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Manny preferred going out to buy his own groceries. What was a painfully menial chore to most adults was a soothing exercise in choice making. It was so much more satisfying to wander the aisles, exploring the tactile feel of something like a cardboard box or a banana, than to just put together an electronic list and hire somebody to go get it for him. Such was the usual method of celebrities like Manny Magdeleno, famous soccer player. While not extraordinarily well known, he was enough of an icon that Perth, Ontario had deemed the leucistic mink its most famous son, even though he was born and raised in Italy. It only made sense for people of his social stature. Why risk harassment by an adoring fan to do something boring?

He had just the place to avoid that. Far from downtown where everyone crammed to get their groceries, Manny's preferred spot was a store that specialized in an all-organic selection of foodstuffs. Across every box and bit of packaging were loud and proud guarantees that what lay within was either totally organic or cruelty free. Manny knew what he was buying was legit not just because of such labels, but also the prices were jacked up the ass. 16.49 dollars for a gallon of milk and other such astronomical tags were common throughout the store. Anyone willing to pay a huge mark up for a clean conscience came here, that is to say, not many people. It attracted the hyper-health savvy and eco-conscious. Manny liked it because it meant not many common folk shopped there. Never the type to detest someone like that, it meant he could shop in peace. What's more, the type of people who shopped here weren't those who obsessed over sports. Super fit and healthy, yes. Super excited to watch someone kick a thing into another thing, no.

So, Manny could choose his cereal for the week in peace. He stood alone in that aisle with a green plastic crate hanging from the crook of his elbow. A tall frame was kept mostly discreet by some baggy green sweatpants and an equally loose white hoodie. A black cap sat on his head to further obscure his identity. None of it could hide the medium length tail of majestically white fluff that hung below his back, nor the charcoal black nose that stood at the end of his snout like a single polkadot. Currently he was holding onto an 8 oz box of cornflakes. Vanilla was the flavor, made complete with sliced almonds and crumbled walnuts. A $22 price tag would've dissuaded most, but Manny didn't notice. He was too busy trying to remember what flavor he'd bought the week before last. [Was it this one?] he wondered in his native Italian. [No, that was banana something. I don't know.] He slid the box into his crate. [Whatever. Twice a month won't kill me.]

“Manny?"

The voice came from his right, belonging to a woman. Habit built by years of fans trying to introduce themselves told him to glance their way and offer a subtle smile. Most people just wanted to be acknowledged when they saw someone famous, some were just trying to confirm that it was really the person they'd seen on TV. This voice, however, was familiar, hitting him like an oncoming bus. He full-on whipped his head to see who it was. Standing in the very center of the aisle was a cat woman with black fur like a void. Two copper-colored eyes stood out from her face, looking shocked. A studded belt wrapped around a curvy pair of hips and the skinny jeans that covered them. She had on a revealing white tank top which sat in blinding contrast with her fur. Her tail swayed wildly behind her like the arm of a metronome, peeking on both sides of her as if trying to get a good look at the mink who'd made her stop dead in her tracks.

Manny recognized her instantly, and his heart did a flip. “Oh," he said. “Hiiiiii…" The greeting drew long during his attempt to remember her name. Memory failed him in that regard, the time they spent together so long ago was still fresh.

“Nikki," she said for him.

“Nikki," he said back. Manny remembered the shower's moisture, her dry body scraping against his wet fur, her overprotective boyfriend. “Hi. How are you?"

She pulled her shopping crate in front of her as if to shield against the awkward situation she'd walked into. “Fine. I'm alright. Just… grocery shopping."

“Yeah," said Manny with an awkward smirk. “Same here." Now the impetus was on her to say something. Manny wondered if she would, or if she'd just turn around and scurry her way out of the aisle without ever coming to this place again.

She managed to stay, though Manny couldn't tell yet whether she wanted to or not. He wasn't sure what he wanted either, but the pulsing in his stomach and loins definitely meant something.

“So, how have you been?" she asked. She closed the distance between them in a couple fluid strides. Her anxious expression faded into something calmer, but a continuously wagging tail betrayed her. “I haven't seen you since…" She left it hanging.

Manny cocked an eyebrow. “Since the gym?"

“Yeah…" she said with a noted tone of embarrassment. “I, uh… I guess I should apologize for that."

“For what? Barging into the men's locker room and pouncing me in the shower?"

Her tail shot into a line of ecstatic floof. Her eyes darted both ways down the aisle which was mercifully empty. “Yeah, for that," she hissed.

Manny shook his head. “No need to apologize." Now it was his turn to feel the blush of embarrassment. “I kind of… put you in a mood. That was my fault for not covering up that morning. I was- Ahem. I was in season." Manny did his own double check that they were alone. He saw someone pass the aisle, but even that was too close for comfort.

“Yeah, I know. It's OK. It's not an excuse though. I had a boyfriend. I went into a place I wasn't allowed." She closed her eyes and laid a paw on her forehead. Guilt furrowed her brow, perhaps intensified now that she was saying it out loud. “I've been thinking about it ever since." Manny was prepared to say 'So was I', but didn't mean to pile more onto her guilt. “I wanted to say I was sorry to you for so long."

Manny gestured with his paw for her to keep it down. “I said it's fine. Just… Can we talk about it somewhere else? Outside, maybe, when we're both done shopping."

It reminded Nikki that they were in public. She straightened her back and adjusted her posture to look more natural, but nothing was going to put that tail to rest. “Yeahyeahyeahyeah… Sorry, I just-"

“Hey, I said it's OK." Manny disarmed her with a smile while he lifted his shopping crate. “I've only got a few more things to buy. There's a place with a patio to sit right next to here. Just meet me out there when you're done. I mean, if you want to."

Nikki took a deep breath. At last she was able to call upon the feline stoicism she'd Manny remembered from last time. “Right. OK. I just got here, so it might be a few minutes."

“Sure. Take your time."

“Thanks. Let me just…" She reached an arm out towards him. For one incredible moment Manny thought she was going to grab some part of him. Instead her paw went for a box of cinnamon flavored corn flakes which she put into her crate. “Alright. See you in a little while." Then she strode out of the aisle as casually as she could. Manny watched her go, his attention on the seat of her jeans and the pristine curvature of what grinded beneath it.

He snickered to himself. [Not the trip to the grocery store I was expecting.]

Manny rushed gathering the rest of his groceries, no longer picky about what it was or how long ago he'd had it. He wanted to be the first to the patio so that he could watch Nikki coming over to him. He recalled a fact about territoriality: if an animal steps into a room that someone already occupies, they consider it the other person's territory. If they step into a room that no one occupies, it becomes theirs. Is that what this was? Him establishing territory? What would he be risking if he let Nikki get there first? What threat did she pose to him? Manny already knew what she was capable of, but it wasn't mating season. Without the influence of any mink byproduct, Nikki wouldn't do anything crazy like last time. At least, Manny hoped.

He purchased everything at self-checkout and hurried his way to his car, a red Ferrari Portofino. It was all stuffed into the trunk before Manny made a hurried trot to the patio. He would've been ashamed to admit it, but he felt some relief seeing that Nikki wasn't there yet. He sat down at one empty table just in time to see her leaving the grocery store with a pair of bags hanging from her paw. They shared a quick look when she turned to see if he was there. He raised his paw to wave at her but her head had already turned. When she opened her car door to put the bags in, Manny worried that she would suddenly just get in and go, leaving him. He started to wonder why a woman was making him so antsy, but he knew the answer. The memory of the gym shower would remain forever fresh, its wet, lust-driven sequence thrown into motion by Nikki's return.

