Switch Arrangements
#2 of One-hour stories
"Yeah, that's it..." she said, rubbing behind the ears of her wolf boy.
"Mmmf," he said, muffled and indistinct as he tried to speak around the mouthful of fox cock.
It was a nice arrangement, she thought. He got to stay here, rent free, while he tried to find a new job... and she got a personal fucktoy.
And he was a fun little fucktoy. Every morning, she got a warm and wet wakeup, him either licking her awake or taking care of her morning wood... and at night, she got railed, screwed until exhausted. He was packing, and he knew how to use it.
"Such a good little fucktoy," she said, giving voice to her thoughts.
This got him to pull his head off of her, though. "I'm not," he said.
"No? Then what do you call our little arrangement here?"
"Benefits," he said vaguely.
"Seems I get more of the 'benefit' than you do," she teased.
"Just until I get a job," he said, and then he moved back in, taking her foxcock in his mouth and sucking on it, bobbing back and forth a bit.
She mmmed. "Though I do need to ask..."
He looked up at her.
"No, no, don't get up," she said, reaching down and pushing on the back of his head. "Keep it up. I'm close. I'm just thinking out loud."
"When you do get a new job," she said, when he continued what he was doing. "Do you think... well, what are you going to do?"
"Hmm?" he said, one hand playing with her balls.
"I mean, there's a room and a bed here if you- oh gods..." she trailed off as she flooded his mouth.
He waited, patiently, till she was done, gulping down the foxcum that came forth. It wasn't bad tasting. "I dunno," he said, finally, once he'd finished drinking from her. "I hadn't thought that far ahead yet."
"I mean, I wouldn't say no to an actual roommate," she said, once she'd recovered a bit.
There wasn't much talk after that. She started getting dressed, while he did the other thing she liked in the mornings: getting himself off.
There was just something that appealed to her about it, watching the well-built wolf masturbate in front of her. It'd been humiliating the first couple of times for him, but he got used to it, and eventually got into it.
Within a couple of minutes, he came as well, ropes of sticky wolf seed shooting over his chest.
"Quite nice," she commented, currently brushing her hair out. "You'd think you hadn't just dumped that same load size in me last night."
"Might have another one, if-"
"Sorry, if we do that, then I'll need to clean up again and I'll never make it into work..."
She left, shortly after that. Boring office job at a boring office. She had her idle fantasies about it being sexy work in a sexy office, but in reality it remained spreadsheets and phone calls.
When she got home, though, that was when the fantasy started again. Another of her fantasies... the hunky wolf, in the kitchen, cooking dinner, tail raised, with an apron on.. And nothing else.
It did not take her long before she was taking advantage of that, nearly balls deep in him.
"And how was your day," he said, somewhat sarcastically as he was getting railed, having to hold onto the counter to steady the two of them.
"Boring, as usual. Glad to be home."
It didn't take her long, she was pent up. She slammed her knot into him, tying him, and a few last thrusts had her releasing her second load of the day up his tailhole.
He hadn't come yet, though. That was for later. She'd lie in bed and he would be the one taking her, his preference and his pace, taking the lead. She liked it both ways, being on top and being on bottom, giving and taking.
"I've got some news," he said, a couple of minutes later. She was still tied to him, clinging to his back.
"Hmm?"
"I got a job offer."
Her heart sank a bit.
This was a good thing, though! ... Or at least, she told herself that. This was always supposed to be a temporary thing. She was just helping him get back on his feet, and if she got to have a little fun with the 'living arrangements', that was just a side benefit.
But she knew she was going to miss it, still.
"That's great!" she said. "What do they have you doing?"
"Security work," he replied, stirring dinner. "Double-shifts on weekends... only adding up to part time. Not really enough to get my own place..."
"So... roommates, then?" her hopes rose a bit. It might not be the same 'arrangement', but he'd still be around. She'd grown fond of his presence, even besides his availability as a warm hole and/or a hard cock... though hopefully there'd still be some of both of those.
"Yeah, but... not sure it's really enough to pay half the rent here, if I want to still have some left over to rebuild my savings. Though I think I could swing, oh... two sevenths of the rent? And have a corresponding new arrangement?"
She blinked. "Two sevenths? A new arrangement?"
"Yeah, so I figure, since you're working during the week, and I'm working during the weekend..."
"Yeah, that's it..." he said, rubbing behind the ears of his fox girl.
"Mmmf," she said, muffled and indistinct as she tried to speak around the mouthful of wolf cock.
It was a nice arrangement. The other five days out of the week, he was the one waking her up with oral attention, and ready and waiting when she came home ready to blow off steam. But saturdays and sundays, the roles were reversed.
And they both loved it, either way.