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She didn't usually go out, there wasn't much point really, she didn't like getting so drunk that she couldn't remember what happened and her husband was the same. But it was her best friend's birthday and she'd promised to go. It had been a few weeks since she'd last seen the Tiger and her husband was still unable to do more then get her riled up and wanting more so she was feeling rather frisky when she picked her clothing for the night. Red silk panties and a matching bra that strained over her large breasts, all covered in black cotton, a small shirt that just barely covered enough to keep her decent and a black jacket that was designed to close just under her bust so it showed a good portion of that bright red bra.

She added a pair of her 6 inch spiked heels, and a beautiful red pendant necklace that her husband had given her for their tenth anniversary along with the matching ruby encrusted bracelet on her right wrist. She debated adding the ruby ear cuff to her left ear that would signal any rabbit in the area that she was available for clandestine encounters, but there was too much of a chance that whatever buck she ran into wouldn't be on suppressants and she might end up pregnant the last thing she wanted! So the cuff remained in her jewelry box as she headed for the bedroom door.

"You look ravishing my dear; I hope you have a wonderful time with the girls tonight." Her husband leaned down to kiss her; yes even in six inch heels she was still that much shorter than he was.

She slipped her arms around his neck and prolonged the kiss, pressing her body tightly to his. While she still had him pressed against her she whispered, "I don't have to go..." making her voice low and husky, trying to get a rise out of him.

He chuckled softly and pulled away patted her backside with his large hand. "No dear, go have fun with the girls and I'll be here when you're ready to come home." Not even a twitch. God it was frustrating how little she seemed to affect him lately. If only... But that was part of his health problems and there wasn't much she could do on that front until he decided that he needed to do something for himself.

She reluctantly let her hands slide down off his neck and shoulders, stroking his chest fur lightly before she stepped back. "Alright love; I'll call you if I need a ride." She grabbed her little red handbag and tucked her phone into it just as the doorbell rang. "That'll be Felicia." She turned and headed out for the night feeling horribly frustrated but determined to have a good time.

* * * * *

The girls had all come out; they made quite a party, seven of them sitting around the small tables at the Buckskin Watering Hole. It was a pleasant enough evening, though as usual the girls scattered after about two hours; Felicia got blitzed as usual and was escorted to a cab, Barb decided to try and pick up a young buck she saw across the bar and made a fool of herself until she left in embarrassment. Tony, Sonya and Florence all decided to move to a more dance worthy location and Millie shyly left before she could be forced to go with them. That left her alone nursing her cosmopolitan in peace as her eyes wandered over the local college kids.

She'd just come back from the bathroom to find her table taken and moved to the bar when she noticed a game of pool that was getting a bit rowdy. It had been a long time since she'd played pool but she used to be pretty good in her college days. Curious she slid off her bar stool, winked at the bartender and slipped through the crowd to see what all the fuss was about. As she moved between to large Doberman's dressed in identical combat fatigues, she found herself at the front of the crowd and caught sight of a sweet ass bent over the table with a stripy black and orange tail waving over it. The view was interesting enough to keep her attention for a few moments but as the tiger took his shot her eyes were drawn to the table. It was a difficult shot to say the least, he'd have to bounce the ball off the far end of the table and sink it in the side pocket. If he did it right he might even sink a second ball with the rebounding cueball.

She chewed on her straw as she along with the rest of the watching people held her breath. He pulled his arm back and struck the white ball, it traveled straight and fast toward the intended target, struck the 7 and sent it on its way, rebounding to bump the 5 into the pocket. The 7 meanwhile bounced off the far end and came sweetly right back to the side pocket disappearing into the darkness with a solid sounding thunk. The crowd erupted in cheers and shouts of congratulations.

