perfectly around his slim body. His long fox tail swishing still nervously behind him, and he concentrated on keeping it still. The soft fur on his rather short muzzle was fluffy and it gave him a very youthful appearance, and the fact that he was barely around 5tf tall didn't help in the slightest when it came down to being serious. Yet somehow this innocent looking fox had made his way to the top of the corporate ladder, answering only to the committee board and the CEO himself.

There was a second knock and he jumped, throwing a quick glance at his reflection again to straighten his light blue tie before answering.

"Come in." He said, putting on his best brave face and trying to sound confident, as if he truly belonged inside this office. The door opened and the bespectacled face of an austere looking lioness poked her head inside. She had her golden hair in a tight bun with only a few sparse grey here and there looking like silver, and perched on the bridge of her nose was a pair of very fitting cat eye framed glasses.

"Mr. Silverman." She said in a crisp, no-nonsense voice. "I have finished the pre-interviews with our candidates and if you are ready to see them I will begin to send them in one by one." Her stern hazel eyes made a cold sweat break out at the back of his neck making it feel as if he had been caught in wrongdoings.

"A-Ah, yes. Very well. I'm ready as I'll ever be... so.. uh... send them in?" Jake winced slightly as she narrowed her eyes at him, feeling a nervous cold sweat all over his body now. Why did she make it feel as if it was he who was getting interviewed, and not the other way around?

"Right away Mr. Silverman." She said briskly and closed the door again. Jake hurried over to his desk and had barely sat down before there was another knock on the door.

Extremely anxious at first, Jake soon settled into his newfound position as he interviewed candidate after candidate. It wasn't the first time he'd conducted interviews, but it was the first time he was doing it by himself, and the decision on who to hire alone rested with him. After all, the candidates were all applying for the position as his assistant.

So far things have been rolling on fine, in his opinion. The candidate would enter his office, shake hands with him, sit down in the armchair in front of Jake's desk and they would speak a little, he asked them some questions and they answered. Then they stood up, shook hands and then they left. Afterwards the next candidate would enter, and so on and so on.

Jake couldn't help but notice a few of them seemed surprised at first when they saw him, and some of them threw a glance over their shoulder at the door and then at his name plaque before they sat down. He was sure they doubted whether a boyish fox like him could truly be the big boss they'd be working for. It's not like he could blame them entirely, his entire life he's had to struggle with being taken seriously. But this was a work environment, a very real and serious corporation, and thus they had no reason to not take him seriously when he was the one sitting behind the desk.

After nine consecutive interviews Jake's steam had just about run out, but if he recalled correctly there was one more interview to take before he was going to have to make a decision. So far only one or two of the candidates had stood out a little bit out of the woodwork, but Jake didn't really feel that any of them were truly suitable. He might have a lot of faults of his own but he was good at feeling people out, and so far he'd only gotten lukewarm feelings about these people applying. Like they only cared about getting a job, and not caring what that job is. He felt for those who were in dire need of a job for a stable income, but he needed someone who could take their job seriously, and care just a little bit further than their paycheck would. And also be someone he could get along with.

Jake inhaled a deep breath, and let out a long drawn out sigh. Shifting in his seat, he readied himself for the last interviewee. He had only had a short break between interviews and he was running out of fuel. But as the knocking was heard for the tenth time in a row, he straightened up, squared his shoulders and called out.

"Enter."

The door opened once more and in came a Doberman, and the first thing Jake noticed was that he was very handsome, tall and strapping. He walked with a confident stride and kept unfaltering eye contact with Jake as he approached the desk. The finely tailored suit fit him perfectly and hugged his form in such a way that it was easy to tell that he worked out, and as he came closer Jake would wager that he was at least seven foot tall, if not more. The fur covering the bridge of his nose and his brow was ebony black and leaving a trail disappearing inside the collar of his suit, but the fur on his jaw and down his neck was dark brown. When the Doberman came up to his desk and Jake stood up to shake his hand he could see the sleek fur on his hands were also black. For some reason the first idea that popped into his head was that he wanted to see this canine out of his suit to fully see his fur pattern, the second thing he noticed was the Doberman' hands were huge compared to his own snow white paws, yet his grip was perfectly firm and measured when he shook hands which was quite a feat seeing just how much larger he was in every sense.

"Greetings Mr. Silverman, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Victor Sorensen." Victor smiled genuinely as he introduced himself and shook hands with Jake.

"Pleasure is all mine Mr. Sorensen, please have a seat." Jake returned the smile and they broke off from the handshake and sat down. For a brief moment they just looked at each other with Jake putting his fingertips together as he observed the Doberman sitting in front of him, the silence dragging on for just long enough before it would turn awkward. Jake's trained eyes could see the large canine twitch ever so slightly in his seat before he spoke up.

"So tell me a little about yourself. What made you apply for this position at this company?" Jake sat straight in his chair with a slight lean forward to show that he was both formal yet open, using his body language to relax Victor. It appeared to work as he could see the Doberman' shoulders droop a centimeter or so, the tension the canine had been holding eased up.

"Well, I have always admired all the good work you do here at Greenworks International. Renewable and sustainable energy and technology development is the new frontier and Greenworks is at the spearhead of the workforce that's really bringing a change not just to Crestsworth, but the whole country and even overseas. I'd love to be a part of it and the positive impact this company has upon the community. Being your assistant would allow me to really make a difference, and I'm not afraid to roll up my sleeves so to say. Any work that you would have me do I will follow through with utmost loyalty and effort." Victor spoke a bit stiffly at the start but the longer he talked the more of his natural charm came out and soon the canine too was leaning forward in his seat and smiling broadly at Jake.

He didn't say it but Jake was impressed with his answer. The Doberman appeared seriously interested in the business and showed a genuine desire to be included.

"Have you ever worked in a similar position before? As an assistant or secretary?" Jake asked.

"I was an accountant at Dragon's Hoard Bank for a few years so I'm good with numbers and such, I was mostly made to fetch the coffee though. So I've had some practice at doing what I'm told but no, I've never strictly worked in the secretarial section before." One of the Dobermans' cropped ears drooped slightly and he glanced away briefly, looking sad as he did so before he looked back at Jake and his face lit up in a warm smile. "I hope that doesn't hinder my chance at getting hired, sir. I'm very eager to learn and willing to show what I can do, working under you."