She came strutting back towards him with an added gusto. It was the determination Manny recognized from when she waltzed her way into the shower stall. He felt a stir in his loins that made his thighs squeeze together. “Hey," she said once she reached the table and sat down.

“Hello," Manny said back. “So, you want to talk about the gym?" Nikki's emotional wall crumbled with an exasperated sigh. “You don't have to say you're sorry. You already said that."

“I know, I know. I'm just a little flustered thinking about it." Proving the feeling was the way she fanned her face. If not for the impenetrable black of her fur there would've been a deep shade of red. “God, sometimes I can just smell that smell like you're right there. I think about it and… and it has that effect again."

“Yeah. Are you smelling it now?"

“Right now? No, but I am thinking about it."

[So she's in heat.] Manny figured she wanted him to know it by this point. “Yeah, I learned my lesson to never forget to put on anti-musk during season. You shouldn't feel bad. You weren't the only person who caught a whiff of me that day."

Her eyes widened. “Did it do anything to them?"

Manny nodded. It was his first time talking about it ever since it happened, and to someone it happened to, no less. “Yes. Exact same thing. Two people, in fact."

“Oh God… You didn't go home after the gym?"

“Yeah, well…" Manny scratched the back of his head. “I think I secretly hoped it would happen again. It happened at a clothes shop and at a library." Now he was wondering how Dina and Matt were doing. Manny had seen Ian multiple times since their fling in the library, but the most they ever did to acknowledge it was a sideways glance and a smirk. [That reminds me. Maybe I should give the library a visit soon.]

A tiny smirk and giggle pulled at Nikki's lips. “Oh wow. That's crazy. And that happens to other minks too?"

“If we don't cover up, yeah. It was my first time forgetting."

“Think you'll ever do it again?"

Manny raised an eyebrow. [Didn't I just say I'd never forget?] “No, definitely not. Nice as it might sound to have sex with a bunch of people in one day, it can be a hassle."

Disappointment made her smile falter. “Oh. Yeah, I can see that."

“So, what happened after?" Manny asked.

“What do you mean? Like, right after?"

He nodded. “Right after, long after, whatever."

Nikki gulped. The way she shimmied in her seat told Manny how excited she was. “Well, me and Sam- my boyfriend -we headed out of there and went home. He kept asking me if I was OK. He even asked if I needed to see a doctor. I told him I didn't, which was true." She lowered her voice. “What I didn't tell him was that a doctor wasn't going to help with how horny I was. I mean, I was wetter than I'd ever been." Her voice sharpened into a hiss on those last couple words to emphasize the point. “I was dying. Me and Sam got home and I needed to fuck badly, but I wasn't horny for Sam. It had to be you. I told Sam I left my phone at the gym. I didn't even wait for him to say he'd go get it for me. I just went. I probably broke so many laws just trying to get there. I asked someone if you were still there; I swear I was ready to hunt you down if I needed to." Nikki realized how intense her voice was getting. She looked around the patio. Seeing that they were alone, she continued. “Someone told me they saw you go into the locker room. You, uh, know what happened next."

Manny's face was warm. His own arousal was tugging at his penis which sat heavily against the inside of his left thigh. As subtly as he could he pulled at the leg of his sweatpants to provide some more room. “Wow," he said. “That's crazy." That was the best way he could put it.

“I almost ran out of there," Nikki said. “People gave me weird looks. They definitely heard me." She smirked at him again. “Not that I could help it. I never went back. I canceled my membership online. I never heard from any police or anything."

“I got some weird looks too when I walked out," Manny said. “I'm their biggest customer. They weren't going to get me in trouble." [And they shouldn't have. I was the one who was cornered.]

“Yeah… Sorry."

Manny was about to remind her that all the apologies were unnecessary, but figured correctly that they were going to continue anyway. “What about your boyfriend? Did he ever find out?"

Nikki shook her head. “No. He didn't know anyone at the gym. That was his first and last time ever going there. If he ever found out he wouldn't have forgiven me, and I don't think he should." She ran a paw across her temple, adjusting her black bangs. “I said he was the jealous type, but in that case he was totally right to be."

Manny sighed. His encounter with Sam was far less than friendly, but the guy didn't deserve to get cucked. “Do you know what he's doing now? How is he?"

Nikki straightened in her chair. “Oh, he's fine. We're still together."

That was a curveball straight into Manny's chest. “Wait. He's still your boyfriend?"

Nikki nodded. “Yup. I moved in with him a couple years ago. I, um, think he's about to pop the question soon. Maybe, I think I'm being optimistic. I dunno."

Manny was hardly listening. He was deafened by the blood rushing into his ears. Very suddenly the patio was a death trap. Sam was around every corner, watching his girlfriend chatting with the guy she let fuck her. “Oh. OK."

Nikki shook her head calmly. “Relax. He's on a business trip all the way in Edmonton right now. He's not here."

That helped Manny's nerves, if just a little. “OK, OK. When will he be back?"

“Tomorrow night. His flight is early in the morning tomorrow. I saw his tickets." Nikki chuckled again, flaring the whites of her teeth. “It's OK. I wouldn't have wanted to talk to you like this if he was here."

[You shouldn't have talked to me at all.] “Yeah, yeah. OK." Manny scratched his temple and choked out a laugh. “Alright. So you two are living together. Going to get married. Yeah, that's great."

“You want to see the place?" she asked.

He stopped scratching. “What was that?"

“You want to come over?" she repeated. “To my place. I can show you around. We can hang out, have a drink."

Manny's heart felt ready to jump clear out of his throat and into his mouth. “Oh. Um, when?"

“Today," she said flatly. “Sam comes home tomorrow. It's our best chance." Her tail lifted into the air next to her. The tip was curled into a loop as if begging Manny to make a decision for her.

Our best chance, she said. As in, not getting caught. Manny thought about how antsy she must have been between her legs. A reflexive throb pushed his manhood deeper into the recesses of his sweatpants where it created a haughty bulge. The temperature of his face reminded him of the shower four years ago. “Sure," he said. “Yes, I would like that."

Nikki put on a tiny smile. Her tail flicked out of its curl as if to say hooray. “Yeah, I would like that too." She pulled out her phone. “What's your number? Let me text you my address."

Manny watched himself say his phone number more than he actually performed the action. Am I really doing this?

“I got it," Nikki said, and in a few seconds she had her home address flying through aether and onto Manny's screen. “You got it?"

Manny drew his phone and saw the notification. “Yeah," he said. “I got it." The phone went back into his pocket at the same time Nikki was standing up from the table.

“When are you coming?" she asked.

“Um…" He checked his phone. It was 3:47. “5?"

She didn't suggest otherwise. “See you then." An expert turn brought her away from the table and towards the parking lot, her every step laden with the confidence and triumph of a job well done. Her tail was hung relatively dormant behind her, but Manny could spot the way it flicked and swayed by the tip.

Manny's own tail felt like doing somersaults. Alone on the patio, he laughed to himself. “Figo." Awesome.

