Office Mates
The sound of the pen slapping against the table disrupts the concentration of the raccoon as he pours over the case in front of him. He looks up from the scattered papers on his desk and peers over his shoulder at his officemate. The blonde vixen reclines in her chair, rubbing her temples with her slender black fingers, her ears pulled back against her golden curls in irritation and frustration. German smiles at the vixen while setting his own pen down. "Problems, Aurora?"
She grumbles at first but then replies, "I can't figure this damn calc! I'm screwing up somewhere on the payments and can't figure it out." The wheels of his chair roll across the clear plastic carpet protector as he moves over to her desk. "All the payments from the Disbursement Unit show up and so do the tax hits. But the amounts are still off!" She huffs loudly and grunts.
German smiles, "Just relax. You'll figure it out." She growls at his unhelpful response. "Here..." Slipping from his chair, the raccoon moves behind the vixen and places his hands on her shoulders in the same manner he's done so many times before. Aurora instantly knows what treat he stands ready to give her and she sighs as his fingers begin the gentle yet forceful rubbing of her tightened muscles.
"Mmm, gods, German... You're incredible and know just what I need..." Her eyes close from the pleasure.
The raccoon smiles as he feels the vixen relax beneath his fingers. And the view draws in his eyes like a black hole draws in the very light of the stars. No matter how many times she teases him his eyes always lock on the exposed cleavage. Her head rolls back a little providing him the perfect amount of torment. The wonderfully fragrant aroma of Aurora's perfume calms his nerves as he administers another of his famous neck rubs. Only he does something he shouldn't.
After nearly ten minutes of working over her neck and shoulders, he slowly begins working his hands down the front of her shoulders. Down, down they drop until they slide over the exposed portion of her breasts. Now his muzzle touches the edge of her ear and his breath teases some blonde strands of her hair. Shivers run all over her body as he rubs her ear, lightly nibbling along the edge.
Then with a long drawn-out motion, his hands disappear inside her white shirt and dip within the cups of her white lace bra. She moans as his fingers wrap around her furry orbs, cupping and squeezing her mountains. Black hands tremble as they move to her shirt and slowly unhook button after button until the shirt lies open, exposing her body to his eyes. The vixen giggles and squirms when his fingers scratch and pinch the hardened nubs on her breasts.
"You're making me wet..." she whispers as his head drops to her neck.
His breath bathes her neck as he whispers back, "And you're making me hard."
The vixen whimpers and slowly opens her eyes, looking at him out of the corner of an eye. She grins, "Show me."
"You first."
Her black hands touch the hem of her knee-length metallic blue skirt, drawing it painstakingly-slow up her long legs. She giggles as she watches his reaction, his eyes widening when she reveals her pink crotchless panties. Her petals glisten with dew while the aroma of her damp sex fills their noses. German's mouth opens slightly as her fingers brush over herself, parting her lips for him.
She pants in his ear, "Be quick, German baby."
His hands slip from her bra while she pushes the file further back on her desk. Aurora quickly pushes her chair away and sits on the edge of her desk, legs spread and waiting for the male. German wastes no time in unzipping and fishing out the erect member between his legs. Her body eagerly gobbles up his meat as he steps to her.
A pleasure-filled sigh escapes her lips as he sinks all the way inside her velvety interior. "Gods, German, we should've done this sooner, big boy!"
The raccoon sets a quick as his hips begin slapping against her in the heated attempt to bring about that glorious mind-numbing release of pent-up sexual energy. The smells and sounds of their romp push German faster than he hoped. Aurora's lips find his neck and she suckles as her fingernails scratch up inside the back of his shirt. Her teeth sink into his flesh as her body bucks against him. German gasps and grunts as he gives a hard, final thrust, emptying his sack within her as she convulses around him.
As the afterglow fades, the two gaze into each others eyes. Aurora blushes, "Oh baby! Quick but SO incredible! Please tell me I can have more later?" German grins and nods before kissing her, scratching his fingers across the back of her neck. She sighs as their lips part.
"Oh German!" she whispers. "German!" she says louder. "GERMAN!" The raccoon jumps from his chair, racking his knees against the metal underside of his desk. He blinks and looks around the shared cubicle. "You were snoring!" Reality slowly takes the place of the heated fantasy as he drops back into the cushioned chair, rubbing his bruised knees. "Must've been a hot dream but don't you think you should get some work done before our manager comes around?" His shaking hand finds his pen and the fog fades from his mind as he returns to the case in front of him.