Jake perked an eyebrow. A guy like this stuck behind a desk and fetching the coffee? What a waste. Jake thought, his eyes going up and down the Doberman as he put his finger to his chin, allowing his eyes to drift over to the nearby bar. An idea popped into his mind and he leaned back in his chair with a slight smirk on his lips.

"How about a test?" Jake said, still smirking.

"Test?" Victor tilted his head slightly to the side, clearly confused. It was a very endearing display of a puppy curious about a squeaky ball.

"If you're going to work for me you'll be given a wide variety of tasks, one of those include helping to entertain potential business partners and investors" Jake gestured towards the bar on his left. "Can you make me a manhattan?"

At this Victor seemed even more confused than before, looking between the bar and Jake. He hesitated only briefly before he rose up and walked over to the bar. As the Doberman busied himself with opening cupboards and familiarizing himself with the bar and finding where everything was located, Jake turned his chair slightly to observe the canine. His eyes immediately fell upon Victor's rump, and what a very fine piece of ass it was too. The suit pants curved perfectly around what was unmistakingly a well taken care of bubble butt, both buttocks protruding slightly but it was easy to see it was built up with a rigorous workout of squats. The most adorable stub of a tail that Victor had, a typical docked tail which wasn't uncommon among Doberman, wagged frantically, in turn making Victor's whole rear waggle as the short tail stump could only convey so much of its own.

Jake quickly looked away as Victor turned around to appear as if he hadn't been staring intently at the Doberman' ass this whole time, pretending to look something up on his computer screen and only looked back as Victor placed the glass on his desk.

"Here you are sir, one manhattan as requested." Victor said confidently, sitting back down in the chair opposite of Jake and watched him raise the glass and look at it inquisitively.

Jake swirled the honey coloured liquid around the glass once before bringing it to his lips and taking a moderate sip. He let the drink swill over his tongue and he contemplated its rich body, tasting its faint bitterness before he swallowed and gave a little nod of approval. He was pleased to see Victor had even adorned it with a cocktail cherry.

"Very good." Jake leaned forward and clasped his hands on top of the desk, smiling at Victor who returned the smile, still appearing to be confident in Jake's eyes. Whether or not he actually was confident, it was good to keep up pretense as if he was confident when in a formal setting.

"You've caught my interest, Mr. Sorensen." Jake stood up and walked around his desk until he stood in front of it and leaned back against it. He wasn't tall enough to sit on the edge of the desk, instead Jake felt it bump against his lower back.

This put the white furred fox fully in the Doberman view, and Victor's eyes immediately were drawn to a rather significant bulge at Jake's crotch. Jake hadn't realised he had been more stimulated by the sight of the Doberman rump than he initially thought, and was sporting half an erection in his tight suit pants. It was obvious that Victor noticed, as his eyes stared intently at the fox's crotch for a solid ten seconds. Yet neither of them acted upon this fact for a solid ten seconds after they noticed the arctic's fox problem.

Jake's initial thought had been to return to his desk and sit down to cover up his shame, but something held him back. Maybe it was the fact that the handsome dog in front of him was staring at his bugle with such fascination that a tiny part at the back of his mind didn't want to rob this dog of his treat. Victor didn't seem disturbed or disgusted, but maybe the sight had shocked him just as much as it shocked Jake and thus left his mind just as blank as Jake's.

Ten more seconds passed before the one to move to break the stillness first was Victor. He looked up at Jake, smiled, blushed, and quickly looked away, before glancing back at the bulge, up at Jake again, and then folded his ears back against his head.

Curious at the canine's reaction, Jake would, innocently he hoped, reach towards his bulge and adjust his growing length inside his pants by tugging on it slightly. He got a reaction instantly as the Doberman' eyes snapped right back at the bulge and a faint thumping sound could be heard. A sound which Jake immediately associated with the dog's tail nub wagging behind him against the chair. An idea popped into his head. A bold idea. A very naughty idea...

"Like I said, you've caught my interest Mr. Sorensen. And I... have a proposal which might interest you. Mind, regardless of whether or not you accept the proposal I'm still very inclined on hiring you." He paused, watching the dog for a reaction. Victor seemed to realise what he'd been doing and once again looked abashed with his ears folded back.

When Victor didn't say anything, Jake took it as a go-ahead to give his proposal.

"I will hire you as my assistant, that's a given. But here is my proposal. Alongside your duties as my assistant, there will also be... ah... let's say some more intimate benefits." He let the words sink in, and watched as the dawning comprehension slowly fell upon Victor's face.

"You... you mean...?" Victor pointed at Jake's bulge, almost timidly so. Jake had to admit that he felt much larger than he was when the big dog acted small and submissive towards him. And what's more, Victor didn't look offended or repulsed by the proposal.

"Well you don't have to do anything that you don't want to do, but yes, in general it would involve things like this." Jake gestured towards his bulge and gave it a little squeeze, making the Doberman whimper slightly as he did so.

"I-... I don't know. Would it really be okay to... to do that s-stuff...?" Victor shifted in his seat, but wasn't shying away. Not even as Jake leaned forward and put a curled finger under his chin to make his eyes meet his.

"I may not look like it, but I'm the boss of this department and what I say goes. Besides, whatever I do with you will be behind closed doors..." Jake grinned. "For now." He could hardly contain a chuckle as the big dog lurched forward when he removed his finger from under his chin. He leaned back against the desk and watched Victor straighten up in his seat and glance back at him before turning his eyes back to the floor to avoid looking right at him. It was very amusing to see just how all that confidence from before seemed to have just vanished and the big hunk before him had turned into nothing more than an eager puppy.

"...Alright." Victor said after a minute's silence. "I'll do it! Just... uh... tell me exactly what you would do with me...?" Victor asked, sounding hopeful. "Sir." He added, and a small smile crept back on his face.

"Mhh, I'll tell you later. For now, consider yourself hired Mr. Sorensen." Jake struck out his hand, at which Victor blinked a few times before his face broke out in a huge grin and he clasped his hand and shook it with vigor.

