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Gavin used to spend late nights at the office as a matter of his overbearing work ethic, but that evening, he was sneaking out a few extra hours of overtime with a good excuse.

It had been an easy week for the crossfox, and knowing that most of his family would be out for the evening at a concert regardless, he was just as happy making a little extra money by sitting at the office and poking through some files as he was sitting in the house by himself.

He was finally at the point where the comforts of a bed were calling his name when he noticed a blip on his screen. Shocked to see that anyone else was working so late, and even more surprised by the name that he saw on the message, Gavin allowed a tiny smile to come to his muzzle.

"Maybe Amy's more like me than I realized," he joked to himself. His new daughter in-law picked up a job at the same office that he and Trish had called home for over twenty years, and it surprised him how often she decided to stay late and pick up some extra funds, instead of going home when everyone else did.

He admired that about her, but further, he was glad that she wasn't afraid to ask for help when she needed it; she didn't quite have his stubborn nature.

"Struggling with a case file, though?" he whispered, looking over the messages that popped across his screen.

"I'm working on this case file...#LN4582. Seems like I've caught a snag."

"Huh. Not sure that I'll be able to do anything, but I can come take a look, if you want?"

"Thanks! You're the best."

They did all they could to keep things professional on the computer itself: there was no need for them to attract undue attention from the high-ups by putting anything inappropriate in the chat windows, especially when the company kept such a close eye on things.

What they didn't watch so closely, however, were the security cameras, and the walls of the cubicles were high enough that someone could easy become lost in them, if they didn't know their way around.

Gavin spent such little time on the legal side of the office that it always felt a little foreign to him, but there was such a distance between that area and the sales department that he was glad to have someone over there to visit: it was a nice change of scenery whenever his own cubicle was starting to feel stale.

"I can't believe you're still working on case files this late in the night," Gavin came around the corner of Amy's booth with a smile, impressed to see that she really was leaned over her desk, looking determined as he'd ever seen her. "What's got you stuck, exactly?"

Upon seeing her father in-law, Amy looked up and smiled brightly, but that gesture faded slightly as she turned her attention back to the screen. "This file is showing an error from both the billing side and the filing side, so I'm not really sure what I can do to advance it...and there's no one else here right now, so I can't send it over to the help desk for review."

Gavin was looking right at the screen, at first.

He was a genuinely hard worker, and that carried over to any time his wife or his daughter in-law asked him for help with something around the building...but he should have known better than to think that Amy was _genuinely_trying to get that last file done before she left for the evening.

The first clue came as her blouse, already unbuttoned lower than it should have been in an office setting, continued to drag on his attention: he could actually see the lace on the edges of her bra as he gazed over, and for a moment, he hesitated.

"...I don't think the help desk is going to get to this one until the morning," he agreed. "You might be better off shelving this one and moving onto something else until management gets back in the morning."

"Pretty sure they'll be upset if this is the first thing they come back to," Amy noted. "You sure that there isn't anything else you can do to help me with this one?"

Another button popped on her blouse, at that; Gavin knew better than to think this was a coincidence any longer, but he knew the positions of the security cameras better than anyone in the building, thanks to his long tenure of employment.

He could only get away with so much before he was pushing the envelope too far, but the edge of the cubicle wall behind him was high enough that the crossfox could lean in and steal a quick kiss from Amy's lips.

Her stare was begging for him to take that taste, but she wouldn't be content with him stopping there.

"I admire that work ethic about you," Gavin assured her. "But sometimes, the best thing you can do is clock out, call it a day and head home...attack things after a good night of sleep with a fresh mind, you know?"

Amy wasn't quite so aware of the risks; that, or she simply didn't care.

Capturing Gavin's paw as it went for the mouse at her workstation and guiding it to her open blouse, she gave her in-law a quick sample of just how eager she was to have a little forbidden fun with him, but the more experienced vulpine wasn't going to let her get them into that much trouble.

"I don't know if this file can wait that long," Amy confessed. "I was really hoping to make a good impression with the higher-ups."

"Trust me, they'd rather you take the time with this sort of thing and get it right," Gavin explained. "And I'm inclined to agree with them...especially when we've both worked right through dinner."

It was only then that Amy realized the gurgling she heard was coming from his stomach, but her own was close behind it, and the vulpines shared a moment of connection that stirred up a brief giggle.

She's a lot more like me than I realized, Gavin thought. Better to remind her of the importance of getting some rest now than ten years down the road...

"Guess I was a little distracted by my work," Amy confessed. "And then you came along and gave me an entirely new reason to be distracted; gotta say that I prefer you to the job..."