***

Nikki's house was in a ritzier part of town than Manny expected. It made sense that she had money considering she was formerly a member of an elite gym and grocery shopped at the same place Manny did, but he wasn't expecting this. Far west of Perth's outskirts was where the real money was, where huge homes sat aloft the hills that could provide the best views and the most privacy money could buy. Winding through those narrow, winding roads in his Ferrari and seeing those enormous houses bordering on estates made Manny consider buying a house here. Where he lived currently was a condo he rented when it was uncertain if he'd stay in Perth. [If Tune Town doesn't pan out, this might be the place for me.]

Nikki's home was as big as her neighbors'. It was settled within the gated peak of a small hill from which Manny could see the Perth skyline budding high before the horizon. A modern, bleached white facade greeted him upon driving up to the front gate. He leaned his head out of the window and rang the buzzer. A couple seconds later a familiar voice responded. “Come on in."

Clack! The gate unlocked and opened inwards with a buzzing motor and whining hinges. Manny rolled while snickering to himself. [Even my place doesn't have all this.] He pulled in around the driveway loop and parked in front of the porch. He got out in his best fit for a date, or at least the best he could throw on considering the short notice. With a light blue golf shirt and crisp khaki slacks he made his way up the front steps. The weight of his reason for being there hung on him heavily, as did the trio of condoms residing in his wallet.

The front door opened to reveal Nikki whose outfit hadn't changed. “Hey," she said.

“Hi," Manny said back with a genial smile.

“Come on in." Inside Manny found a small foyer with an unlit crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling on a brass chain. The floor was hardwood, echoing their every step in a home which looked and felt empty. Anxiety tugged at him still, as if Sam would come pulling in at any moment and discover their betrayal. “You want a drink?" Nikki asked. She strode towards the archway feeding into the living area.

Manny cleared his throat as he followed. “Yeah, sure." The pair came into the living area where the colorless modern theme continued except for where it broke into an granite-and-wood kitchen.

“What do you want? Nikki asked while heading into the kitchen. A bar and a line of stools separated the two areas.

“What do you have?"

“A lot. There's a whole fucking bar right here." Manny didn't see it, but on the other side was a full stock of every drink and liquor necessary for a complete bar all lined up within a stainless steel and glass shelf. “I'm making myself a Moscow mule. You want one?"

It was only 5 PM. “Aha, sure. That sounds good."

Nikki seemed to read his mind. “Don't worry. I'm not making it strong. Just something I have a taste for."

Manny pulled up a seat on one of the stools. “It's alright." He watched her produce two drinks in a pair of copper mugs. They were both garnished by a single basil leaf. Before handing Manny his, Nikki slid a coaster in front of him. He gladly took the drink with its copper container already misted by condensation. “Grazi. Salud."

“Yeah," said Nikki with a cute smile. “Sorry. I know zero Italian."

He smiled with her. “It's OK. I said thank you and cheers."

She lifted her glass. “Cheers."

Then they shared a clink and had a sip. Nikki wasn't lying when she said she wouldn't make the drink strong. Sipping his drink brought the taste of ginger beer with almost no hint of vodka. [She doesn't want me drunk. That's a good sign.] “This is a very nice place you have here," Manny said looking around. He noticed the second floor loft running astride the wall and into a hallway. He wondered if that's where her bedroom was. [Sam's bedroom too.] At the same time he saw a picture of the absent boyfriend on a table. He was next to Nikki in what looked like a vacation photo, his orange fur in contrast to her void. Sam was smiling behind a pair of big sunglasses, a mood very different from what he'd shown at the gym towards Manny.

Nikki was in the middle of taking a sip. She came off it with a tiny, crisp sigh. “Thanks. It's Sams. I used to live in Brickton before I moved in with him here."

Manny was loath to think more about the man he was cucking, but curiosity got a hold of him. “And what does he do?"

“TV producer."

“Oh, I see. Anything I've seen?"

“Maybe. He tells me a bunch of shit he's working on. It just kinda goes over my head. Reality shows and shit."

“Oh. Yeah, not my kind of gig." He took another sip.

“Yeah, not mine either."

“And what do you do? I don't think you ever told me."

“I didn't. I'm a celebrity trainer. I work with actors. That's how I met Sam."

“Oh! Work with anyone cool?"

Her face lit up in a subtle way that told Manny that she was glad he asked. “Yeah, a few. Biggest name I worked with was Damien Cartwright. They were filming Badlands in Perth and it was my job to get him in shape."

“No shit! I watched that movie. He was shredded." That was a white lie. Manny hadn't seen the movie, but he recalled Cartwright's physique in trailers and on posters. Hopefully it made her feel like her work was appreciated.

It did the trick. She went on, “Well, he was a nice guy, but whipping him into shape wasn't easy. You know, not a lot of actors think they need to stay in shape year-round when they absolutely should. Unless they're putting on weight for a role- which I help with sometimes -they should fucking stay fit and not have to burn their asses off when it comes time to film." Her eyes fell down his trunk and into a part of him she couldn't see due to the bar between them. “If I worked with you, I wouldn't have that problem." She sauntered out of the kitchen to get on his side. With her lips pulling on her straw she took a seat right next to him. Manny was sure to turn on his bottom with his open legs aimed at her, a deliberate choice that did not go unnoticed.

“If I'm ever in a movie, I'll know who to call."

She chuckled. “Well, if I ever do any work with you it'll be to get you heavier. If I help someone get big, I also have to help them get small again once everything's said and done."

“Is it that hard? Making someone gain weight, I mean. To me it sounds like eating a whole lot and not working out."

“Well, yeah, you can do that, but we don't want the actor to get too big. Also there's like a healthier way to get fat and there's a bad way to get fat. You can be big and not have, like, super high cholesterol or blood pressure. We want them to get big, not have a heart attack."

“Ahhhh, I see. Yeah, that would suck." He sat upright in his stool and downed another sip.

“But I don't think I'd want to do that with you," Nikki said.

Manny raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?"

“No." Her eyes fell into his abdomen. “You're too perfect. I don't want to change how you look, not your body."

“Oh? You like what you see?"

Her answer was in her gaze and in her past actions. “Yeah. You know, whenever Sam wasn't around I would watch videos of you on YouTube. You're pretty good."

“Thank you."

“Yeah. You know, it's kinda weird seeing someone you had sex with on TV."

A chortle rattled the fabric of his shirt. “Oh?"

She nodded, smiling to herself. “Yeah. I see you running and kicking in your jersey and it's like I can't picture anything else but what's under it. You know what I mean?"

He looked off into the kitchen and thought about the many fellow athlete's he'd had sex with in the past. “Yeah, I think so."

“I know I said this already, but I thought about you a lot. I didn't know if I wanted to see you again or not. I didn't know if I should apologize or not, or something. I don't know."

“Well, you did apologize, and you were forgiven."

She nodded. “Yeah, thanks for that. I mean, I don't know if I should thank you for forgiving me like that's something I needed you to do… I guess I did need you to. I don't know." She hid her face by propping her head on her elbow which sat on the edge of the bartop. She took another drag on her drink. It was almost gone already.

Manny kept quiet, letting her stew on what she'd said and done. “I liked it."

Nikki looked up at him. “Huh?"

