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Office Work

Chapter Two

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

6th June, 2019

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Ruth closed down her PC, then rubbed her aching eyes and blinked a few times, before she pushed back her chair and stood up, smoothing down her clothing and retrieving her purse from her office desk. Work was finally closing down for the day, and nothing Ruth wanted more, than to go home, strip off and have a long, hot shower - let all the stress and anxiety of the day sluice away from her, but first, she had a dinner date with her beloved at a fancy restaurant he had discovered on a business meeting a week before.

*

Steve peered over the menu at Ruth, who frowned and kept trailing a claw over the menu lists, trying to decide what vegetarian meal she desired. Steve sipped his drink, watching the growing confusion and despair written like a billboard on Ruth's face, as she kept turning the laminated pages back and forth, her forehead creasing in growing consternation.

"Do you trust me love?" Steve finally asked, as he placed a furred finger on the top of the menu and pushed it down.

"Of course I do!" Ruth laughed nervously, reaching back and unclasping her ears, which sprang upright, then twitched too and fro.

"Then let me order something - delicious - for you..." Steve gestured and the waiter approached, his manners impeccable and formal, stiff nature amusing both anthropomorphic people.

Steve rattled off the desired entrees, meals and deserts, then a fine white wine he was sure would accompany the meal, before the waiter bowed respectfully and headed towards the kitchen.

"There, was that so hard?" Steve smiled, as he rested his chin on his paws, gazing adoringly at his partner, who sat opposite him.

"I just can't decide - " Ruth confessed, as she laughed nervously and flattened her ears. "It must drive you mad at times, having to wait hand and foot on me..."

"I'd wait until the ends of time love, you know that and I - urk -"

Steve's knees struck the underside of the table, rocking it, as Ruth continued gazing at him, the leathery toes of her feet pressing and rubbing against his groin.

"Something wrong honey?" Ruth smiled sweetly, cocking one eyebrow inquisitively.

"Stop that you little - " Steve grunted, as he squirmed and swallowed the rising lump in his throat.

"Stop - " Ruth whispered, as she ground her slender foot paw against his groin with more intensity. "What?"

"Keep it up - and we'll skip dinner and there will be a kangaroo shaped dent in the hood of the car..." Steve grunted, as he squirmed helplessly under Ruth's ticklish foot.

"Oh, is that so?" Ruth smiled widely, her eyes adopting the sweet, innocent look that had melted Steve's heart when they were both teenagers. "So it's perfectly fine for you - to tease me during office hours, but afterwards, its a different thing altogether? I see how it is..."

Ruth ground her middle toe against Steve's trouser covered groin, letting him feel the long, sharp talon at the end, as she quirked an eyebrow again, then lowered her foot as the waiter approached with their entrees.

"You just wait - " Steve muttered, wiping at his moth with a napkin, removing the drool that had slicked his muzzle fur.

"Promises, promises - " Ruth giggled shyly, before she nodded her thanks to the waiter, who bowed and respectfully backed away, before returning to the kitchen.

Steve clinked glasses with Ruth, who picked up her straw and swirled the wine for a moment, before taking a delicate sip, her eyes closing as she sighed in pleasure.

"Do you approve of my selection love?" Steve asked, as he twirled the wine in his glass and inhaled the fragrance.

"Very much so, if the food is half as good as this wine - " Ruth shivered and gently put the glass down. "I know something else that's much more to my liking however..."

Raising both eyebrows the lapine laughed quietly, before leaning across the table, taking Ruth's left paw and gently turning it so the palm was up, before kissing the paw pads delicately. "Now who has a one track mind? Dinner first my love, you know I'd prefer some more weight on you, you know!"

Ruth looked down at herself, then sighed and rolled her eyes dramatically. "Trying to turn me into some overweight monster?"

"Not at all sweety, you've just been working so hard, the stress and anxiety I feel every night when you get home hours after me - you're just not eating properly, and it shows - you can't hide the truth love, in the past month you've dropped about five kilograms, and believe me, I've noticed." Steve looked into Ruth's eyes, capturing her gaze and holding her transfixed.

Ruth blinked, then sipped from her straw and nodded slowly, a weak smile playing at the edges of her furred lips.

"With responsibility comes work, which leads to more responsibility and - " Ruth trailed off, then sighed and shivered, putting down her wine glass again. "Work is done with, can we not talk about it please?"

"I know a job I like do it, its a lot of hard, thankless work..." Steve grinned at her, trailing a claw tip across Ruth's palm.

"Oh, please - " Ruth giggled like a schoolgirl. "You call that working?"

"When we get home tonight, I guess we'll find out young doe..." Steve chuckled and kissed her palm, then released her as he seen the waiter approaching with their dinner.

"Sure we will - " Ruth smiled sweetly, but the glinting in her eyes promised something else entirely.

*

Ruth stepped into their bedroom, before she unbuttoned her bodice, then slipped out of it, before she began reaching back to unzip the blouse, but Steve stepped up behind her and undone it for her, then slid his furred fingers beneath the straps and slid it down her arms.

"Mmm, thank you - " Ruth shuddered, as she placed the bodice and blouse to the side on the clothes hamper, before bending over to touch her toes, intentionally lifting her tail up and making Steve grunt appreciatively. "Now now, I heard that - be patient my love, good things come if you exercise restraint..."