She smiled to herself at the exuberance of youth and examined the table to see what he'd left himself as a follow up shot. As the crowd started to quiet she looked around to see the wolf opponent leaning against the wall holding his pool cue in a relaxed grip. He looked like a typical college kid out to have some fun, dressed in a ragged pair of blue jeans and a tight fitting black shirt that had a background of stars and proclaimed in large letters over the chest "I need more space". Her eyes were drawn back to the tiger again as he leaned over the table to line up his next shot. She froze for a moment, inhaling sharply as she recognized the young man. It was her landlord's son!

The only shot he had left was the 8; he'd sunk all of his other balls and left only two of the wolf's stripes on the table. The shot was going to be a difficult one; he'd have to get just the right spin on the cue to push the 8 into the far corner pocket. She held her breath as he focused on the ball and moved his arm back and forth a few times to judge his shot. The crack when the cue hit the 8 was loud enough to be heard over the music and had all of the gathered people again holding their breath with her. The ball did exactly what he wanted it to, sliding down the table and sinking into the corner with a final sounding thud. Again the crowd erupted in cheering and shouts, this time she let her voice join those of the younger people pleased to see that he had the skill to follow through without choking.

He turned to his group of friends and exchanged several high fives before walking toward the wolf, who nodded his head slightly and handed him a five dollar bill. So that was it, he was playing for money. She waited a few moments for the crowd to disperse a little then stepped forward and placed a ten dollar bill on the edge of the table. A Dalmatian was the first to notice her collecting the balls and setting them in the rack. He bumped the Tiger's side with his elbow and said "Dude I think the lady wants to challenge the winner." There was some jovial cat calling from the group before he was pushed to the front and stood facing her.

His eyes started at her bust and went down, something she wasn't surprised about in the least, but then they came back up and recognition flashed in those gorgeous deep eyes. He blushed furiously, moving to the far end of the table and lifting his pool cue. "Evening Miss, are you sure about this?" He pulled out two fives and held them up. "It's twice as much as I usually play for."

Smiling a little to herself she set the rack making sure the balls were all snugged up against each other and placed correctly on the table. "Oh I'm sure." She walked purposefully over to the cue's and examined them for a moment before selecting one. "Are you going to stand there or shoot?" She arched a brow at him looking pointedly at the ten still sitting by itself on the rail.

He blushed and dropped the two fives on top of her ten then waved to her. "Ladies first." He stepped back away from the table giving her space.

She smiled sweetly at him and leaned down, bending at the waist, her legs having much better definition thanks to the heels she was wearing. As she placed her hand on the table she heard a wolf-whistle, but didn't let it get to her as she placed her cue on her hand and prepared to break. As she focused on the cueball she felt all the old memories rushing back to her. Her arm drew back and she jerked it forward sending the cueball hurtling toward the cluster at the other end of the table. There was a loud crack and the balls scattered. She sank three two solids and a stripe, with a tilt to her head she looked at the Tiger and winked. "Solids it is."

He looked so cute with his mouth agape like that, it was almost criminal. She moved past him deliberately and lined up on the 2, an easy straight shot. It went in as smooth as silk and she surveyed the table. The 5 was in a perfect position so she moved around until she was standing in front of him. Since she was doing so well she let her little tail wriggle while she was bent down in front of him leaning back on her heels for a moment then putting her shoulder into the thrust forward to sink the 5. Unfortunately she put too much spin on it from showing off and the 5 just missed the corner pocket. She stood up and turned to look at him. "Your turn." She added just a little exaggeration to her hips as she walked back to where she'd left her cosmo.

Some people might consider it cheating to flirt while you were playing, but the Tiger took it in stride, he watched her walk from the table and licked his lips before he looked over what she'd left him. The 5 was blocking both the 9 and the 10 so he couldn't get to them, but the 13 was open and if he was careful he might get the 15 but it would be a rebound shot. He went for the safe shot and took the 13, now his cueball was in a better position to get the 14, however it also meant that he'd be bending over in front of her. Knowing how much she seemed to enjoy watching his ass he made a point of shifting his weight from foot to foot and swaying his tail as he lined up the balls.

One of his friends, the Dalmatian, wandered over to where she was standing and politely asked, "Would you like to join us Miss? We've got room at our table." He gave her what he must have considered his best smile but she wasn't interested in the show of teeth.