Gavin snickered. "I'm flattered to hear that, but let's not take this too much further here...perhaps we can grab a little something to quiet down our stomachs...and finish working on this assignment at home?"

If she wasn't careful, she was going to get them in serious trouble, but she could tell how serious Gavin was about his offer.

As much fun as it would have been to test the limits of what they could get away with in the office, Amy could only imagine that Gavin had plenty of experience with close calls in the building: if he was suggesting that they finish things elsewhere, he had to have a very good reason.

"If you're still willing to help me out there, I'd love a little more assistance," Amy nodded her agreement and stood from the desk, unaware that Gavin was blocking her exposed lingerie from the clothing. "And it's not like we've gotta worry about keeping anyone else awake with our work."

With the rest of the pack enjoying a concert, Gavin and Amy were going to have to find their own ways to entertain themselves regardless.

They didn't think they'd be putting on such an incredible performance for each other when they first left the office, but even on the way to the car, Amy was sneaking little touches and strokes of the older vulpine...and he wasn't resisting.

**

As much as they'd been poking and prodding at each other, Gavin and Amy needed a powerful distraction to be sidetracked from where the night was ultimately going to go, and the scent of the food wasn't quite enough to do the trick.

Holding the warm bag in her lap and enjoying the rest of the ride home in relative quiet, Amy was surprised that Gavin wasn't saying more about what she'd done, but she couldn't deny worrying that she might have made him uncomfortable with her advances.

The new CD in her purse was the only thing she could think of to break the newly formed ice, but before she could introduce it to Gavin, his eyes brightened up at the sight of it.

"Oh, wow! You've already got the new album?" Gavin asked. "I thought that just came out a week ago!"

"It did," she confirmed. "I had it special ordered the day that it released, and I've been dying to listen to it...think you can do an extra lap around the neighborhood before we pull in?"

After showing such incredible restraint in the office and admitting their lust for each other in such obvious ways, Gavin couldn't believe that Amy would push things back another moment, but she was already opening the CD case.

If she was that eager to enjoy a song or two with him on the way home, he wasn't going to say no to such a perfect opportunity to bond with the woman that had stolen his daughter's heart.

"I'll do two laps if you put on 'Eye For an Eye,'" he offered. "I still think that's my favorite song off the whole thing."

Amy giggled. "It's pretty good, I guess. We can start with that one."

The pair of foxes struggled to find other people who shared their same appreciation for the emo-rock scene: the fact that they transcended a generational gap to find someone to listen to those songs with ended up creating an even more profound connection than Gavin would have originally thought.

It was when she first lifted her voice to meet with that of the lead singer that he felt comfortable enough to join in, and for a moment, he realized that he'd been holding back at least a part of himself from the younger vixen: to have that bridging, connecting moment was just as cathartic for him as it was enjoyable and fulfilling for her.

Never would have thought Gavin could be this cool,_Amy thought. _Seriously, who would have guessed that he actually knew all the words to this song already?

They were screaming the lyrics to his favorite song at the top of their lungs when they pulled into the driveway, and only after they finished up did they turn off the car...but in the quiet aftermath of the same, they were looking at each other and giggling, wondering if they'd stirred the neighbors awake with their efforts.

**

"You really should be careful wearing this short of a skirt around the office," Gavin warned her. "Some people might be trying to sneak peeks while you walk by..."

"They should learn some restraint, then," Amy countered. "Not like a short skirt is an invitation for just anyone to come and take a look at what's underneath."

"And what about me?"

She giggled. "I'd like it if you had a little less restraint, but I understand that you're the quiet one of the bunch...at least, you usually are. I don't suppose that changes all that much behind closed doors?"

There was enough of an open relationship among the members of the pack that Gavin had slept with everyone at least once, and Amy knew that he and Katy had made love plenty of times before then...but she'd never had the chance to be with him on her own.

She hadn't seen what kind of intensity he was capable of when someone was pushing all the right buttons, and having the musical connection with him in the car was riling him up in a way that no one else ever had before; Amy was delighted to get her first sign of the same, as his paws gripped either side of her tiny skirt and tugged the zipper along the side toward the floor.

"Sometimes, it does," Gavin whispered, keeping his voice in check until he was sure that he'd properly locked the front door behind him. "And I've gotta say...I always wanted to try having a proper romp to that kind of music..."

Amy was more surprised by his admission than she was by the firm, eager tug at the side of her skirt.

She didn't do anything to resist the latter, but she turned back to face her father in-law at the confession of the former. "You've really never had that playing in the background while you were having sex with someone? That almost feels like a waste...I bet that would really help you get into the mood."