"Oh, I'll restrain you alright little doe - " Steven grunted, as he moved in behind the crouching kangaroo, then wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her backwards, so Ruth felt the growing arousal pressed under her tail. His tight trousers beginning to stretch and the stitching straining.

Ruth giggled and squirmed, grinding her hips back against Steve, who trembled from head to foot, whilst Ruth began slipping her fingers beneath the waist band of her panties and sensuously sliding them down her furred thighs. Steve moaned and then pulled Ruth tighter, making her squeal and giggle as Steve unzipped his trousers, then slid them and his underwear down to his thighs, before his impressive length sprang up, slapping against Ruth's tail, a premature spurt of pre-come spattering the underside of her tail.

"Hey, easy there bucky - " Ruth giggled, as she squirmed out of Steve's grip and crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her long foot on the floor. "At least entertain the thought of pleasurable foreplay first hmm?"

"I can't help it - " Steve chuckled as he shed his shirt and threw it over a nearby chair

He picked up Ruth, the kangaroo draping her forearms over her lovers shoulders, as he carried her to the bed and lay her down on her back, then stood over her, caressing his pale member and gazing adoringly down at the naked kangaroo before him.

"Such temptations - do I want a buck, or do I want a doe?" Steve pondered, one paw scratching at his right ear in thought.

Ruth squirmed, her own blood beginning to sing with her arousal, as she gazed lovingly at her partners penis, then she licked her lips with her soft tongue and a deep tremble ran through her.

"Such a decision - " Steve muttered, as he straddled Ruth's legs and began tenderly caressing and stroking the tight pouch, encouraging Ruth to relax the muscles for which she happily obliged her beloved partner.

Steve gently massaged the pouch, amazed at how far it could open, and its surprising depth. He used one paw to lightly caress, massage and stroke the pouch, the other he teasingly trailed down Ruth's belly and fluttered his fingers over the quivering cloaca. With a delicate touch, he used his index and ring fingers to splay open the cloaca folds, his middle finger playfully explored the outer folds, before gently working its way inwards., the fur quickly growing slick and wet as Ruth gasped and her paws contracted on the bed, her long claws gripping the coverlet.

"That's it little doe, you just lie back and enjoy yourself - " Steve snickered, as he twisted and flicked his fingers, watching as Ruth began panting and trembling, unable to stop her own libido from climbing.

"I - " Ruth gasped, as she squirmed helplessly, lost in the pleasures of her beloved partners skilled fingers.

Steve smiled, his ears draped over his shoulders and he continued tickling, caressing and masturbating Ruth, before she looked up at him, a deep, predatory gleam in her eyes, before she twisted her legs and he grunted in alarm as she gripped his penis between her feet, the leathery pads pressing deep as she constricted her foot tendons.

"Urk - " Steve gasped, his muzzle falling open, as he felt his mind turn to jelly as Ruth giggled and began carefully rocking back and forth.

Ruth smirked, watching her beloved partners face, as the pleasure mixed with the fear, the two conflicting emotions playing alternatively across his face, yet he somehow continued to massage, tickle and tease with his paw, before he rested one paw on her belly and began thrusting against her feet, grinning down at her.

"You'll give before I do doe - " Steve panted, as he increased his caresses of Ruth.

"Sure...I will - " Ruth giggled, then she snapped her hips up and forwards, as Steve's talented fingertip began to tickle her sensitive clitoris.

"MMM, that's the spot, isn't...it - " Steve rumbled deep in his chest, as his own hips began rhythmically bucking against Ruth's paw pads, the sensation of this erotic foot play driving him mad with desire and lust.

Ruth giggled and squealed helplessly, losing herself in her own pleasure, but she was adamant that she wouldn't orgasm before Steve - and if his panting and scent was anything to go by, he wouldn't last long at all...or so she hoped, as her own pleasure built like a wildfire within her, her paws gripping and contracting against the coverlet, before she squealed loud and piercingly, her hips thrusting forwards as she clenched down with powerful labial muscles, her orgasm crushing rational thought and flooding her mind and body with the sweet endorphins.

"Ha, knew you...you..." Steve grunted, feeling the sticky, warm fluids flowing over his paw, then when the scent of Ruth's orgasm hit him, he lunged and grunted as his own orgasm caused him to gasp in exstacy. Thick, ropy spurts of ejaculate flew, spattering over Ruth's belly, chest and muzzle, causing her eyes to snap open, the irises widening as she watched. One after another, the strong, powerful and explosive orgasm's gripped the lapine in its powerful, unrelenting grasp, before it slowed to a dribble and he dropped to his knees and knelt at the foot of the bed, gasping and panting, his fur glistening with sweat.

"Well - " Ruth gasped, then swallowed and used her tongue to lick her muzzle clean of some of her lovers semen. "That was, definitely unexpected - now..."

From the foot of the bed, only Steve's gasps could;d be heard, which made Ruth giggle and she wiped at her pouch, belly and chest, trying to get the sticky semen off her fur before it turned cold and congealed.

"You've done it now Steve - " Ruth growled mock-playfully at him. "I'm definitely nicely warmed up now, now my love, its my turn to show you what an aroused kangaroo can do - first, we need a shower I think, to freshen up!"

Steve mumbled something incoherent, as he flopped onto the floor, then rolled over onto his back, his chest rising and falling with his rapid gasps, his eyes widening in surprise and trepidation - as he remembered from previous experience - an aroused kangaroo, especially this one, was a wild, passionate and eager participant...

To Be Continued...