"T-Thank you so much, sir! I promise I'll work hard for you!" Victor seemed almost too eager as he got up from his seat at the same time as Jake pushed off the desk.

"I'm sure you will, Victor. I'll go and tell Linda to send the other applicants home and thank them for their time, then I'll go over a bit more of what work you'll be doing for me, get your work ID and your account up and running, all that stuff." As he walked past the huge Doberman he gently put his paw on Victor's tail nub and gave it a quick squeeze, making the big dog shudder and gasp in response.

Having properly thanked the other job applicants for their time and informed of the result of the interviews, and having thanked Linda for her time as well, Jake retreated back into his office to fetch Victor.

It was a bit of a peculiar sight, Jake admitted, having such a towering doberman following so closely behind him as he led him through the sitting area outside his office, where there was also an empty desk situated close to his door.

"That'll be your desk whenever we're in the office. I'll show it to you properly after we get you set up." Jake pointed to the desk and looked up and over his shoulder to see Victor giving a nod of understanding.

They approached the elevator, with Jake pushing the down button to summon the elevator.

"Getting around can be a bit confusing at first. There's a lot of floors and many people working here in different departments. But you'll get the hang of it quick enough." Jake pointed to the floor guide next to the elevator.

"Easy enough to remember that we're on the top floor, and it's pretty much only my office up here. IT is floor 4 if your computer starts acting up, and we'll be going to the second floor to get you an ID card and set up your account to give you access to all the necessary credentials. Door passes, authorisation, access to certain features and privileges. You get my point." He smiled up at the doberman when the elevator finally arrived and the doors slid open. They got on and stood side by side as Jake pushed the number 2 button.

"Privileges?" Victor asked as they zoomed down at a rapid pace.

"Mhm." Jake nodded. "Like access to your own parking spot, the express elevator, and the executive break room." He paused, fidgeting slightly despite his best efforts to keep up his confident facade. "And uhm... compliments."

Victor blinked down at him, but didn't get a chance to reply as the elevator slowed down and came to a halt. The doors opened to let in a male jaguar, roughly the same size as Victor. His body was also bulging with muscles and his shoulders were broad. The jaguar's face was buried in an open file, and he didn't seem to notice the other two in the elevator as he stepped inside.

"Hey Hector, keeping busy I see." Jake asked, watching the jaguar pull his face away from his file, look around the elevator, and finding Victor standing in front of him. He stared at the doberman for a solid moment as if he thought it was him who had spoken. Victor's eyes darted down at Jake and then back at the jaguar, grinning slightly. Hector followed the doberman's pointed glances, looking down and finally noticed Jake.

"Oh, hello Jake. You could more accurately say that it is other people that are keeping me busy." Hector pushed the number 3 button. Before he turned to face Jake again, the fox noticed that the long jaguar tail that jutted out from above Hector's buns of steel flicked ever so subtle from side to side in annoyance.

"Some klutz botched up the reports from R&D so now we have all kinds of inventory going to the wrong departments and of course Louie fumbled the logistics papers so the board tasked me with scavenging our lost prototypes to try and fix everything." Hector sighed, pinching the bridge of his muzzle.

Jake wanted to inquire further but just then the elevator came to a stop on floor 3.

"You've got my sympathy Hector. If I can be of any assistance, send me the reports I could help with. I'm just going to have my new assistant set up first." Jake held up a paw to direct the Jaguar's attention to the doberman beside him. "Hector, this is Victor Sorensen. My new assistant! And Victor." He indicated his paw up at the jaguar. "This is the head of marketing research, Hector Rowley."

"Pleasure to meet you, Victor. And congratulations on landing the assistant job." Hector smiled rather dashingly and held out his paw for Victor to shake.

"Thanks, Mr. Rowley. It's a pleasure to meet you as well!" Victor said with enthusiasm, clasping Hector's hand firmly and shaking it.

This made the big jaguar hunk guffaw loudly, giving Victor a hearty slap on the shoulder. "Hah! I like this boy. Polite, strong and handsome. If Jake ever fires you, you can come work for me!" Hector turned to leave, but not before giving an obvious wink at Jake, then stepping off the elevator.

"I'll send you a file later once you finish breaking in the new guy!" Hector called over his shoulder right as the elevator doors closed. Leaving Jake and Victor in a slightly awkward silence.

Their eyes met and Jake shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, but all the same smirking slightly as he gave a reassuring pat on the side of Victor's leg.

"Let's get you set up, yeah?" He asked as the elevator finally opened up on the second floor.

"Uh, right!" Victor hurried out after Jake, following closely as the fox approached the round desk in the middle of the lobby where a lone chinchilla woman tapping away at the keyboard in front of her while staring at the monitor. Her thick fur coat gave her the appearance of being slightly chubby, and she had a pair of very large, round glasses perched on her tiny nose. Her round ears perked up when she heard them approach and tore her eyes away from the monitor, a big smile breaking over her stiff face when she saw who it was.

"Jake! So good to see you!" Her eyes drifted from the tiny arctic fox and traveled upwards to gaze up into Victor's face. "And this handsome gentleman must be..."

"Victor, my new-..." Jake started but the chinchilla cut him off.

"Assistant!" Her long fluffy tail whipped behind her, still smiling broadly as she opened a drawer and grabbed a few papers and put them on her desk. "Linda sent me a heads up that you made a choice out of the candidates today, so she had me prepare his papers." She pushed them forward with a kind smile up at Victor.

"Ah, well thanks Sherry." Jake stood aside and gestured towards the desk. "All yours."

Victor took a step forward and bent forward, which was quite a feat as Sherry's desk was barely to his knees.

"This here is your contract, and here's a copy of it. I'm pretty sure I've put in all the right information, but please read through it and double check that everything is in order." She pointed to certain areas of the contract with a pen.

Victor obeyed and picked up one of the contracts, carefully scanning it, flipping a page and reading the paper behind it. Jake rather enjoyed the show of watching the towering doberman focus hard on his paper, looking like a real professional. Aside from the fact that his short tail nub kept wagging subtly.