“I said I liked it, you jumping me in the shower. I thought it was awesome."

“Oh." She choked on something in her throat which she cleared with a forceful “Ahem!" She rubbed her collar. “Oh. OK."

“Yeah. It was like a dream come true. A lot of guys dream about having a sexy girl come onto them like that. That doesn't mean you should do it willy nilly, but you did it to me and I liked it. I felt like a man. A small part of me was happy to cuck that jealous boyfriend of yours. I made you cum and it felt like one of the greatest things I had ever done."

The word “cum" hit her like a freight train. It made her tail and whiskers all stand in lines. Manny wasn't sure, but he thought he could see a tinge of blush behind that layer of black fur. “Well… Ahem… Oh God…" She covered her mouth with the back of her paw. “I'm sorry. I'm just…" She eked out an embarrassed laugh. “That got me really hot. Fuck… I'm so horny right now." She fanned her face with her paw and blew a long exhale. “Whooooo…"

Manny remained calm. “Are you going to pounce me right now?"

Her eyes widened. She looked at him like a child preparing to hear what the punishment would be from their parents. “I want to," she said in a tiny voice. Larger was the arc her cat tail carved through the air behind her. It thumped against the bar heavily at a dripping tempo.

“Why don't you pounce me in your bedroom?" he asked.

Her paw came back in front of her mouth. A moment passed where she fought to collect herself before she nodded quickly. “Yes. OK. Let's do that."

“Lead the way, beautiful."

The two of them slid off their stools in unison. Nikki took him by the paw and guided him back into the foyer. A slow ascent brought them up the wall-hugging stairs. Manny, just a couple steps behind her, was a gleeful audience to the bounce and grind of her haunches. That unabashedly seductive cat tail was in its usual fervor. It would scythe the air and brush his tummy in both directions. He felt a great buzz in his loins and his member stretching into his pant leg as it hardened. On the second floor she drew him across the loft and into the hallway which ended on a big double door. Inside was the master bedroom, her and Sam's. A thick, luxurious mattress waited for them, sheets perfectly made and clean, waiting for their sins.

On her way there Nikki let go of Manny's paw and pulled her tank top off over her head and let it drop to the floor. Manny came to a stop so he could watch her undress, a performance done at the foot of the bed with her back towards him. Her cream white bra was unhooked and then slid down the nubile slope of her shoulders, allowing him the unbroken hourglass of her back. So dark was her fur that he could not see the intricacies of her musculature, though he knew it to be there from when he'd last touched her. Next came her belt. The rhinestones buzzed through the loops as it was slowly pulled from around her. The buckle hit the floor with a loud clack to punctuate her reaching for her button. Those jeans and the panties beneath came down with a fluid bend and shove. Thin legs swept with flexibility and athleticism stepped out of the discarded garment. The nude woman climbed her bed, that saucy tail whipping back and forth. She lay on her stomach at a diagonal angle with the bed and looked back at him, those sleepy penny eyes all but glowing out of the blackness. “Your clothes are still on. Fix that."

Manny scoffed. “My bad. I was busy watching the show you had on for me."

Nikki rolled onto her side so that he could see the beeping pink color of her nipples and the sultry slit that was her cunt. “You can do a lot more than just watch," she said, her impatience emphasized by the way her tail thumped the bed.

Manny made his approach. “I intend to." At the foot of the bed he unbuttoned his golf shirt and pulled it up and off him. The curtain was lifted on his abdominal topography, that which stood in great clarity even through the layer of radiant white fur. Nikki slithered up to him and laid a paw on the dense bedrock of his pec. Her face closed in on his, and the two shared a small kiss. Lips smacking, Manny laid one paw on the small of her back where he could feel the horny back-and-forth her tail was doing. His other paw went to her breast and covered it. The nipple, dainty and sharp, tickled his paw pad and elicited a shiver in her. There came the purring, a steady rumble loud and crisp, rolling through her nose and vibrating onto Manny. Prrrrrrrrrrrr-rrrrrrrrrrrrr. Prrrrrrrrrrrr-rrrrrrrrrrrrr. It would flash louder and rattle its way down his throat when her mouth opened. It was incredibly sexy, just like the rest of her.

His undressing resumed with her reaching for his fly and unbuttoning it. He stopped her by putting his paw on her wrist. “Ah, ah. Give me a second." He reached into his back pocket and produced the trio of condoms he'd brought with him.

Nikki just shook her head. “No."

“No?"

“No," she repeated. “I let you fuck me raw last time. What makes you think I'm not gonna do the same this time?"

He chuckled and tossed the condoms over his shoulder. “Good point."

Nikki resumed kissing him and pulled down his zipper. With a salacious whisper Manny's slacks came drifting to his shins with only a tight pair of navy blue boxer-briefs to keep his pride covered. He made the effort to step out of his shoes while Nikki made love to his cock bulge with her paw. It stretched nearly the full height of his left boxer leg. Choked by nylon, it left none of its hellacious size, shape, or temperature left to the imagination while Nikki massaged it. Her purring grew louder, and Manny's cock grew harder. It rose sharply into her paw with an intentional flex of his floor muscle. She broke away from his lips to look down at it and marvel. “God damn. I forgot how big you are."

A smug grin rode his lips which nuzzled her cheek. “Forgot? Even after it made you cum?"

“Plenty of things can make me cum," she said in defense of herself.

“But nothing like this," he whispered.

A deep breath blew in and out of her nose. The heat of her cunny was unbearable in the proximity of his fuckstick. So close, but still so far. “No," she whispered back.

“No," he said. “I didn't think so." The hand on her breast went up to her chin and redirected her face into another kiss. It was more openmouthed now, more tongue, heavier sighs of breath, louder purrs. That same paw traveled to her chalice and cupped it with the ring and middle fingers. In one gentlemanly swipe he could feel how soaked she was. A great jolt rippled through her muscles. She relaxed, but not without needy spasms vibrating her whole body by its core. Manny massaged that sweet cunny in soft, methodical swirls which pulled the curtains apart. That gorgeous inner pink would flash and let loose a spindle of her sex fluid. In just a few rubs Manny managed to build a tiny constellation of wet spots on the sheet below. Something similar was built up inside his underwear near the bottom of the leg as Nikki's bear-gripping paw milked him for a fat splotch of precum.

Brief moans hummed out of her between kisses until she parted from his lips with a haughty sigh. “God, you got me so fucking hot. Ohhhh…" Her paw balled into a fist on his chest and started making biscuits with his fur.

Beyond her noisemaking was the rude skwish of her pussy around his two fingers. “Mmmm, I noticed. And you've got me hard like a diamond."

“Nnf… Yeah, I noticed that too. I wish you'd do something about it."

“Like I said, I intend to. Be a good girl and be patient."

The responding harrumph meant she liked that. “Hmph. I don't wanna."

“Well…" he said with a deep, throaty chuckle. He hovered his snout into the air next to her ear. “Alright, but only because you're being a good girl."

A tiny whimper escaped her. She was ready to say “thank you" until she was silenced by another kiss. He pressed into her, chest to chest. The two of them timbered over onto the bed with Manny on top, mouths still meshing. Her legs hooked around him and crossed by the ankles just beneath his butt. That fat bulge of his was up against her crotch, still woefully short of what she needed of it. She drew at his lip with her teeth and huffed at the raunchy heat of his breath. The great array of supreme muscles that made his hunky shape twinged, flexed, and grinded away like a symphony of erotic motions. Her mouth ripped off with a gasp then huffed into his ear. “God, please. I want you to fuck me."

