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During times of particularly high stress and a very low rate of sleep, Tuska often went down to the airport's bar to find some consolation in some alcohol. Since it was the only thing that she could have other than sex that would allow her to get some rest, it was often the default thing to do. Though there were times that she would find herself enjoying the company of any guy that would spark up a conversation with her. It often lead to her bringing strangers up to her room for some of the activity that she craved so often.

The husky had just sat down and ordered a beer when she felt the presence of someone unfamiliar to her slide into the seat to her right. He was a towering equine, someone that she hadn't ever seen before but she could tell from his muscular physique that he worked as part of the boarding crew on cargo flights out of the airport. He was likely an employee of some company that was conducting business in the city and would be shipping out soon.

Tuska turned her face to him and he met her sidelong glance and smiled. She smiled as well and her curled tail began to wag behind her. "I don't think I've seen you around before. Are you new here?" she asked, knowing fully what his answer would be.

"Yeah, I'm a coordinator with Jaytallium. It's my last night here so I thought I'd come down for a drink," he replied, his voice deep and soothing to her ears. She murred at its sound and she bit her lip.

"Oh boy, you get to escape this boring place? I'm jealous," she murmured and took a sip from her dark bottle.

"Aw, it's not all boring here. Plenty of gorgeous women around." The equine gestured to the lone barkeeper to get his attention and ordered a drink. Meanwhile Tuska made a show of turning herself around to look back into the confines of the bar. It was mainly populated with other men, huskies to be more exact. Most of them knew about her, and so none bothered to be as brave as this gentlemen. She knew what the horse's game was, how he was meaning to flatter her with such a comment. She had to play it off like it worked.

The husky turned back to the stud and she gave him a crooked smile and a raised eyebrow. He smirked and winked in return as a brown bottle was slid to him. He took it and gave a deep drink. When he set it back down, he turned and spoke. "I really hope I'm not bothering you. You looked like you could use some company is all."

"Company is nice, thank you very much. My name's Tuska," she said and offered her paw to him.

"I'm Ross. It's very nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

"So are you a part of a sled team here?" he asked with an inviting and warm smile.

"Oh, uh, yeah. My team is on hiatus at the moment on account of the warm weather," she lied expertly. She had to be careful not to sound too desperate for sex. Being too forward could scare a guy off, as unlikely as it was. There was also the possibility this guy was just being a pleasant person for company, in which case she couldn't waste time with trying to discern his motive, she had to get some sort of a reason out of him.

"Is being a part of a sled team all it is cracked up to be?" He looked at her as he sipped from his beer.

"It has it's up and downs." She was playing with her own bottle and the small amount of liquid the sloshed around on its bottom. "For example, on the off season I tend to get awfully lonely. My team is off doing their own thing, so I don't quite have the company that I'm used to," she mumbled and rested her chin on her palm.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear," he mused and regarded his own half filled bottle.

"It's the main reason I come down here," she continued. "It's nice having some company, you know? I don't suppose you'd be at all interested in joining me for some old sled pulling stories back at my place, would you?" She sipped back the last of what was on her bottle and then turned to the equine to give him the biggest puppy dog eyes she could manage.

The request had taken the horse by considerable surprise. He paused while he listened and then blinked in stunned silence as he slowly caught her gaze again. "Uh, sure. Why not?" He quickly down the rest of his bottle and left a few bills on the counter. When he turned in his seat to get up he found that Tuska was already starting for the exit. "Lead the way," he mumbled under his breath.

Tuska made sure to keep a fair pace while being sure not to lose her new found company. It was only a short walk down some hallways and then a ride up an elevator and they were back at the crew quarters. It was during these minutes of him following her that she was able to gauge how he felt towards her.

He pretty much fell into every category that she was looking for. She could feel him checking out her well toned ass as they went along. His gaze was hungry and she knew that he knew that he was going to get laid. She could practically hear the blood rushing to his cock and that thought made her smirk.

Once to her apartment, she barged in and swished her tail from side to side in an excited manner. Ross trotted in and silently closed the door behind him. He had been quiet for the whole walk to get there and it was much of the same as he looked around the inside of the room. When he stepped in farther he came to realize that her accommodation was rather small, not that he cared. For some reason sled teams and their members had been painted as rock stars or something to that affect. He didn't expect an efficiency apartment to be where one might live.

When his eyes turned back to Tuska, he found her lying back on her bed. He tilted his head as he came nearer and his eyes found her's again. "So, about those exciting sled stories."

"The sled stories can wait," she said and then sat up. She unabashedly grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head. The stallion was stunned into silence again when the husky woman decided to show off her large breasts to him. She smirked as she saw his expression. "I'm more into having some company for the first time in a while. I hope you don't mind?"

"Not at all." The stud's eyes were fixated on her tits and how surprisingly perky they were. She smirked when she saw how encapsulated he was in them and she was happy to see that she had caught him hook, line, and sinker.

"So my shirt's off, why isn't yours?" Tuska tilted her head while still maintaining eye contact with her guest. Ross gave a nervous chuckle.

"Fair enough." He brought his hands down to the hem of his own shirt, of which had been tucked into his pants, and steadily pulled it over his head. She murred at the sight of his naked upper half. He was nice and muscular, his abs showed a clean washboard appeal and his bare arms were swelled like he was hiding melons beneath his skin. In a lot of ways, he reminded her of Arthur...

Tuska shook her head quickly to dispel the thought and flopped to her back on the mattress. "You ready to raise the stakes?" she asked as she began to hastily pull away her bottoms, underwear and all. They were shoved down to her ankle and then off so that they fell in a lump on the floor. Entirely exposed to the male, she sat back up and crossed a leg over the other and beamed mischievously at him.

Clearly not used to such brazen forwardness, Ross balked at how eager she was to be without clothing and even how eager she was to get him to do the same. Though he wasn't one to show weakness or back down from a challenge, he swallowed his hesitation and swiftly undid the front of his pants.

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