He so badly wanted to snap a picture of it, but resorted to clasping his hands behind his back to prevent himself from doing anything inappropriate in front of a crowd.

"Mwuff?" Victor's cropped ears swiveled forward. "Is this really correct?" He held the contract up to Sherry and pointed to something towards the end of it.

Sherry adjusted her glasses and leaned forward. "Oh yes, there's no issue there."

"But it's way more than it said-..." Victor's ears drooped, but Sherry only smiled and pushed the contract back.

"The CEO himself had his fingers in the cookie jar when it came to writing this contract, if you'd like to call it that. So if you really have an issue with this number you're going to have to take it up with him." Sherry smiled innocently as Victor pulled the contract up to his nose again, and this time, his whole butt was wagging up a storm. The short tail nub was incapable of conveying all the emotions the doberman was feeling, turning it into a proper waggle with his bubble butt.

"W-Well I guess it's okay...'' Victor fell silent for a moment before he put the contract back down on the desk. "Everything else seems to be in order."

"Wonderful! Then just sign here on both copies." Sherry pointed to a spot on the paper and held out her pen for Victor. He took it and flicked the pen across the area indicated on the contracts, signing it with practiced ease and handing the pen back to Sherry.

"Great! I'll take this one, and you'll get this one. And here are some additional papers for you to take home." She rifled through the papers on her desk and put a stack next to Victor's contract.

"Hang on sweetie, I'll get you a folder so you don't lose anything." As Sherry turned around and got up from her chair, the elevator behind them opened. Jake turned his attention from admiring Victor's waggling rear to see who the newcomer was.

A red panda strolled leisurely inside, his striped tail held high and swaying slowly as he hummed a tune. He wasn't much taller than Jake was, and aside from a slightly pudgy stomach he had a slim body. His black eyes trailed lazily around the room before he saw Jake watching him and drifted over in his direction.

"Heey Jake. So this is where you were." His speech was a bit drawn out, bouncing on his heels as he stopped in front of Jake.

"Here I am. In all that I am. What brings you out of hiding, Jay?" Jake matched the red panda's energy, adopting a relaxed stance as he knew Jay to get to the point faster if he didn't have to pretend to be formal, rather than his usual relaxed state of being himself.

"Chief wanted me to... give you this?" Seemingly from nowhere Jay produced a mobile phone and a pass card. Handing it over, Jake saw Victor's face on the pass.

"Ah, I see you already fixed Victor's ID card." He flipped it over a few times, nodding in approval. "Thanks Jay. My next stop would've been your hidey hole but I guess you found me first." When he looked back at Jay he noticed that he didn't have the red panda's attention anymore, as it had drifted over to the doberman at the desk.

Victor didn't seem to notice the conversation taking place behind him as he was finishing up putting his papers inside a folder Sherry had handed him. As though he could feel Jay staring at him, he turned around and cocked his head to the side, throwing a quizzical look between Jay and Jake.

"Jay, this is my new assistant, Victor." Jake spoke up to get the ball rolling. "And Victor, this is Jay. He works in IT." Jake kept the introduction short, and instead turned the doberman's attention to the phone and card in his hands. "He brought me your ID card and your work phone."

"Oh, uh. Hello, and thanks for that, uh, Jay." Victor looked unsure how to address the red panda, glancing at Jake for guidance. But Jake simply shrugged his shoulders again while Jay slowly broke into a dazed smile.

"Right on." He said, holding up his hand lazily and gave Victor a victory sign before he turned and strolled back to the elevator.

"Is he okay...?" Victor bent down slightly to whisper to Jake, still keeping his eyes on the red panda gliding through the lobby.

Jake couldn't help but give a short laugh. "Yeah, he's fine. He is a bit of a card though. And between you and me." He stood up on his tiptoes to whisper back to Victor. "I think one of his parents was a sloth." He grinned when Victor gave a snort, and he pushed his finger to his lips and gave him a wink.

"So, here is your ID card and this is your work phone." Jake handed over the card and the phone, giving Victor a bright smile as he did so.

"You're free to go now, unless you don't have any plans to be anywhere. If that's the case I could go over some things in my office about the things you'll be doing. If not then we'll talk about it when you come in tomorrow morning." Jake could feel his tail twitching as he did his best to keep it under control. He could see the doberman sway his hips slightly as he too evidently was wagging his tail nub.

"I don't have any plans! I only had this planned today and whether or not I got this I was going to-..." Victor blurted out excitedly, but seemed to realise what he was going to say next wasn't something he'd planned on saying in the first place. He gave a small cough and cleared his throat, ears drooping slightly. "I was just going to have a drink to celebrate, but I can just have that tonight." Victor mumbled and shuffled his feet.

"Heh, I get you Victor. It always helps alleviate the stress of a work interview with a good drink regardless if you get the job or not. Tell you what. If all you had planned was to have a celebratory drink, you can have one in my office, and it would give us the chance to talk some more." Jake grinned when he saw the big dog light up immediately at the offer, and his hips began shaking wildly.

"Are you serious?" Victor asked with a big grin of his own when Jake nodded. "Fuck yeah I'll take you up on that." As he said it, his eyes went wide and he began to stutter. "I-I... w-what... that wasn't..."

But Jake was already laughing, and even Sherry, who was once again engrossed in her own work, giggled.

"Come on you, let's talk more in my office." Still chortling slightly, Jake put his hand up to give a light push on Victor's lower back, directing the big dog back to the elevator.

Victor gave off a low whine but allowed himself to be steered away. Neither of them spoke until they were on the elevator again.

"I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to swear like that, it just kind of... slipped out." Victor's ears drooped once again, and he looked really ashamed of what he did.

"Don't worry about it Victor. It was just a slip of the tongue right? And anyway. I would prefer it if we could drop the formal talk when it's just the two of us. Relax a bit more. I would ask you to just call me Jake, but I'll admit..." Jake paused for a moment as the elevator slowed down near the top. "I really like hearing you calling me 'sir'."

It was hard to tell with Victor's dark fur, but judging by the grin Jake would wager that the doberman was blushing. They walked back to Jake's office, where Jake had the dobie sit on the sofa while he made them both a cocktail drink despite Victor's protests that he should be the one to make them.

