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Helena had been through one hell of a night at the hospital. Here first time working night shift had been nothing short of a nightmare. She remembered an old nurse saying that "all manner of evil comes out at night", and so far, she couldn't argue with that. The female hyena had never been so eager to punch out and head home. At least in her apartment, she had her loving, caring, understanding Hal to comfort her.

Even when her shift was over, she wasn't free of misery quite yet. Like so many who lived in the city, Helena relied on public transportation to get from place to place. Owning a car was just too expensive and not a very convenient way to get from Point A to Point B. Though the bus was affordable, one never knew who else would be riding. Helena had her share or loud, annoying commuters, along with weirdos and beasts who simply stunk from not bathing, or because they had been drinking. The half hour ride felt like it lasted hours, and the hyena was thrilled when she finally saw the bus stop right in front of her apartment.

Getting off, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked up the steps of the main entrance, heading straight towards the elevator. It was on the ride up that she had finally been alone for the first time in hours. She closed her eyes, thinking about getting something to eat, taking a shower and then closing the blinds in her bedroom and going to sleep. After such a long night, nothing sounded better than a nice, long, uninterrupted period of restful slumber.

The elevator door opened, and she walked off, turning to the right towards her apartment. Pulling the keys from her purse, she slid them into the lock, but not before catching a whiff of something cooking within. Unlocking the door, she opened it and went inside. Much to her surprise, Hal was in the kitchen cooking, bacon, waffles and waiting for her with a big smile.

"Good morning, honey!" he said, going over to her and giving her a big smooch.

Helena was stunned. She expected her unemployed husband to still be in bed. The past several weeks had proved to be very rough for him, and he was stuck in a rut of frustration and depression. Now, here he was in the kitchen preparing her a nice breakfast.

"Hal," she said, sitting down at the table. "Is this for me?"

"Who else?" said the cheerful male hyena. "I thought your first night would be a challenge."

"Challenge with a capital C," said his wife.

"So, I thought this would be a nice way to surprise my loving wife."

"That was very thoughtful of you," she said, wanting to devour her breakfast.

"Help yourself," said Hal. "I'll cook as much as you want."

"I think this will be enough," said Helena. There was a sizable portion of bacon along with three large, Belgian waffles. Hal had poured her a glass of whole milk, orange juice and had brewed coffee for himself. It wasn't until Helena was deep into her food that she noticed something else unusual.

"Hal," she said, wiping her mouth with a napkin. "You're wearing a tie! Does this mean . . ."

"Yes," he said, grinning proudly. "Your husband has not one, not two, but three interviews today!"

"I'm so proud of you," she said, piling some more bacon on her plate. "Where're the jobs at?"

"One's a bank, the other is a hotel, and the last one is a retail clothing store."

"All management positions?"

"All of 'em," said Hal, still grinning. "I like those odds, don't you?"

"I do," said Helena. "Are you going to be leaving soon?"

"Yes," said Hal, taking a tumbler of coffee with him. "I'll be leaving here within the next few minutes. I want to be early. Make a good impression, you know."

"Well," said Helena, getting up from her chair. "Good luck to you!" she said, giving her husband a loving kiss.

"Thanks, honey," he said, heading towards the door. "Try and get some sleep, okay?"

"No problem there," said the female hyena.

With that, Hal walked out the door. Once he was out the door and on the bus, he took his tie off, crumpling it up and putting it in his pocket. He didn't have three, or two, or even one job interview that day. On the bus, he played with his cell phone, sending a single text.

"Be there in fifteen minutes."

His cell chimed, reading, "Ready 4 U."

Hal arrived at an apartment building that was not exactly in the high rent section of town. Looking through his received texts, he checked the address, making sure he had the right place.

"B17," he said. "Right here!"

The hyena knocked on the door, and abruptly heard several clanking noises as the locks on the other side were being undone. The door opened, and inside the door stood Lennox the lion.

"Hey," said Lennox. "Thanks for coming."

"No," said Hal, going inside and shutting the door behind him. "Thank you. I've been stood up plenty of times before, so I was kind of surprised when I saw your message this morning saying you wanted me to come over."

"Yeah," said Lennox, sitting down on a torn couch. "You said your wife would be home, so I thought you might want to come here."

"You thought right," said Hal. "I had fun last night."

"So did I!" exclaimed the lion. "That popper stuff was great!"

Hal sat down across from the lion. "Makes you cuckoo for cock, doesn't it?"

"Damn right," said Lennox. "You bring it?"