Manny was pecking away at her cheek. “I said I was going to. Relax, girl."

“I can't relax when I'm so fucking horny. Don't make me wait."

He chuckled. “Sheesh. Alright. Naughty girl."

A pout from her. “Shut up."

Manny pulled himself from her embrace and knelt upright between her legs. He stuck two thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and brought them down slowly. Nikki caught her first glimpse of his onyx cock root and grinned stupidly. The rest was unveiled with teasing torpor, inch by inch, the masculine details coming to light one by one until it was finally nude. His pecker swung out in front of him like a toll bar, big and black. He made it bounce with a flex of his pelvic muscle then let it sway into place so that it could point at the beauty in front of him.

A giddy Nikki gasped softly and laid a paw on it. Instantly her digits looked small while they explored the upper half of that Herculean scepter. It burned the inner crook of her palm with a delectable warmth. The precum-glistened head flared into full girth when she tugged on it, looking like the muzzle break on a howitzer that was aimed right at her face. “Fuuuuuuuuuuck," she huffed. “I forgot how big you were."

Manny was kneeling in place, letting her go through the motions of reuniting with his monster. “Was fucking you last time not enough to let you know?"

“Tch. That was a long time ago. I needed a reminder, though I don't think I'll really know until it's inside me again." She punctuated the dare with a saucy grin and bite on the lip.

“Then how about I jog your memory?" Manny took his penis from her by putting a paw on the base and scooting backwards. He had to make a lot of room between them, and by the time there was it looked like he was about to slide backwards off the foot of the bed.

“Here, hold on," said Nikki. She was kind enough to wiggle backwards closer to the headboard where she could rest her head on a pillow.

“Thank you." Manny followed on upright knees. His dick bounced side to side along the way and lost some firmness. He resupplied with a quick and casual fluff of the paw. Nikki awaited him with legs parted almost at a 180 degree angle, flat on the bed. Her gracilis muscle jutted from the center of her thighs to form two lines that pointed directly at her gnarled cunt. It was shiny with her juices, a single strand of which bled off the slit's back corner and onto the sheet in front of her puckered tail star. “God, look at that." he huffed while jerking himself. “That's fuckin' beautiful."

“Well, don't just look at it. I know you can do a lot more than just tell me how pretty I am." One paw came into her crotch and gently raked her pussy across its burning length. “Get over here and fuck me. I'm not telling you again."

Manny rolled his tongue into a sexy growl. “Rrrrrrrr, so feisty." He crawled over and hovered over her again. They kissed twice before Manny felt her paws gripping his pole and aiming it at her cavity. Their sexes united at last, glans to vulva. The tiniest skwish echoed from between them.

A hot sigh blew out of Nikki. She looked down the cranny their bodies formed and saw his huge ebony pillar pressed into the gate of her sex. Now was her best appreciation of his enormity second to him being inside her. She bit her lip and flexed her toes. “Come on. Do it. Fuck me." She tugged on it like a leash.

“Ahhhh, alright, alright. I was working on it." He pressed forth with a sluggish push of the hips. His cockhead flattened against her flower whose wet pink petals caved in and then stretched to meet his girth. The tightest, hottest girlflesh choked him to the flare, and a great gasp was had by them both. “Oooooooooh, tight~" cooed Manny.

Nikki's head rolled back into the mattress. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Fuuuuuuck~" Looking back down to watch him continue showed the desperate look on her face. Sharp gasps and tiny whimpers would squeak out of her. More of him came drilling deep inside. When she thought he was almost done there was still half his pecker to go. It was like stuffing a barrel into herself. It felt amazing. “Huhhh! Huhhh! God! Oh FUCK! Huhhhhhh… You're so fucking big, I can't fucking deal."

Manny was dealing with the intensity of her grip. It was both pleasing and disconcerting to see how deeply her cunt lips choked into his shaft. He could feel her every pulse, clench, and quiver with the utmost sincerity. His jaw stuttered around a gasp. “Hahhh… And you feel incredible. Hohhhhh…" At last he was brought to a halt by the limit of her womanhood, the dense and jarring entrance to her womb. Nikki gasped sharply and jolted underneath him. He apologized. “Ahhh, sorry."

Her eyes were closed and her jaw was clenched. “Nnnnggggffffhhh… No… It's fine. So fucking deep… Just, be careful… Ohhhh…" She further welcomed him by taking the time to reposition her legs into a great big V with her heels over her head. Manny helped by pushing off so that her thighs provided him with the comfortable platform that was her underlap. Her calves were on his shoulders to provide a nice frame for his handsome grimacing face.

“Hi," he said.

“Nnf… Hi…" she said back.

“Comfy?"

She rubbed her legs and scoffed. “Yes… very."

“Hmmm, good girl."

He could all but see the heat in her cheeks. “Nnn, shut up."

Manny would obey, but in turn he would endow a voice into her by drawing his hips into the air. His floaty white buttocks lifted, and with it the pussy-slicked frontal inches of his pecker. It came humping forth right back to the limit. There was the raunchy squelch of compacted girlflesh, and Nikki moaned. Manny went extra slow with minute gesticulations of his thigh and glute muscles. He had to be careful not to go too deep or too hard, thus he gauged how well he was doing with the sounds and faces Nikki made.

“Ohhhh… Huhhhh! Yes… Yes…" Her eyes floated aimlessly when they were open, focusing on the mink fucking her for a moment before they would close again and she would swoon. Her legs vibrated between them. Radiant pleasure zapped the hamstrings and made her toes curl without her input. A paw made the journey to her pubis where she could feel his density piled inside her, slithering back and forth with all the weight and wrath of an anaconda. The other paw went to his abs and swam up the fluffy tundra of his trunk. “Huhhhhhh… So soft…"

Manny let out a throaty chuckle. “What are minks known for?"

She grabbed a fistful of chestfur. “Huhhhh… Yeah, I know… Personally, I… Mmm… Know them for their- Huhhh! Mmmm… their big dicks… Huhhhh…"

“Haha… Well, I think you need a bigger sample size. Mmf… I don't want you fucking some other mink fellow and being… Ngah… disappointed."

“Huhhh… If you're the only one this big… Mmm… Then I think you're the only one I'm gonna fuck."

“Mmmmmm, sounds like a plan to me."

“Nnnnnn… There's also that smell of yours. Huhhhh… I love that too. Hah…" Said smell was beginning to flow in full from Manny's backside. It slicked the furs of his inner buttocks and his backsack, adding a certain flavor to the bedroom and piling even more onto Nikki's arousal, not that it wasn't already being satiated. She took a deep whiff of it. Snifffffffff. “Nnnnnnnnn, its so fucking good."

Manny could tell by the way her pussy clenched on him so suddenly. “Hahhhh… Give it time, darling. There will be more of it soon."

“Hmmmmm… Yeah… Huhhhh… In the meantime, shut up and fuck me."