"Oh shush. You'll have plenty of opportunities to make drinks for me. Let me be the one to make you one in celebration of what I'm hoping will be a long and prosperous partnership." He returned to where Victor sat and put down a pink cocktail with a slice of lime on the side of the glass.

"Cheers Victor." Jake raised his glass to the doberman, who quickly followed suit and grabbed his glass and raised it.

"Cheers, and... thanks." Victor brought the drink to his lips just as Jake then, and right when he was about to take a sip he added. "Sir."

Now it was Jake's time to blush intently, throwing a lopsided grin at Victor. Together they drained their glasses, sinking into a comfortable silence for a moment. With Jake watching Victor contemplate his empty glass before he turned to face him.

"So... intimate benefits huh?" Victor leaned his elbow up on the arm of the couch and propped his head up, watching Jake with a perked eyebrow.

Jake put his glass down on the table and walked around it to stand in front of Victor. With him standing up and the doberman sitting down on the couch their eyes would be at the right height for them to look each other in the eye.

"When I said I was intrigued by you I wasn't lying. In fact, I find you very attractive." Jake put a hand on Victor's knee, and felt relieved when the doberman didn't pull away from his touch. "So I figured I'd be bold and put this offer right out there. Of course, it doesn't have to be anything big, but I don't think I would be able to keep my hands off a big, sexy puppy such as yourself." He let his paw travel up Victor's meaty thigh and he took another step forward, standing between Victor's spread legs.

"Rrff... Puppy am I?" Victor had a happy grin on his face as Jake's hand came up to just above his belt and gave him a scratch through his shirt. He sat upright on the sofa so that his head was slightly above Jake's, and he gazed down at him with a twinkle in his dark brown eyes.

"Mhhm. A big, soft, hardworking puppy who's deserving of some pets." With one paw slipping inside Victor's shirt to scratch at his lower abdomen, Jake raised the other to reach for the doberman's right ear, fondling it lightly and scratching behind it. With how close he had to stand to reach that far, his and Victor's groins were pressing up against the other and it became abundantly clear for Jake that the doberman was just as turned on as he was.

"Do you think you'd want to work under these circumstances? I wouldn't do anything you don't approve of and if I step out of line make sure you stop me, okay?" Jake removed his paw from Victor's ear and put it on his chest, looking him right in the eye as he spoke. "And I would only ever do this when it's just the two of us in private like this."

Jake looked apprehensive as he watched Victor for a response. The doberman kept gazing at him intently, like he expected him to continue. When Jake only stood stock still and swayed his tail warily, Victor put his much larger paw on top of Jake's and moved it from his chest and lowered it until it was cupping the bulge in his pants.

"I trust this is a good enough answer. And if it pleases sir, he may touch his puppy wherever he'd like, whenever he'd like." Victor released Jake's paw, and Jake, feeling emboldened by Victor's go-ahead to do whatever he wanted with the big doberman hunk, squeezed down on the very thick length he could feel through the doberman's dress pants.

"I think I'm going to enjoy having you work for me very much, but let's not forget that we have actual work to do as well. As much as I would enjoy just exploring your sexy body." Jake gave Victor's bulge one last squeeze before taking a step back, distancing himself from the doberman.

Victor gave off a low growl of disappointment as Jake pulled back, but otherwise didn't move from his spot.

Right as if on cue there was a knock on the door, making the two of them jump. Jake hastily rearranged his own bulge to make it less pronounced, a hard task to manage, as the fox was pretty well hung for someone of his stature. Before he could make himself presentable however, Victor had already gotten up on his feet and walked over to the door and opened it.

"Hey Jake I got-... Oh. Hello?" A familiar voice said from behind the open door.

"Hello. Mr. Silverman is on the phone at the moment, can I help you instead?" There was a night and day difference in Victor's mannerism from before as he stood in the half-open door and blocked the way inside.

"Huh? Uh... Oh! You must be Victor! Jake's new assistant, right?" The voice sounded confused at first but brightened up at once.

"That's correct sir, now was there anything you needed?" Victor inclined his head towards the person in front of him.

"Hector sent me to deliver this. And he says that if Jake could finish this as fast as possible that would be convenient." Victor leaned forward to receive whatever it was being handed to him.

"I'll make sure to tell him, was there anything else?" Victor tilted his head sideways inquiringly, and Jake couldn't help but grin at the thought of Victor's puzzled face, and after finishing adjusting his bulge, returned to his desk to sit down behind it while waiting for Victor.

"Uhm, Hector did tell me to say... to you, that uhm..." What was said next was evidently a whisper, as Victor leaned forward again.

A sudden barking laugh broke the silence. "Hah! You tell that boss of yours he's going to have to try harder than that."

"I ain't telling him! You tell him when you bring those files back!" Seemingly infuriated, the other voice stomped away and Victor closed the door. Still chortling lightly, Victor walked over to Jake's desk and put said file down.

"What did he say Hector wanted you to know?" Jake noticed Victor was still sporting a pretty noticeable erection in his pants, but seemed to pay it no mind.

"If that fox boy can't satisfy you then you should come work for a real man." Victor rolled his eyes then went to put away the glasses they'd been drinking from.

"Judging by your response you have no issue working for the fox boy then." Jake chuckled, flipping open the file and looking down at it.

"So far I have no complaints!" Victor called over from the bar, also chuckling.

While Victor cleaned up, Jake turned his attention to the file Hector sent him, flipping through the pages. "Geesh, how do you even displace something like this?" He sighed mentally at the ineptitude of the buffoon who bumbled this mess.

He was just getting into the groove of his work when he felt a pair of big strong paws on his shoulders, squeezing and massaging him. He turned away from the screen to look up behind him and saw the doberman looking at his monitor.

"Anything I can help with?" Victor kept squeezing his shoulders, eyes falling rapidly over his screen.

"Mh, not really. Sorry, this is just a mistake from a different department I'm only helping with, it shouldn't be our problem but I figured I'd help." He let out a content sigh as Victor kept squeezing and massaging his shoulders.