Sipping her drink she shook her head and smiled up at him. "Oh I'm fine here thanks." Her eyes returning to the table as the sound of the cueball striking another rose above the music. For the next five minutes they traded off sinking balls until it was her turn again and she had one solid left. Her 6 was perched on the edge of the felt needing only the barest kiss to topple into one of the corner pockets. However her opponent had left her no opening since the 8 was between the cue and her 6. She frowned at the table for a moment then leaned down, her left hand shifting position on the felt and her right hoisting the cue up over her shoulder. She rose up on tip toes and took a deep breath, as she breathed out she jerked the stick, the cueball rose into the air jumped the 8 and tapped her 6 with just enough force to send it over.

Suddenly she was aware of cheering and shouting that rose over the music. She stood up and turned to see the table once again ringed with watchers, this time cheering for her. She smiled as she chalked her cue; her ears folding back to protect themselves from the added noise.

The tiger was starting to visibly sweat as she walked past him. "Care to up the anti?" The question made the crowd laugh and a few of his buddy's give him shoves on the shoulders but he stood his ground and shook his head. "Shame... I was thinking the loser gives the winner a ride home." She winked broadly at him as she took in the new position of the balls.

The Dalmatian whistled and elbowed the Tiger with a broad grin. "If you don't take her up on that I will!" He was practically panting as he watched her moving around the table his eyes rarely lifting above the level of her bust.

"Josh! Fuck man, you can't say shit like that around a lady!" The wolf from before, admonished the Dalmatian not realizing that his language could be considered just as ill mannered.

While this was going on the Tiger was watching her with half lidded eyes. "Alright Miss, I'll take that." He tried to make it inconspicuous when he adjusted his pants, which seemed about two sizes too small right now.

She blew him a kiss and whispered, "Wonderful." Leaned down, lined up, took the shot and won the game.

The crowd erupted once more, the women pleased that a sister had beaten the resident pool shark and the men pleased that one of their brothers was going to be taking this lush Rabbit home.

Moving deliberately slowly, she swept her hand over the money that was still resting on the rail, folded it up and tucked it inside her bra all the while holding the Tiger's gaze with hers. "Thank you for the game."

His buddy's ribbed him for a bit longer as she finished her drink. Finally he'd had enough and moved away from them toward her. He looked adorable standing there all tongue tied and blushing. "Ah, did you want to go now Miss? My truck is just out front."

She gave him a bright smile, "Oh that would be nice, I wasn't sure how I was getting home tonight." Collected her things and winked at his buddies. "Are you sure you can do without him for the rest of the evening gentlemen?" which got more laughs and some lewd comments from the group of 20 something guys. "Now boys would I do something like that?" She arched a brow at the young men then smiled up at the Tiger.

He rolled his eyes at the comments, and offered her his arm, something she wasn't expecting as it was rather old fashioned. However, she slipped her arm through his and allowed him to lead her from the club to another round of catcalls and wolf-whistles.

His truck was indeed right out front; he stepped off the curb and opened the door of a large white monstrosity that was so immaculate it looked like it had never seen a back road. There was no way she was going to be able to step up into it without showing more than she intended to, but she was surprised once more when he wrapped his hands around her waist and simply lifted her into the cab. "There you are Miss." He said before he shut the door and walked around the front of the truck to get into the driver's side.

Once they were both belted in, he looked at her curiously. "Home Miss?" His hand busy sliding the key into the ignition.

Her curls bounced against the side of her neck when she shook her head. "Do you know that little beach just up from the point?" At his nod she smiled. "Oh good then you won't need directions." She took out her lipstick and replaced what had rubbed off on the straw while she waited for him to back out and get onto the road.

Once he had merged with the light traffic at this time of night she unfastened her seat belt. "Hey, Miss, I can't afford a ticket!" He protested when she moved closer to him so she pulled the lap belt out as far as it would go and refastened it. "Uh... I don't think that counts Miss." But by then she was too busy sliding her head and shoulders under his arm to pay any more attention to his protestations.