“Heh, you got it." He obeyed at that same loving pace, matching each thrust with the same depth of stroke. Nikki performed her usual theatrics while pinned beneath him, saying his name, moaning sharply, grabbing at his fur, and commenting on how fucking big he was. Soon she was asking for more, the growing effusion of mink smell having taken a hold of her mind.

“Oh fucking God… Yes… Manny, faster… Yes. Just a little… Huhhhh… I'm going to cum… Ohhhhhh…"

He played it coy. “Oh yeah? Going to cum on this cock?" At the same time he was following orders with longer withdrawals and heavier follow throughs. The bed felt it too, creaking beneath them on its frame.

Nikki's voice jumped an octave. “Huhhh! Yes! Yes, god! Huhhhhh! Huhhhhhhhh~!" She was half answering his question, half blindly squealing through the delight swelling its way towards an explosion.

“Yeeeeeeeeeesssssss," growled a sadistic Manny. “I know you're going to cum like a good girl. Come on. Do it for me. Do it for daddy." Whumpf. Whumpf. Whumpf. Whumpf.

Nikki's speech was lost in a hurricane of loud moans and blurted swear words. He was a monolith of masculinity laying claim on her manhood, drilling out a deeply hidden reserve of frustration and desire preparing to gush from the surface off his supremely crafted derrick. The back of her head thumped the mattress off a dramatic swoon. “HUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH~!!!" Every muscle inside her imploded into a storm of spasms off the burst of her orgasm. Her tummy sucked into itself. Her half-bent legs rocketed out straight down to the toe and swayed in a wild circle behind Manny's head. The reserve was spewing into a heroic gush, and Manny was still drilling.

“Theeeeeeeeere we go," he said with a strained voice as he fought through the sudden and clench of her pussy on his cock. It was what drew him to his own limit almost immediately. “Hahhhhhh… Oh, I'm cumming too. Hmmmmmmmm! Going to cum!" It was written on his face with a snarl and huff which blew hot breath onto Nikki's face.

She absorbed it with an intentional gasp. Still riding the downswing of her climax, she begged him still. “Yes. Yes. Manny, cum inside me. Huhhhh… Fucking give it to me. Ohhhhh… Yes! Yes!"

He delivered loudly in just a couple long, staggered thrusts more. “Hyyeeeeeeuuuuuuuuu-

uuuggghhhh!!!" A mighty heave of the glutes dimpled his buttocks and jammed his spurting manhood as deep as it would go. His surge of molten seed blasted her point blank and filled her within the first couple throbs until it was bubbling out from around his angrily pulsing member. Manny's agreeable face turned ugly with a grimace and a growl. Nikki matched him with a loud moan of her own as that blissful warmth billowed through and out of her chalice. A delightful fizz billowed through her core, leftover debris from her orgasm kicked into a dust cloud. The muscles in Manny's face relaxed when his climax did, and he was left panting atop her. “Ahhhh… Ahhhh… Oh fuck… Yes."

Nikki let out a merry trill through her nose as she rubbed her paws down her thighs, the conduit for her pleasure. “Mmmmmmmmm, yes. Oh, I needed that so fucking much. Huhhhh… God damn…" She laughed weakly.

Manny laughed with her. “Holds up to last time, I hope?"

“Mmmmm, and then some."

Manny got his knees beneath him so that Nikki could bring her legs back down. Her vaginal choke on his softening cock lessened, letting more of that manly ichor out onto the fur of her inner crotch. Manny took his member by the root and retreated slowly. Black cock skin shimmered in the light with her pussy cream. Out plopped the head and a curmudgeonly clot of his cum. Plllblbpphhh… “Whooo," hooted Manny. “Look at that. So pretty." He rubbed his chub over the aftermath and squeezed out a few extra pearls of his man love into the froth.

Nikki bulged her two orifices with a heave. Out globbed another slug of it with a sickening plop sound. “Oh my God," she said. One of her paws dipped into the mess and swirled the battered flesh around. “So fucking much." Her head swooned backwards with the most content smile on her face. “Mmmmm… I love it~"

Manny couldn't help but marvel at her obsidian beauty. To see his cum drooling out of her so heavily while she squirmed in pleasure was no small boon to his ego. His gaze drifted to the nightstand where a photo of Sam and Nikki together was framed. They were at a bar. Sam's head was draped atop Nikki's head and his arm was around her waist, a cute way of saying this one's mine. Manny looked back into the great white catastrophe that was piling out of Nikki's womanhood and onto the sheets where she and Sam slept. Manny grinned to himself. The girl is yours, but her pussy is mine. “I do too," he said, sincerely meaning it.

Nikki took his penis from him and rubbed it impatiently. “Got anything else in there for me?"

Manny's paws went to his hips with his arms akimbo. He watched the fitness instructor's paw make firm and possessive drifts down the whole of his shaft. It had just made her cum her brains out and yet she wanted more from it. “I mean, there certainly is, but it might take long for me to get ready."

“Give me an estimate." She sounded like someone demanding a dealer for a price.

“Ehhh, five, ten minutes. These things take time, you know." At the very least her paw was doing the right thing by maintaining a steady flow of blood.

Her chest jutted with a girly pout. “But I'm horny now."

“So impatient! You treat every man who fucks you this way? I'd hate to be your waiter at a restaurant."

“If I was that hungry, I'd be this impatient. If I was that horny- which I am -I would also, so that's how I'm treating you." Her clutch on his shaft grew more stern.

Manny winced. With the returning blood came added sensitivity to her touch which succeeded in drawing a fat bead of precum onto the sheets. “Ahh, I'm trying, sweetheart, I'm trying. Let's cuddle, at least. I don't want you tearing that thing off."

“Mmm, I have a better idea." Mercifully, she let go of him. She tried sitting up, but when she drew her legs into herself she let out a hoot. “Oooh, my legs. God, I can barely feel them."

A smirk from Manny. “And your plan is to keep it that way, isn't it?"

“Fucking right it is." She was able to turn on her butt and get on her stomach in front of him. Her breasts smeared through a cum puddle, but she hardly noticed. Her eyes were on the prize, that cum-soaked schlong which hung off Manny like a lounging python. She did not merely hold it this time, opting to bring her face within a finger's breadth and tweaking her nose with a trio of deep sniffs. Snif-snif-snif. “Mmmm, fuck." Her tail dashed through the air. She wandered her snout into the humid, funky space between his scrotum and thigh. There was that mink oil she craved so voraciously. It was greased throughout his fur, burning her nose, eyes, and mouth with its sexy spice. His cock and balls slumped down the curvature of her face while she huffed and puffed away at the noxious concoction of hot musk and raunchy booty stink. Snifff. “Hahhh…" Sniffffff. “Hahhhhhh…" Sniiffffff… “Hahhhhh, FUCK."

Manny felt her inhales scything across his fur where it was most moist with his product. It made his balls tense in their purse and his tailhole pucker. More entertaining was simply seeing her pretty face vanish inside of his nuts. “Look at you," he teased. “You're like a dog."

Sniffffffff. “Mmmmmm… Shut the fuck up." Sniffffffff.

“Dirty girl. Like smelling big cocks, do you?"

She nuzzled her way out of his sack and onto the flank of his cock. Her eyes had to uncross and focus on him. She came off with a hint of shame written on her face. “Is it that bad?"

“No. I love it. I wish more girls were adventurous like you."