"I can think of something I can help sir with, if it won't be too imposing." Victor's hand slid down Jake's chest and groped his pecs, which was hard enough to find under Jake's fluffy fur and his small figure, but nonetheless Victor found them and squeezed, making Jake groan.

"A-And what would that be?" Behind him Victor lowered himself, bringing his hand down further and coming to rest on his groin.

"Think I could fit under this desk?" Victor asked and without waiting for an answer, he slid down on his knees in a fluid movement and situated himself underneath Jake's desk just barely fitting his huge frame.

"V-Victor?" Jake made to push away from the desk but a pair of strong paws grabbed hold of his chair and pulled it closer in under the table and before the white furred fox could raise further protests he let out a gasp when he felt a snout push up against his groin. Even through his pants and underwear he could feel the doberman's hot breath heating up his nether regions.

"If sir would continue working, let this puppy show you what skills he brings to the table... or under it." The next thing Jake knew was the fact that his pants had been unzipped and those strong paws that previously held his chair were around his waist. Victor's large paws, he found out, could easily wrap around his entire figure, and for a brief moment he felt nervous that the doberman would break him in two. But the paws holding him, while remaining a firm grip, was surprisingly gentle.

What came next blew his nervousness away as it completely distracted him from both his work and his state of mind. The snout he'd felt pushed against his groin was now pushing a very wet nose against his blue briefs. He could already feel his underwear get damp in an instant, and when a wide, flat tongue licked over his package the saliva soaked through them in no time.

"Mhh, sir, it tastes and smells so good. Can your puppy have his treat?" Victor's voice rumbled out in a husky whisper that sent a shiver down Jake's spine.

"Grrr, fine. Just don't try to distract me from my work too much..." Moving his hands back to his keyboard, Jake did his utmost to try and focus on his work while the doberman beneath his desk managed to pull his rock hard fox cock out through the hole in his briefs.

There was a brief pause where all he could hear was Victor whispering "Fuck." Under his breath.

"E-Everything alright down there?" Jake fidgeted in his seat slightly, then gasped when he felt a massive paw wrap itself around the base of his length.

"Y-Yeah, it's just... it's just so fucking huge man." Victor let out a suppressed groan as he pulled on Jake's sheath and pulled it back over the fox's half-formed knot.

Now it was Jake's turn to groan, a groan which quickly became a half gasp, half moan as a wet tongue wrapped itself around his shaft and the tapered head of his cock disappeared inside a warm maw.

"F-Fuck..." Jake muttered, flexing his toes and shifting in his seat to spread his legs further, still trying valiantly to focus on his work.

A task easier said than done, as the doberman took inch after inch of his shaft down a maw that very much knew what it was doing. Jake had had his suspicion that Victor could hardly be a virgin, but now there was no doubt in his mind that this was far from the first time this dog played with a bone. His vulpine shaft poked at the back of Victor's throat, and the feeling was amazing, the doberman's maw really felt incredible around his dick along with the skillful tongue which rolled around his manhood.

It was then he realised that even though his pointed cockhead was as far inside Victor's maw as it could without pushing down his throat, the doberman still had one or two inches of shaft to go before his lips would touch his knot.

Jake always felt a small amount of pride at the struggle his sizable fox cock gave guys on the rare occasion he could get a blowjob from them. Contrary to the unjust stereotype about foxes being effeminate bottom sluts, Jake considered himself to be a top. But, once again his short stature and boyish looks came into play and very few people took him seriously in that regard and most if not all assumed him to be the stereotype that they so enjoyed, a tight fox rump to satisfy their needs.

A sudden warmth enveloping his knot brought him out of his reverie. It seems while Jake had been lost in thought about the few sexual conquests he's had, Victor had worked his cock down his throat and was now in the middle of wrapping his lips tightly around his fully formed knot.

Giving up all pretenses about doing work, Jake let out a low guttural growl through his gritted fangs, moving his hands under the desk and grabbing hold of the doberman's cropped ears. Ready to take control at last of this huge puppy jammed under his desk, Jake tugged Victor's head backwards by his ears until he had half of his cock inside the doberman's maw. He felt Victor take a deep breath through his nose, preparing for the plunge he knew was coming. Victor's mouth vibrated with a resonating growl to let the fox know he was ready. And waiting no more, Jake tugged hard on the doberman's ears. Once again he felt his cockhead push against the back of Victor's throat, but it didn't stop there this time, as Victor's throat was relaxed, his thick length slid down the warm, wet, and incredibly tight throat with little struggle.

Jake's knot halted the progress slightly as the doberman's black lips pursed around it, but the fox persisted and tugged harder on Victor's ears, earning a needy whine from the doberman hunk and rewarding him with a mouthful of knot and a few spurts of pre-cum which went directly down Victor's throat and into his belly.

Before he could fully knot Victor's maw, Jake relented his fierce tugging and instead pulled Victor back a couple of inches and then immediately plunging back inside his mouth and back down his throat. Reveling in the feeling of Victor's amazing skills at deepthroating him. He's never had such a wonderful maw pleasuring him before and Jake intended to take full advantage of it, especially with Victor allowing him to take the reins like this. He'll admit he hadn't expected the tall, muscular, intimidating doberman to behave so submissively towards him, but he can't deny that he's loving every second of it.

Again his knot came to press against Victor's lips, and obediently the doberman widened his maw and let the fat knot slide inside his mouth with his tongue safeguarding the sensitive flesh against his teeth.

It was impossible to suppress a loud groan as Jake effectively tied the knot with Victor's muzzle. The bulbous knot at the base of his cock stretching the doberman's mouth wide and his thick cock pushing halfway down his throat would show a visible bulging outline of just how deep the fox cock was pushing down the big doberman's throat. With all the stimulation he felt from the warm maw around his knot, the tight throat around his shaft, and a vibrating growl from the doberman shaking him to his core, Jake clenched tightly on Victor's ears and held him tightly into his groin as his orgasm arrived with the force of a runaway truck.

A loud moan escaped him as the first jet of his load shot straight down Victor's gullet, and the second one followed immediately after. Shot after shot he pumped down Victor's throat, and not once did the doberman waver, his grip around Jake's waist only tightening and his snout pushing further into the small bush of white pubic fur.