He went quiet when she started to unfasten his belt. She could feel his erection under her hands pulsing like a wild animal longing to be freed from its cage. A few more moments and she had the button and fly unfastened as well, her fingers reaching in and pulling him out where she could get a better view of what she had to work with. She already knew his size, but she'd never explored the barbs before so she spent a few moments fondling him with her fingers, teasing the fleshy points up from his skin then smoothing them back down once more. He let out a soft sound that was a cross between pleasure and frustration since he had to keep his attention on the road and not on what she was doing.

She parted her lips and exhaled a warm breath against the tip giggling to herself when it flexed and dribbled a little more of that thick clear fluid down over the head. "Someone's worked up..." She didn't give him time to respond, her hungry mouth sliding down to take the head in. Her tongue swiped up the clear fluid greedily, then went back for more, sliding her tip over the corona in a slow teasing caress. She didn't try to push more of him into her mouth, the head was enough to fill it and she didn't feel like choking herself. Instead she started stroking her hand up and down along the length while she sucked and tormented the head with her tongue.

His right leg tensed and he pressed down harder on the accelerator for a moment before he managed to get control back. "Ah... Miss... I don't know if I can... Gah!" He jerked the wheel to the right suddenly, then smoothed out once more.

She lifted her mouth off his member, admiring the ring her lipstick left just under the head and looked up at him. "Then you'd better pay more attention to what you're doing." She gave him a moment to focus back on the road again before she went back to holding the head of his cock in her mouth and tormenting the heated flesh. Her left hand was busily stroking up and down his shaft but there was more she wanted to explore. Tugging at his jeans she made enough room to get her right hand down and toy with his balls, rolling first one then the other against her palm, pulling at the scrotum to find out how loose it was, just playing with him in any way she felt like.

He was making soft huffing sounds now as he tried to focus on driving and not what the rabbit was doing to his genitals. A red light caught him off guard and he hit the brakes a little harder then necessary making her shift away from him, her teeth closing around the underside of his head. He hissed a curse, but his cock flexed and grew a little more into her mouth sending another pulse of pre to splatter against her tongue.

"Oh good god!" His left hand moved off the wheel and started to caress one of her ears, thumb and forefinger sliding up the edge. "That feels so amazing Miss." The light changed to green and he was careful to accelerate slowly. The turn was just ahead, so he focused on that as a destination and managed not to run into anyone before he got there. Around the corner and up a short road and he put the truck into park straddling the line between two parking places.

When the engine cut off she lifted her head, licked her lips and slid across the seat toward the passenger door. "Well come on, I didn't have you bring me all the way out here to stay in the truck like some lovesick teenager." She opened her door and carefully hopped down off the seat to the pavement below. She closed the door on his protest, heading across the lot toward the sandy beach. Her shoes gave her a little trouble so she simply kicked them off and plucked them from the sand as she went.

She was already halfway to the shoreline when she heard the door opening and closing behind her. She reached one of the picnic tables and set her shoes on it, her jacket and skirt followed and she was working on her bra when he came up behind her. "Uh... What are you doing?" A flash of a smile over her shoulder and she saw that he'd fastened his jeans up again as her bra fell to join the rest of her clothing on the wooden table.

"What does it look like?" Her panties fell to the ground and she kicked them up onto the table before heading for the cool water. "I feel like a swim, don't you?"

There was a long pause then she heard the rustle of clothing being hastily removed. By the time she reached the edge of the water he was only a few steps behind her so she let him catch up. He was breathing fast and his scent carried on the light warm breeze, letting her know just how aroused he was at the idea of skinny-dipping with her.

She reached back and took his hand pulling him into the cool water with her as she walked out to waist deep on herself. She let him go and ducked under the dark surface of the lake, coming back up facing him. The moon was full and it shone on his orange fur lighting him up like a blaze of fire in the darkness. "Come on." She started swimming on her back away from him, knowing full well that her breasts were buoyed by the water, lifting enticingly.