"Not that I need the extra help right now," he admitted, knowing that she could feel the press of his tented member against the silk of her panties. "But if you think that'd be a fun thing to try...I'd be glad to do it with you for the first time."

Though she was the younger one, Amy felt a certain instinct about her to know that she'd be taking Gavin on his first music-aided romp, as if it was her duty to guide him through that experience.

She didn't know just how expertly Gavin would take control of the situation, even when she'd been warned by Katy plenty of times that her father was capable of much more than he seemed, on the surface.

"It really brings a new level of intensity to it, especially when you pick the right song...r-right when you're about to cum," Amy explained, being intimately familiar with the process of masturbating to the rhythm and feel of plenty of her favorite songs. "I can't wait to show you how incredible it feels...and I'm getting the impression that you're in just as much of a rush as I am."

A fresh throb against her backside drew another giggle from her lips, but as she stepped out of her skirt, she found she couldn't reach the CD player in the living room: Gavin's arms were wrapped around her tummy, keeping her in the doorway and giving her just a bit of a hint to bend forward at the hip.

"...Unless...y-you just wanted to get started?" she asked, blinking in disbelief at how much Gavin's demeanor was changing.

There were shades of Trish that he could see all too easily in Amy, and with the younger vixen bending at the hip before him, he couldn't help getting in tune with the kind of beast that Trish was able to bring out of him before; knowing of her prior sessions with Ian, he had a feeling she'd be able to take it, but it wasn't just about the size of the man she was with.

It was the sheer passion in his touch, when Gavin tugged at her panties and stopped them at the middle of her thigh, that Amy was getting even the slightest hint of what a kinky and exciting lover Gavin could be.

"Unless you have a better idea," he asked.

He took that pause to reach down and unzip his own slacks, but his dress pants stayed the rest of the way on: he only needed to have his cock spring free and kiss against the delicate moisture at her petals to know that he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

"Not even gonna pull my panties the rest of the way off?" Amy asked, easing back in tiny, awkward steps, until the pout of her womanhood collected his tip and eased it into her passage. "Who knew that my daddy could be such a naughty fox?"

The title caught him off guard, but as much as it surprised him, it aroused him to hear her using such a pet name in the first place.

"Everyone in the house already knew it, but if you're a little behind schedule, I'd be more than happy to bring you up to speed," he offered.

Stepping in slowly to meet her, the inches of his member slipped along the soaking muscle of her vaginal passage, filling her with just as much flesh as she could properly handle: it didn't seem to be the powerful thrust that she was expecting from his words, but it was a perfect way to get everything started...

...And it would only last a moment, while the older fox found his bearings and adjusted properly to the bend in her hips.

"If you really think you can keep up, I'd be more than happy to l-let you try," Amy teased, looking over her shoulder and tugging at the buttons of her blouse once more. "Damn...t-that's a big fucking cock, Daddy...I'm not sure I've ever...t-taken it this way before..."

Her paws wanted to keep working down the buttons of her top, but feeling the tip of his member reaching as deep as her body would allow, she found it easier to handle his impressive flesh when she was gripping her own.

Paws came to rest on the tops of her thighs as legs spread a little wider, but even with that newfound purchase, Amy was forced to throw her hands to the floor, knocked off guard by the first genuine thrust that Gavin shared with her.

"Oh...o-oh fuck...G...Gavin, where...w-where has this been for the last few years?"

"Guess the rest of the pack has been hogging it," he teased. "I'm glad you're finally getting a chance to have it all to yourself, Amy...you've been more than patient enough."

She wished she had the strength to stand on her own, desperate as she was to reach up with a paw and stroke the hood of her clit...but Gavin was sharing a proper wavelength with her, as his fingertips snuck around the front of her thighs and tickled the nub with a touch so delicate, it couldn't have been a greater contrast from the hammering thrusts that pumped his full, vulpine length into her eager sex.

Clenching as rapidly as she could and living for the sheer thrill of what Gavin was capable of, Amy found her opinion of her father in-law changing a little more with every hump against her eager backside, but one thought was still rising above the rest, as she felt his member throbbing with even greater intensity within her.

"W-wait...I'm...I'm close, Daddy..."

"Me too, Amy...if I keep this up, I'm...g-gonna..."

"Not yet!" she yelled, reaching into her fallen purse and trying desperately to escape the drive of his thrusts, even for a few seconds. "You need to...t-to try this!"

She was utterly determined to make sure that the peak of their act would sync up with his favorite song, but only when Gavin picked up on her ploy did he allow her to make it across the floor; he couldn't help snickering at the awkward posture she was forced to take, but he gave her just long enough to get the disc into the CD player before he stood behind her once more.