Jake's whole body spasmed while his cock pulsed endlessly. True it had been a while since he'd last masturbated, but even Jake was dimly aware through his lust hazed mind that his cum kept going and going, pump after pump. It felt like a solid minute of just him cumming down the doberman's throat, and Victor greedily drinking it down like it was the waters of life.

When Jake finally felt his cock calm down and he shot the last weak strand of his cum for Victor to gulp down. He finally let go of Victor's ears and slumped back in his chair, finding that he was panting from the intense blowjob he just recieved.

Victor's paws moved from his waist and moved to grip his legs, squeezing down as he tugged back, dislodging the knot from his maw with a loud gasp of fresh air.

Both of them took a moment to catch their breaths, Jake still recuperating in his chair, and Victor taking the time to clean his dick using his tongue.

"That was... amazing." Jake said with a groan, sitting back up in his chair and pulling back his stiff cock away from Victor. It would take a little while before the knot would shrink down and his dick could retreat back into his sheath. At least if the doberman could leave it alone long enough for it to go soft.

"You're telling me, huff... fuck. That load had me seriously fucked up, just how much cum do you have in these balls, sir?" Victor's voice was shaky, yet he sounded pleased with himself.

"Haah... usually not that much, it's just... been a while, and you hit all the right buttons for me." Jake snorted at the way Victor spoke. Quite a contrast to his polite tone he'd used around the office.

"I don't think I need to make dinner tonight, talk about getting a heavy dose of protein." Victor pushed Jake's chair back and crawled out from underneath his desk, getting up on his feet and stretching. Aside from a few strands of drool from the corners of his maw there was not a shred of evidence left of Jake's load.

Well, almost no evidence. Looking Victor up and down admiring his irresistible body, Jake noticed the doberman's flat stomach had distended slightly. It would seem his load had given Victor a bit of a stomach bulge. He had to admit, the thought that it was just one of his loads which provided the big doberman with such a noticeable bulge on his stomach turned him on quite a lot.

"Victor." Jake said, leaning back in his chair, dick still poking out through the fly in his briefs, slowly going soft. When Victor looked down at him, he beckoned him closer with a finger. Obediently Victor stepped forward and bowed down, bringing his face down to Jake's eye level. Smiling, Jake reached up and rubbed the doberman's cropped ear that he'd been tugging so fiercely on a few minutes earlier, giving an affectionate scratch behind it.

"Good boy." He snickered when Victor's tongue came lolling out of his maw, the big doberman leaning into his scratches happily. It would've been a tender moment, had he not gotten a facefull of dog breath that smelled much like himself.

"Alright you big dog, off you get. I gotta get back to my work before Hector comes storming in here and sees me with my dick out." Jake gave Victor a playful shove and moved his paws to stuff his half-hard cock back through the fly in his briefs and zipp his pants back up.

"Heh, I don't think he would object to that actually, sir." Victor stood back up, going over to the bar area and getting himself a glass of water to wash his mouth with.

"What makes you think that?" Jake scooted his chair forward and put his paws back to his keyboard, finally ready to resume his work.

"Uh, all his flirty talk, calling you fox boy, his body language." Victor said as if this was the most obvious thing in the world. "Guy's as much a horn dog as I am. Bet he wouldn't mind jumping your bone if given the chance to do so."

"Really? You think so?" Jake furrowed his brow while focusing on his work. "I can see that he's a bit of a flirt but it's all in good fun isn't it? He's usually pretty serious and a bit of a grump."

"Mhhh, I'm pretty good at reading people, and I'm fairly sure that guy is only playing off his flirting as playful when in reality he really means it." Victor pondered for a moment, tapping his chin. "He's shy, or insecure." He added as an afterthought.

"I'd never have guessed that." Jake mumbled. He was still clicking away at the computer, trying to locate the files he was tasked with finding.

They lapsed into silence while Jake worked. Victor having taken a seat on the couch and had his new work phone out, and holding his own personal phone up next to it.

It was a while later before Jake broke the silence, having tore his eyes away from the screen to watch the doberman chilling on the couch.

"You don't have to stay while I work. You're not really on the clock yet so you're not even getting paid to be here." He looked away when Victor's attention turned his way.

"Nah, it's cool. I really don't have any other plans until tonight, and I guess I'd much rather spend my free time getting to know my very cute new boss." At Victor's words Jake could feel the tips of his ears turning red as he blushed fiercely. Suddenly flustered, he quickly glanced at the doberman and saw that he was looking at him while grinning widely, and that only made him more flustered as he looked away with a jerk of the head.

"Don't say such... I'm not..." Jake stammered quietly. Rolling his fluffy tail around his leg. He was no stranger to being called cute, but over years he'd built up a pretty thick skin against comments on his boyish appearance and could usually laugh it off with ease.

So why now did this doberman have him so nervous. It felt like... like he had butterflies in his stomach.

He'd almost forgotten what that felt like.

"W-What plans have you made tonight? If... if you don't mind me asking?" Jake's attention was back on his computer, all to avoid looking at Victor as best he could while trying to change the subject.

"Going in for a night shift at this bar I work part time at." Victor said.

"Oh, right I remember reading something about that in your resume." Jake paused, thinking about it. "You work mostly weekends at this place I believe?" He couldn't remember the name of the place in question but he does remember how Victor had put down a small bit of work experience on his resume as a... was it a server?

"Yeah, but my boss there texted me yesterday asking if I'd like an extra shift tonight." Victor's voice trailed off, and then Jake's work phone buzzed.

"This is my usual schedule. So if you'd like me to work any of these hours try to let me know in advance so I can reschedule."

Picking up his phone he glanced over the text Victor sent. He didn't know just how many hours Victor would end up working for him, as he'd never had an assistant before and so far he'd been managing his workload pretty smoothly by himself so far.

"You must really like to work at this place if you're keeping your part time employment even when I just hired you." Jake said with a slight smile, putting his phone down, glancing at Vem before returning to his work.

"Ah, yeah... I used to work full time before, but I felt like I needed a change in my life. Get some steady money coming in, y'know? I asked to work part time so I could put in effort at finding a second job." Victor sighed, but quickly turned it into a groan as he stretched animatedly.