Hal fiddled around in his pocket, pulling out the small brown bottle. "Right here!"

"Alright!" said Lennox, getting to his feet. "You ready now?"

"I'm here, so yeah," said the hyena.

"Good," said Lennox, showing Hal his bedroom. "My room mate just left for the day shift at the bar, so we have the place all to ourselves."

"Good," said Hal, pulling his shirt off. "You have to work tonight?"

"Nope," said the lion. "Not my night to work."

"Excellent," said the hyena, rubbing his paws together. "Now we can really enjoy ourselves!"

"That's what I was thinking," said Lennox, pulling down his underwear and giving the hyena a good look at his muscular ass. Hal's eyes burned with desire for the lion. He'd had several male on male encounters in his life, but the way Lennox was acting, he saw promise in him. The lion was eager, and might even by interested in making this a regular thing. That would at least save Hal the hassle of trolling around looking for willing males.

"Here you go," said the hyena, lying down on his back as he handed the lion the bottle. Lennox quickly unscrewed the cap, put his right nostril to the opening and inhaled deeply. Hal was amazed at how much the lion had taken in. Lifting his head up, it was obvious that he was extremely high.

"Oh man," said the lion, getting on his stomach. "I want this."

Hal watched as the horny lion wasted no time in sucking his cock. Hal then took a hit from the bottle, and when finishing, he put it down, grabbing the lion by the head with both paws. Lennox didn't resist an iota as he was now being thrust down, face fucked by the hyena. Hal was just as possessed by the substance as Lennox, growling and uttering his desires.

"Yeah," he snarled. "Suck that cock!"

Lennox continued sucking as he opened up the bottle and took another hit from it. Screwing it back on, he let the hard hyena prick fall from his mouth. Getting on his back and lifting his legs in the air, he called out to him.

"Fuck me, bro," said the lion.

Hal got to his knees, licking his lips, he didn't even try to be gentle as he shoved his completely erect dick into the lion's awaiting ass. Lennox cried out in pleasure as Hal fucked him hard.

"Harder, harder! Fuck me!"

His cock sliding in and out of the lion, Hal couldn't hold back much longer before he climaxed, shooting his load deep into the lion's stretched opening. Still on his knees, he kept rubbing his cock, grinning.

"I got plenty more where that came from!" said the hyena.

"Good," said Lennox, rubbing at his own cock. "How about you try me now?"

"Sure," said Hal, trading places. "I owe you that much."

With Lennox now on his back, Hal didn't waste much time in going down on the lion. The hyena had never had such a big cat before like Lennox, and he was enjoying it thoroughly. What Hal wasn't in store for was that lions usually didn't last long in bed. Having just gotten into a rhythm, Hal was surprised when he felt Lennox tense up and shoot his salty tasting load into his mouth.

"Sorry," said Lennox, "we lions are quick cummers."

Hal didn't swallow the load, instead he moved up the lion's body and licked his stomach, then nipples and finally his face with his semen covered tongue. Lennox didn't mind in the least, quite the contrary, he laughed at Hal's unusual behavior. The lion and hyena locked eyes, with Lennox brushing head fur of Hal.

"Hey," said Lennox.

"Yeah?" said Hal.

"We lions can also recharge pretty quick too."

With a playful smirk, Hal slithered his way back down to the lion's crotch, just waiting for him to get hard again.

Helena was sitting on the couch watching television. She'd already showered and was now in her pajamas. Seeing as how this was her first time having to sleep during the day, she'd taken two Benadryl tablets, hoping that they would eventually make her drowsy enough that trying to sleep during the day wouldn't be a problem. As time wore on, she felt her eyelids grow heavier, her attention on the television sounds and sights wavered. It was only a matter of time before she would fall asleep. She debated on whether she should get up and go to bed, or simply fall asleep on the couch. Her eyelids were growing heavy, heavy, heavier.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Any thought of sleep was now gone. Helena shook her head, trying to figure out what had just happened. Someone was at the door! Rising to her feet, she went to the door, mumbling all the way. Though still tired, she had the presence of mind to look through the peephole to see who it was. An old rabbit was standing outside with a piece of paper in his paws. She opened the door.

"Mr. Peterson?" she asked, yawning.

"Oh," said Mr. Peterson, the apartment manager. "Hope I didn't wake you, ma'am."

"No," said Helena. "I'm just tired. What can I do for you?"

"Um," said the rabbit, trying to find his words. "I'm sorry to tell you this, Mrs. Murdock, but the neighbors below you filed a complaint about the noise last night."

