{"sf1_id":138909,"sf2_id":"rm8B7YW1","title":"Office Mates","author":"yuri-bloodfang","words":951,"posted_at":"2010-04-13T03:39:00.000Z","tags":["M/F","Office","Raccoon","Sex","Vixen"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/138909-office-mates","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8B7YW1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a6/5b/a65bf4b8-2d61-42f6-9a4d-0e22b29fa0e3","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe sound of the pen slapping against the table disrupts the concentration of the raccoon as he pours over the case in front of him.\u0026nbsp; He looks up from the scattered papers on his desk and peers over his shoulder at his officemate.\u0026nbsp; 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.\u0026nbsp; German smiles at the vixen while setting his own pen down.\u0026nbsp; \"Problems, Aurora?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe grumbles at first but then replies, \"I can't figure this damn calc!\u0026nbsp; I'm screwing up somewhere on the payments and can't figure it out.\"\u0026nbsp; The wheels of his chair roll across the clear plastic carpet protector as he moves over to her desk.\u0026nbsp; \"All the payments from the Disbursement Unit show up and so do the tax hits.\u0026nbsp; But the amounts are still off!\"\u0026nbsp; She huffs loudly and grunts.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGerman smiles, \"Just relax.\u0026nbsp; You'll figure it out.\"\u0026nbsp; She growls at his unhelpful response.\u0026nbsp; \"Here...\"\u0026nbsp; 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.\u0026nbsp; 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.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Mmm, gods, German... You're incredible and know just what I need...\"\u0026nbsp; Her eyes close from the pleasure.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe raccoon smiles as he feels the vixen relax beneath his fingers.\u0026nbsp; And the view draws in his eyes like a black hole draws in the very light of the stars.\u0026nbsp; No matter how many times she teases him his eyes always lock on the exposed cleavage.\u0026nbsp; Her head rolls back a little providing him the perfect amount of torment.\u0026nbsp; The wonderfully fragrant aroma of Aurora's perfume calms his nerves as he administers another of his famous neck rubs.\u0026nbsp; Only he does something he shouldn't.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAfter nearly ten minutes of working over her neck and shoulders, he slowly begins working his hands down the front of her shoulders.\u0026nbsp; Down, down they drop until they slide over the exposed portion of her breasts.\u0026nbsp; Now his muzzle touches the edge of her ear and his breath teases some blonde strands of her hair.\u0026nbsp; Shivers run all over her body as he rubs her ear, lightly nibbling along the edge.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThen with a long drawn-out motion, his hands disappear inside her white shirt and dip within the cups of her white lace bra.\u0026nbsp; She moans as his fingers wrap around her furry orbs, cupping and squeezing her mountains.\u0026nbsp; 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.\u0026nbsp; The vixen giggles and squirms when his fingers scratch and pinch the hardened nubs on her breasts.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You're making me wet...\" she whispers as his head drops to her neck.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis breath bathes her neck as he whispers back, \"And you're making me hard.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe vixen whimpers and slowly opens her eyes, looking at him out of the corner of an eye.\u0026nbsp; She grins, \"Show me.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You first.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer black hands touch the hem of her knee-length metallic blue skirt, drawing it painstakingly-slow up her long legs.\u0026nbsp; She giggles as she watches his reaction, his eyes widening when she reveals her pink crotchless panties.\u0026nbsp; Her petals glisten with dew while the aroma of her damp sex fills their noses.\u0026nbsp; German's mouth opens slightly as her fingers brush over herself, parting her lips for him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe pants in his ear, \"Be quick, German baby.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis hands slip from her bra while she pushes the file further back on her desk.\u0026nbsp; Aurora quickly pushes her chair away and sits on the edge of her desk, legs spread and waiting for the male.\u0026nbsp; German wastes no time in unzipping and fishing out the erect member between his legs.\u0026nbsp; Her body eagerly gobbles up his meat as he steps to her.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA pleasure-filled sigh escapes her lips as he sinks all the way inside her velvety interior.\u0026nbsp; \"Gods, German, we should've done this sooner, big boy!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe 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.\u0026nbsp; The smells and sounds of their romp push German faster than he hoped.\u0026nbsp; Aurora's lips find his neck and she suckles as her fingernails scratch up inside the back of his shirt.\u0026nbsp; Her teeth sink into his flesh as her body bucks against him.\u0026nbsp; German gasps and grunts as he gives a hard, final thrust, emptying his sack within her as she convulses around him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs the afterglow fades, the two gaze into each others eyes.\u0026nbsp; Aurora blushes, \"Oh baby!\u0026nbsp; Quick but SO incredible!\u0026nbsp; Please tell me I can have more later?\"\u0026nbsp; German grins and nods before kissing her, scratching his fingers across the back of her neck.\u0026nbsp; She sighs as their lips part.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Oh German!\" she whispers.\u0026nbsp; \"German!\" she says louder.\u0026nbsp; \"GERMAN!\"\u0026nbsp; The raccoon jumps from his chair, racking his knees against the metal underside of his desk.\u0026nbsp; He blinks and looks around the shared cubicle.\u0026nbsp; \"You were snoring!\"\u0026nbsp; Reality slowly takes the place of the heated fantasy as he drops back into the cushioned chair, rubbing his bruised knees.\u0026nbsp; \"Must've been a hot dream but don't you think you should get some work done before our manager comes around?\"\u0026nbsp; His shaking hand finds his pen and the fog fades from his mind as he returns to the case in front of him.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}