“Adventurous. I don't know if I'd call it that. More like…" She interrupted herself with yet another deep sniff, this one right between the nuts. Sniiifffffff. “God. More like…" Sniffffff. “Nnnnn… More like… Fuck. I can't think."

Manny chuckled. “Take your time, darling."

Nikki did, too busy melting her brain cells on that delicious mephitis. Sniiifffffff. “Hnnnghh… God, I fucking can't." Her paw went to his penis and stroked it, causing the turgid flesh to bounce off the pommel and glaze her palms with cum. Impatience towards his erection made her kiss him on the tip. Chu. Another smooch, then another, then her maw parted and swallowed the head while it was still soft. Her paw came to a rest and held him mid-shaft like a cigar. Her mouth grip was gentle, moreso a place for his pecker to sit and soak than a tool for pleasing him, at least for now. Her purring resumed for an added bit of vibration. “Mmm. Mmm. Mmm."

She looked so serene with her eyes closed and her lips molded to his girth. Manny whispered encouragement. “Ohhhhhh, yes. Suck that cock for us, darling." He cradled her jowl with a paw which crept up the supple arc of her face. It came to her scalp and massaged through the gossamer locks, those thousands of shiny black threads falling into disarray and tickling him. In the sweetness of her mouth he achieved a full erection. It managed to jut an extra inch into her mouth, right atop that course cat tongue.

Nikki adjusted accordingly, and with a firm mouth seal around his pole she started gobbing her head forward and teasing him on the entrance to her throat. “Guck. Gulk. Gck. Gurlk. Guck. Gulk." Manny groaned his satisfaction with her efforts, though mixed in were the soft gasps and winces from having his touchy cock muscle lapped upon by her scratchy tongue barbs. She did him the favor of letting her jaw go and impaling her throat on him with just a measly thrust of her head. Her purring was cut off for a moment and replaced by a raspy and rude hocking sound. “Hhhhhkkkkhhhhhhhh-gck." Her head slid backwards without effort or resistance, then plugged itself on him again. “Uck. Ulk. Hhhhkkkhhh. Uck. Uck. Ulk."

Manny's jaw was slack. He switched from wearing an o-shaped mouth to a deep sneer. The loving cradle of her moist, hot throat helped soothe the ache in his cock vein. It also made him throb painfully. “Hooo… That's good. Careful now. Keep it up and I might cum this way."

She seemed to ignore him and continued throating just a moment longer before finally she glided off his pole. It bounced like a springboard out of her mouth from which a thickish strand of mouth milk globbed onto her chin. It was licked up promptly. She grabbed his pole by the middle and forced the tip into her cheek where it was hot and soft enough to elicit another throb. “No, we'll have none of that," she said curtly. Out of nowhere she stuck his dick into the corner of her mouth and smeared her way further down, drawing the lips back and flaring those menacing cat fangs.

It was torture. “The hell are you doing?"

“Instinct," was all she said before repeating on the opposite side of her face and the other side of his dick. Her purring was back in full as she schlubbed her face and mouth across every facet of his meat, leaving none unmarked by her salivating lips.

It was both funny and sexy in a way Manny didn't expect. The breath from her nose would beat onto his moistened cock skin and send shivers that bristled his fur. “Having fun?"

“Yeah. Just…" She gave him one long, final schlub down his pecker. “Alright. Yeah, I'm good."

His penis rang from all the rubbing. “Well, I hope you accomplished all you set out to do."

“Not yet." Nikki got up onto her knees and the two shared a kiss. “On your back for me," she whispered.

He whispered back. “You got it." Manny fell forward onto the sheet and rolled onto his back with his boner bouncing wildly. Nikki saddled him with a casual toss of her leg. One paw held his dick, the other fingered her slavering cunny. She craned himself over that ebony pillar and gently touched her quim to it. Manny held her by the hips for guidance. More weight came down on him until she was parted to his breadth.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…" She laid her paws on the tops of her thighs and made a slooooooow descent to her limit, absorbing half his length. There she sat impaled, tail whipping back and forth, the weight of all that pleasure contorting her features. “Nnnnnn… Yes~" Her paws settled on his abs with claws extended, tapping him ever so gently while her sorely stretched cunt slid its way back up, made a summit, then came back down in one fluid draw.

Manny took a deep breath and resigned to simply watching. He folded his paws underneath his head and watched her magnificence rise and fall about his monument. “Yeeeees, you like that darling, don't you?"

Her head swooned in the direction of his voice. She saw nothing beyond those half-lidded eyes. “Ohhhh, fuck… You have no fucking idea. Ohhhh… Ohhh… Yes. It's amazing." Her jaw would jerk open with a gasp and her chest would jut forward, blaring him with those candy pink teats.

“Mmmmm, I know it is. Hnn… You're so beautiful. You're a goddess."

A smile pulled at her lips. “Ahhhh… Thank you. Mmmm… You make me feel like one. Ohhhhh…"

“And you make me feel like a King. Does that Sam ever make you feel this good?"

Her eyes floated open at the mention of her boyfriend, the man she planned on marrying. She'd managed to forget all about him; Manny had fucked the memory right out of her. A torpid scoff hissed through her teeth. “No. What do you think? Huhhhh…"

“No, I wouldn't think so, not with how addicted you are to my cock."

A sultry smile. “Mmmmmmm, addicted is right. Ohhhh… I love it."

“Yeah, that's a good girl. Ride that dick and tell me how good it is."

She started off with a doleful exhale and shudder. Her expression twisted and her head swooned to the cadence of her ode. “Huhhhhhh… I love it so much… Ohhh… It feels so good. God, it's amazing… Huhhh… So fucking big… Oh my GOD… Ohhhh… Yes… Feels so fucking good inside me… Huhhhh… I wanna ride it forever. Fuck! Huhhhh… It's gonna make me cum… again… Oh God… Yes… Yes~"

“Thaaaaaat's a good girl," cooed Manny. His paws came out from beneath his head and began massaging her lithe hips as they maneuvered up and down. “Do daddy a favor and cum on this dick again. Ride it like the good girl that you are."

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!" Nikki raced to obey by putting the tip of her middle finger to her clit and rubbing it into a tight circle. Pressed into the phallic immensity buried so deeply just behind it brought her pleasure into a crescendo, spiking her voice up with it. A sudden spasm in her tummy made it implode. Her hips bucked and the muscles in her thighs bulged magnificently. Her riding escalated into a heroic bounce. The finger hooking at her pearl turned into a blur. She humped as hard and as fast as her climax approached. The backwards toss of her head catapulted her wails at the ceiling. “HUHHH! YES! YES! OH FUCK! MANNY! MANNY! HUHHHHH! HUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH~!!!"

Manny bit his lip through the brunt of her efforts. He helped her along with a tight grip on her hips and words of encouragement all but shouted so that she could hear them. “Yes. That's it! Come on! Hahhhhh… Good girl! Cum for me! Cum on this dick!" A wince. “Hyaaahhhhhh! Do it! Huhhhhh! Ah shit! Fuck! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh-~!!!"