That was all he needed to follow where she lead, swimming strongly beside her as she headed for the raft that floated out a ways from shore. She reached it first and turned to climb up the ladder, giving her tail a flick to shed some of the water when she reached the top. The raft dipped dangerously when he hauled his wet bulk out of the water, but she was sitting by then so it didn't throw her back in, just made her giggle.

He was still just as aroused, so much so in fact that it gave him some trouble on the ladder. Once he was beside her she smiled and leaned into his side, pleased that he automatically lifted his arm to wrap it around her shoulders. She looked up at the starts for a few moments, long enough that his head tilted back so he could see what she was seeing. When that happened she dropped her head into his lap and wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock once more. A few moments later he was laying back his elbows propping his upper body up so he could watch her sucking at the head of his dick. Now that he wasn't distracted with driving she spent a little more time exploring him, pleased with the soft sounds that he was making when she toyed with his balls.

She sucked at him long enough to be sure he was as hard as possible then lifted her head and smiled at her work. "Such a big boy, that swelling must ache something fierce..." The comment was more to herself then the Tiger and he seemed to know that. "I'll have to do something about it." She pushed her hands into his wet chest fur and slid over his body, straddling him with ease. Her feet rested on the damp boards of the raft to either side of his hips as she squatted over him. Her right hand moved from his chest to gripping the base of his shaft holding him steady so that he wasn't bobbing with the pulses of his heart beat. Her eyes closed and she centered him then settled down slowly. The feel of his warm tip slipping between her labia sent a shiver through her but that was nothing compared to the moan that bubbled up from her throat as she pushed herself down and felt him delving ever deeper into her body.

Once she'd hilted him, sitting on his thighs so she could feel his balls against her ass, she moved her right hand back to his chest and curled her fingers into the thick pelt. She pressed on his chest making him fall back a little further to lie flat out on the raft, then she leaned over his chest and started to ride him. Her strong leg muscles bunched and flexed as she lifted herself up then let herself slide slowly back down onto the heated flesh of his spear. She kept it slow at first, relishing the way his barbs pulled at her sending little jolts of pleasure through her. His hands lifted from the raft and found her calves, working their way up over her knees and jumping from there to her waist. He started lifting his hips to try to meet her downward plunge huffing and groaning under her.

The more she rode him the more she felt like she needed, until she was picking up the pace, letting herself slam down onto his groin so she could feel the delicious pleasure that rocketed through her when he bottomed out inside her. His heels found one of the cracks between the boards and he braced himself to thrust up into her more strongly adding to the sensations until she started to lose track of who was doing what in the mounting pleasure. Just as she felt herself slowing, overwhelmed by the rising tide of her orgasm his hands tightened on her waist, lifting her effortlessly up then pulling her back down to meet his rough upward thrusts. When she felt herself unable to hold back any more his cock throbbed deep inside her, feeling larger suddenly as he roared out his pleasure. Her own cry blended with his and the two echoed across the lake. Moments later her body fell forward to land on his chest as they both panted harshly trying to regain their breath.

* * * * *

She locked the apartment door behind her and turned to find her husband standing leaning against the wall. "So how was the party?" He had that boyish smile on his lips that she loved so much.

She stepped into his arms and rested her head against his chest. "You know same as usual, drunk and disorderly. We went to the Buckskin, had a few drinks, schooled some of the college boys in pool, then went skinny-dipping out at the point." She loved how his arms felt around her, how safe it made her feel, if only he could...

His deep chuckle interrupted her musings and she looked up. "Well whatever it was you did it was good for you, you positively glow love. Come on lets go to bed its late." He kept his arm around her as he led her into the bedroom. He even helped her undress and found a suitable nightgown before they settled in for the night with her nestled in against his warm side. "Sleep well my love." The soft kiss to her temple that she'd become accustomed to was the last thing she was aware of before she drifted off to sleep.