Helena stopped yawning, confused as to his meaning. "Noise? What noise?"

"I . . . um," said the rabbit, stuttering. "The neighbors below said they kept hearing a thumping noise last night, like a bed being moved. They wondered if you and your husband were . . . um . . . having relations."

"That's really none of your business!" snapped Helena.

"Okay, okay, okay," said the rabbit backing up, "I'm just hear to have you sign the paper saying you understand that this was disruptive and you won't do it anymore, okay?"

Helena snatched the paper from his paws, then went inside to find a pen. Coming back to the door, she shoved the signed document into the rabbit's paws.

"You have a good day, Mrs. Murdock," said the rabbit, before seeing the door slammed in his face.

Helena stomped back into the bedroom, furious that someone would complain about what she and her husband did. She felt the rage so boil in her blood, she thought about slamming the bed down just to piss them off. She had the bed in her paws, when it finally dawned on her.

"Wait a minute," she said. "I was at work last night!" she yelled. She looked around the room, trying to figure out exactly what had gone down in her absence. By then, Helena had realized something very strange was going on her home. She sat down on the bed, scratching her head, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

Hal and Lennox were lying on the lion's bed, completely exhausted from the romp in the sack. The feeling between them was so intense, so close, that they couldn't help but embrace each other gently kiss. It had been the greatest sex Hal had ever enjoyed with another guy, the only problem was, it was getting to be later in the day, and he would have to leave soon.

"Where you going?" asked Lennox, trying to pull the hyena back.

"I gotta get back before Helena wakes up for work tonight," said Hal, feeling the lion take his paws off of him.

"Okay," said Lennox, pulling out a cigarette from his nightstand and lighting it up. He took a long, satisfying drag from it, giving the hyena a pleased expression. He watched as Hal put his clothes back on.

"Hey," said Lennox. "You busy tonight?"

Hal turned around from buttoning his shirt. "Nope," he said, smiling. "You're already wanting more?"

"Sure," said Lennox before taking another drag from his cigarette. "I really, really like being with you, Hal."

"I like being with you too, Lennox," said the hyena, tucking his shirt in. "I'll send you a text when I'm ready, okay?"

"Sounds good," said Lennox. "See ya."

With that, Hal walked out the door, ready to see the lion later that night. He be good and charged up by then.

Helena woke up an hour and a half before she had to be at work. She didn't bother with a shower since she had already taken one in the morning. Opening the bedroom door, she saw her husband sitting on the couch watching television, just as she had done earlier that morning.

"Hey," she said. "Any luck with the job hunt today?"

Hal shrugged. "I might not know for a week with those places, but hopefully, yeah."

"Good," said Helena, her voice calm, unsuspecting. "By the way, Mr. Peterson said there was a loud thumping noise coming from our apartment last night."

Hal turned his attention away from the television and to his wife. "Oh?"

"Yes," said Helena, sitting down in a chair in the living room. "He said the neighbors filed a complaint, but if we agreed not to let it happen again, he wouldn't count it against us."

"That's good," said Hal.

Helena observed her husband's behavior, she noticed that he wasn't volunteering any information, and had spoken a grand total of three words so far about the subject. She waited, still acting like nothing was really wrong. Hal remained silent, watching the television.

"So," asked Helena. "What was all that about?"

"What was what about?" asked Hal, not looking at her.

"The noise," said Helena.

Hal turned his attention back to her, she could see the gears in his head turning, trying to come up with a response. Hal then shook his head, dismissing the concern.

"Oh, that!" he said. "I was doing a bunch of vacuuming last night and I moved the furniture. That's what caused the thumping noise."

"I see," said Helena. "So, you moved the bed too?"

"Well, yeah, of course," said Hal, then quickly changed the subject. "You want me to make you something before you go to work, honey?"

"Sure," she said. "I've really been craving grilled ham and cheese," she said.

"I'll get right on it," said Hal, getting up from his seat and heading out to the kitchen. Helena got up and walked into the bedroom. Making sure Hal wasn't following her, she closed the door gently. Taking a flashlight out of her nightstand, she turned it on, then shined it underneath the bed. The area looked like it had for weeks, months even. There were long, plastic containers with various receipts, documents and so forth in there. Helena rubbed her paw along the lid of one of them. Looking at it, she saw her paw now covered in dust. The container hadn't been moved an inch.

"You lying son of a bitch," she growled under her breath. "I'm gonna find out exactly what you've been doing . . . or who you've been doing!"