His growing roar was joined in by a shrieking caterwaul from her. Their orgasms exploded in tandem, each feeding into the other. Manny let rip another set of ropes into her feminism which set off a violently feminine quake. Manny's hips rocketed skyward with a brutal clench of the buttocks. Nikki had to catch herself mid-climax so as not to go timbering over. Paws on his convulsing abs, she fell into a hunched shape while everything below the waist blossomed into a tendon-rattling burst of spasms.

The last bit of seed spat into her warmth, and Manny's ass fell back onto the mattress. Nikki was still in the thick of it, jittering on his cock while it sat pressed into that super-sensitive limit. She whimpered and cried out uncontrollably. “Oh God! Oh God! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Huhhh! Yes! Oh God! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…"

A gasping Manny had gone blind, it seemed. He had to blink himself back into reality and remember where he was before there came some exhausted laughter. “Hahhhhh! Ohhhhhh, si! Si, è stato meraviglioso!" He held Nikki by her upper back and eased her down on top of him so that they were chest to chest, lungs swelling, hearts pounding in juxtaposition. He smooched her cheek blindly. “How was that, darling? Feel good?"

A barely responsive Nikki grabbed his shoulder fur and pulled on it. She was fighting through a shivering numbness throughout her lower body, the aftershock of an epicenter between her legs where Manny's cock was still buried. It started going soft, and out bubbled a clot of nut that made her jolt. “Haaa-aaaa-aaa-ahhhhhh… Oh fuck… Ohhhhhhhhhhh my God. Yes… Huhhhh… Yeah, that was pretty fucking good." She licked her lips. She was suddenly very parched. “Mmmmmmm, holy shit."

“Mmmmm, yes. I agree. Hahhhhh…" He wrapped those beefy arms around her and hugged tightly. The pair made out tenderly, albeit without much energy given their spent reserves. The air was rife with the stench of sex, musk, and sweat. Nikki would loudly huff at it between kisses.

“Fuck," she said after peeling from his mouth. “God dammit. I can't feel my legs. Hahhhhh… I don't think I've ever came that hard in my life. Oh my God."

Manny gave her a double-handed grope on the ass and chuckled. “Happy to supply for you, darling. That boyfriend of yours ever done something like that for you before?"

Sam's mention snapped her out of the high. She all but scowled at Manny. “Don't talk about him. Not right now."

“Alright, alright. I'm sorry."

Nikki laid her head on his collar and hugged him. “It's alright."

The duo lay in the wake of their adultery for a few minutes more, nuzzling, kissing, pinching, and purring. “We really ought to get up," Manny reluctantly suggested at one point. “You'll need to clean these sheets."

Nikki squirmed and pouted. “I don' wanna."

“I don't either, but we can't stay here forever, now can we?"

She sighed. “No, no we can't."

He smooched the top of her head and patted her back. “Come on. Why don't you show me your bathroom and we can get clean together."

Her cat tail did a flick. “That sounds nice." She was able to peel herself from him and scoot to the edge of the bed. “God… My legs still feel funky." A grimace pulled at her face as she rubbed her cunt. “And you did a number on my pussy. Fuck, I can tell this is gonna suck for a while."

Manny sat up and did a big stretch. “Mmmmmmmmmf! Ahhh, it didn't hurt last time?"

“I mean, it did, but it was still worth it." She slid off the bed and got her shaky legs beneath her. An ungodly snail trail of Manny's nut drooled all the way from her clam to the carpet between her feet. She plugged it with her paw. “So fucking gross."

Manny scoffed. “That wasn't what you were saying when you were begging for it."

Nikki staggered towards her clothes. “Shut up." She reapplied her panties to stem the tide and made her way to the master bathroom. Manny followed in the nude with his gaze naturally fixed to her butt. The bathroom she led him to was appropriately enormous, featuring beige marble tiles, matching counters, a tub that consumed the entire yonder wall with a panoramic window view of the city, and a full body walk-in shower. Nikki sauntered towards the latter. She peeled out of her cum-soaked panties and stepped through the glass door. With a push of the button every faucet on the walls surrounding her sprayed forth a misty drizzle. It fell on her from every direction, shrinking her black fur into her form. She turned around and beckoned him with those nightly orange eyes. “Joining me, daddy?"

Manny grinned. “Don't mind if I do." He strode into the shower and closed the door behind him. Nikki hit a button on the touchscreen interface, clouding the smart glass behind him so that their remaining sins would be blurred to the outside world. He joined her in the spray where they wrapped bodies and kissed. In the streams dribbling off their athletic contours was the intense afterburn of their lovemaking. Manny's penis hung limp between them, the soreness dripping off it. Nikki would ache and grimace for some time to come but still conjoined with him in the blissful yin-yang of warm-cool, black fur-white fur. There would be no more mashing sexes or raunchy words, just smooth whispers and meshed lips. They were alone in there, with no one to see them or interrupt.

It took a while, but they actually started to clean themselves. They took joy in scrubbing each other and building up a nice sud, fleeting as it was thanks to the omnidirectional spray. Free of any musk, sweat, or dried cum, the pair exited the shower and dried off. A giggle was had when they saw each other's coats in a great frizz. Back in the bedroom Manny got dressed while Nikki sat on the edge of her bed in a luxuriously huge and fluffy white bathrobe. She was watching him from behind as he drew his shorts up his legs when she asked rather suddenly, “Will I see you again?"

Manny looked over his shoulder at her. “I'm sorry?"

“I said will I ever see you again? I mean, like… Will we ever do this again?"

Manny paused for a moment. Paws on the flaps of his shorts, he had to stop and think. “I don't know," he said. “I hadn't thought about it. I don't think it's a good idea."

She looked despondent. “Yeah, I think so too."

He turned around. “I mean, not that it isn't nice, it's just…"

“It's not smart to start an affair," she said for him. “Too risky."

He nodded grimly. “Yeah. We're risking enough by having me here."

“Yeah, I know. I just… Really wanted you to be here."

He nodded. “So did I. I'm still glad I came."

Nikki got up from the bed and strode up to him. He was wrapped in a fluffy embrace and felt the lightest push in the chest from where her head made a nest of him. “Me too. I'm gonna delete your number from my phone. You should do the same."

He hugged her back. “I will."

“And if I ever see you again at the grocery store, I won't say anything."

“Neither will I."

“And when Sam's away on business, I won't try anything else."

“Yeah, that's the right thing to do."

She rubbed his back. “Thanks for coming over, Manny. It was nice seeing you."

He smiled and squeezed her tightly. “It was nice seeing you too. Thank you for having me over."

The pair kissed one more time, then Nikki saw Manny out. It was close to dusk, and the streetlights were all turning on. Manny got in his car. When he looked towards the house, he didn't see Nikki at the door or any of the windows. [She's probably looking for her phone so she can delete my number.]

That reminded him of his own phone. After starting the car, he drew it out of his pocket. Nikki's number was still in his messages. The chat was nothing besides her address. Her identity at the top was just a number, not a name. It should've stayed that way up until the moment he deleted the chat from his phone, never to hear from it again.

Manny didn't do that. After looking at that singular message for a moment, he tucked the phone back into his pocket and drove off. He wondered how long it would be until his next trip to the grocery store. He wondered how long it would be until Sam's next business trip. He wondered if when either of those things happened, he would see Nikki and if she'd say something to him. Either way, her number remained on his phone.

Manny assumed his number would stay on Nikki's too. He assumed correctly.

THE END