"Well if you think you can handle the load of working two jobs then I don't see an issue. And I.... Am finally done!" Jake finished typing with a flourish, raising his paws in the air to stretch, popping his back as he did so. He huffed and collapsed onto his desk, burying his face in his arms.

A big soft paw suddenly brushed the fluffy fur atop his head, its fingers combing through his hair. A content sigh escaped him, and he closed his eyes, wagging his tail lazily behind him.

Victor's touch was gentle despite his strength and size, and Jake could feel himself practically melting into his touch. He had never been touched like this before and he couldn't deny that it felt absolutely wonderful. Jake didn't want it to end, he wished he could just lay there until he fell asleep with Victor petting him.

Just then Victor's paw started to pull away and Jake reacted instinctively, grabbing the doberman's wrist before he could pull away completely. Still not looking at him, he moved the paw back to his head.

"... Just one more minute." He said in a low voice, blushing fiercely again when Victor gave a warm chuckle, but resumed his stroking brushes on his head regardless.

Victor happily stroked the top of Jake's head for a minute more before he pulled away for real this time and Jake sighed begrudgingly and sat back up again, rolling his shoulders.

"Feel better?" Victor asked, looking down at the short fox, smiling fondly as their eyes met.

"M-Much, thank you Victor..." Jake fumbled after his computer mouse, clicking away for a moment. "I'll just... print these papers out." Swiveling his chair around, Jake got off and walked up to a printer standing pushed up against the wall behind his desk. It came to life and spat out a couple of papers which he gathered up and walked back to his desk with.

"Could I ask you to bring these down to Hector for me?" Jake stapled the papers together and held out the bundle to Victor. "His office is on floor 6, take a right out of the elevator and walk down along the wall where all the cubicles are, take another right down the next corridor and the door to his office is the second on the left."

Victor nodded as he took the papers from Jake, giving them a quick glance before holding them to his side. "I can do that with no trouble. " The doberman gave a small salute and winked at Jake. "And I'll give him a proper reply to the comment he left me, if you'll permit it, sir."

"What do you-... oh." Jake's blue eyes widened as he realised what Victor was getting at, but didn't want to make an assumption about it. "H-How do you mean?" He rephrased his question, looking up at Victor.

"Well... I would show him what he could do if he worked under you instead, because he's not having me." Victor patted Jake's desk and then gave his significant package at the front of his pants a grope. "I'm sure I could get him to help me out with a growing issue I have."

Jake fidgeted slightly, hesitating for a moment. Then he realised that the idea of Victor doing something like that with Hector of all people... was pretty hot. Feeling his horny and confident side possess him, Jake reached out over the desk and gave Victor's package a quick grope.

"I'll trust you on this Victor, just don't make that old man choke on this massive hog of yours." This earned a laugh out of the doberman, who thrust his hips forward to push his package into Jake's paw.

"I won't disappoint, sir. You won't have to worry, I know what I'm doing." Victor grabbed Jake's paw and lifted it up as he bent down in a bow, planting a tender kiss on the fox's paw.

Jake couldn't even properly react to the sudden charming gesture before the doberman was already at the door.

"Just..." He blurted out, making the doberman pause and look back. He cleared his throat, hitched a grin on his face and gave Victor a wink. "Be careful, and take your time. Try not to get caught."

Victor's muzzle broke into a grin and he returned the wink, wagging his nub tail. "You got it boss. Leave it to me!" And with that, he was out the door and left Jake by his lonesome.

Gazing at the closed door for a minute after Victor left, Jake finally managed to tear his eyes away from it and looked at his computer instead.

But he could not focus. His mind was racing with ideas about what Victor would do with Hector.

The jaguar had never passed up an opportunity to flirt with Jake, calling him cute and handsome. At first the open flirtatious behaviour threw Jake for a loop, surprised someone could be so openly amorous in a workplace such as Greenworks.

But he quickly learned that the professional standard he'd expected from working in an office didn't fly around here, and as long as you did your work properly and followed the chain of command it was perfectly acceptable to behave more liberally as long as you didn't disrespect anybody. And soon enough he took the older jaguar's flirting as nothing personal, that was just how he is.

Thinking back on Victor's words however, the doberman seems to assume that Hector really was serious with all his flirting.

"Well, guess we'll find out when he gets back." Jake mused to himself.

He occupied himself with his own work he had been neglecting, even though his mind kept drifting to what the big doberman would do to the near-equally big jaguar in his own office.

Jake was so preoccupied with his thoughts and his work, that he didn't register Victor re-entering his office until the doberman's figure towered in front of his desk.

Blinking out of his stupor, Jake looked up at Victor and saw that the doberman had the cheekiest of cheeky grins, ears perked and his rump waggling joyfully.

"Welcome back, I would ask you how it went but judging by your expression I can guess that Hector had no issues with your reply?" Jake returned the grin, propping his elbow on the desk to look at the doberman.

"He was very amenable and willing to listen to what I had to say." Victor pulled out his phone and held it up for Jake to see. On it was a picture of Hector on his knees, and a big fat dog cock in his mouth with the knot pushing against his lips.

"Holy hell..." Jake muttered under his breath, staring at the picture with wide eyes.

"Turns out he was just shy and not at all insecure. Definitely not his first time sucking dick, and I doubt he's a novice to taking it from behind too, judging by how much he pushed back into my paw groping his ass." Victor chuckled when Jake's elbow slipped off the desk.

"Did you-...?" Jake started but Victor shook his head.

"Nah. Can't say I didn't want to but I didn't want to linger too long, but did I ask him about it. He got all flustered and got all cute despite being my dad's age, and tried to play it off like he rarely had any action back there." Victor pulled his phone back and looked down at it. "Damn cat deepthroated me and almost took my knot too, but it was just slightly too big for him. Well not many people can take it but he sure tried his hardest. I think he could manage to take your knot though. You're pretty big but he shouldn't have any problems with you.~" Victor wiggled his eyebrows at Jake, who only laughed and fell back in his chair.

"You know, I do believe I'm -really- going to enjoy having you work for me Victor."