Leaning into her kneeling posture and waiting for the song, Gavin gave his first thrust in time with the beat...and when he picked up the rapid, torrid pace, Amy felt her juices gushing back across his sack, gracing his body with the first samples of her own orgasm.

"Fuck...o-oh fuck...Gavin...please tell me you're close...I dunno h-how much more I can take!"

His paws wrapped around her inner thighs as he mounted her like a proper vixen, and at the onset of his new pose, she could feel his knot pressing against her petals: she didn't dare offer it any resistance, welcoming the bulge into her womanhood with an eager, silly grin.

She couldn't believe what she was doing with Katy's father, even knowing the way the pack was...but it was that she was the first to try such a thing with him, as the song peaked to the feeling of his seed gushing against her inner muscles...that proved such a pivotal moment for her.

"Sorry if I didn't say something...a little...s-sooner..." he gasped and grunted, trying to collect himself and maintain a breath, but it was getting harder and harder for him to say anything , much less to keep from letting a host of warm, raspy breaths spill over the back of her ear. "Guess I r-really got...into the music..."

Amy felt like she was melting into the floor as gush after gush of his impressive cum filled her womb, and slowly, her body was simulating the same act as her breasts came to rest against the carpet.

Her crumpled posture and heaving lungs were all signs that she'd bitten off just a little more than she could chew, but she chose to listen to appetite even then, as she held still for the throbbing of his member...

**

The CD was still playing in the background as Gavin's knot finally came free, releasing a quick, messy spill of his yield along with it.

His stomach was rumbling with furious hunger, and more than that, his bladder was yelling at him to go relieve an extreme amount of pressure, but as he tried to pull back from Amy, he felt her tail stroking along his lower back.

"Where do you think you're going, Daddy?"

He tried to move a little further, but that only allowed Amy to roll onto her back and spin around on his tool: her ankles kicked down and locked around the backs of his thighs before he could go any further.

"Gotta...g-gotta pee really, r-really badly," he immediately fessed up. "If you don't mind letting me go."

The floor was easy enough to clean; that was a fortunate thing for Gavin, as he felt a familiar warmth pouring over the base of his shaft and dribbling over the tender flesh of his sack.

"If I'm not allowed to get up and go to the bathroom...n-neither are you..."

He could hardly believe how easily Amy gave herself over to the traditions of the pack, but she was letting a full, gushing fountain of golden juices spray over his member and soak his crotch, quietly daring him to prove that he was up to the task of filling her a second time.

The first drops of that golden warmth came without a warning, but as much intensity as she'd managed to draw out of him before, Amy wasn't ready for the sheer amount of force that came with an undeclared thrust: even as he was peeing inside of her cunt, his hips pounded into her body with a slowly growing erection, showing just how much he loved sneaking a little golden fun into the middle of the act.

"Damn...t-that's...that's a little...r-rough..." she whispered, knowing the music would drown out most of the discomfort in her voice.

She was glad that Gavin only picked up on the subtle stirring of desire in the back of her words.

"Doesn't sound like a complaint," he growled, giving her another thrust and splashing the excess pee between their bodies, leaving their laps utterly soaked with the spilling mess. "If it is...y-you'd better tell me now..."

"Shut up and fuck me, Daddy."

He wasn't expecting her to answer with perfectly matched intensity, but he was quick to rise to the occasion, as the last of his bladder emptied within her and then poured right back out of her, along with the rush of his excess seed being washed away.

The mess was growing, and as it spilled between her legs and soaked the floor, Gavin moved that much further into it, pumping into his daughter in-law from above and resting his face in the warm, cozy embrace of her breasts.

"That's it...d-don't stop now...don't you dare stop now!" she cried out, hugging her arms around the back of his head and clenching her legs as tight as she could around the back of his thighs, determined to know the true depths of Gavin's nearly feral lust.

As long as he could drink in her scent and rub his muzzle between her breasts, he'd pump his hips into her body with a level of strength and ferocity that she'd never seen in him before...and she was already looking forward to walking funny for having taken it.

**

Coming in the house, it was tough for the rest of the pack to actually hear what was going on: having come from a concert of their own, their ears were still adjusting to the ringing sensation, an hour after the show drew to a close.

The scent of delicious burgers was filling the house, but just beyond that was a familiar scent of exchanged lust...with an undertone of impassioned, bloody music that seemed it would have been enough to wake the dead.

It wasn't quite enough to stir Gavin and Amy awake; the door closing behind the others didn't do the trick, either, and the quiet giggle that they shared as they walked past allowed them to stay huddled together by the speakers, enjoying a special connection that they were only just starting to understand.