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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

Matt was a diligent worker, true to his word he learned quickly and soon was excelling at his job. His co-workers grew to admire the hard working young buck that never said no to anyone, nothing was too big or small for him, never failing to go out of his way to help wherever he could. In the short few months of his working at the local branch of the bank, he was starting to become well known and not only because of the rumors of his smoking hot wife.

As the year wound down and the usual office parties began to occur, Matt and his wife attended the Halloween ball with the stag dressed as a Preacher complete with a bible and white collar. His wife went to the opposite extreme, donning fishnet stockings, a tight workout leotard which left little to the imagination, along with a pair of cheap plastic devil horns and an inflatable pitchfork. Matt took great delight whenever he held the Bible up at her and she hissed at him, garnering plenty of laughs from his coworkers.

"So this is the famous Mrs. Massy I have been hearing so much about?" Ralph Rogers the large white wolf whom was Matt's departmental manager said with a smile as he made his way through the crowd to introduce himself. His approving look along Felice's shapely form didn't go unnoticed by either Matt or his wife. "Matt, I hate to interrupt the festivities, but I was wondering if I might have a moment of your time to discuss something work related? Oh, and do bring your lovely wife along" Ralph smiled a sickeningly sweet smile at Felice as he turned and headed for one of the more private rooms in the building. Matt and Felice shared a concerned look as they followed close behind the large wolf whom led them to the far end of the building away from the crowd's and noise.

Matt swore he heard a soft click as if the door had been locked, but he didn't have time to check before Ralph clapped a large hand on his shoulder with a cheery laugh. "We're all very impressed with your performance around here young man. You really have blossomed and excelled far beyond anyone's expectations. That is why I am putting your name forward for a promotion to assistant manager."

"You...you want me to be assistant manager?" Matt stammered in shocked surprise, poking a finger against his chest as if to confirm he was indeed the person Ralph was talking about.

"Of course, thought I must warn you, there are certain sacrifices that come with the position" Ralph's tone changed as his gaze shifted to the bored looking vixen looking around the room and fidgeting with random items on the shelves.

"W...what sort of sacrifices?" Matt pressed, a sinking feeling growing in his chest as he was sure he knew what the wolf was implying.

"Well, I was having an interesting conversation with Mr. Mann over in HR the other day...I'm sure you get where this is going? The position and raise is yours...on condition my 'raise' is taken care of as well" The large wolf stated with a grope to his obvious bulge in the front of his Jedi robes.

By this time Felice had heard the conversation and whirled around to face the wolf with a glare "Oh not this shit again! Can't you fuckers leave me out of your deal making for once?" she spat at the smirking wolf whom hadn't stopped groping himself while he eyed the busty vixen with a hungry stare.

"Hey, we'll it's either you "use the force" or I bust mister cuck over here back down to junior with a nasty pay cut" Ralph answered Felice, jiggling his bulge at her as he intoned "use the force" for dramatic effect.

"Oh for fuck sake, fine! Whip out your little Storm Trooper then and heaven help me if your aim is that bad and you get it in my hair, I'll crush your Death Stars in my fist" Felice growled threateningly at the large wolf whom didn't know if he should laugh or wince at the threat.

"Good girl" the wolf eventually purred out, working his robe up about his waist before slipping out of his boxers to expose a hefty sheath and balls swaying below. Felice stomped past a slack jawed Matt and gave his shoulder a hard enough punch that he yelped loud and rubbed at the spot. The vixen sighed as she got down onto her knees before the wolf, her paws starting to stroke at his sheath when he stopped her "Tits out." Reaching up to hook her fingers under the shoulder straps of her leotard, Felice tugged it down about her waist to leave her full bust exposed for the wolf, giving him a look that clearly asked if he was satisfied. The rough hands reaching down to grope her tits confirmed he was, letting her return to fondling the thick sheath before her. At least he had smaller balls than the pig, so hopefully she wouldn't be washing his cum out her fur for hours after this was over.

While the wolf's large rough hands groped and felt up her tits, Felice would cup his soft furred orbs and started a gentle rolling squeeze in time to her other hand tugging up and down on his sheath while trying to work him to fullness. Her skill soon paid off and the wolf was sporting a thick red rocket, puling and spitting thin strands of precum all over her arms and legs below. She knew what he wanted, before he called her a "good girl" again, she would sink her soft lips down onto his flesh and quickly got to work, wanting this to be over as quickly as possible, swallowing every shot of his salty precum as it splashed against her tongue or hit the back of her throat, he was a rather leaky mutt.

"Good girl" Ralph cooed out to her, leaning back against the desk with a groan while he stroked his fingers through her hair in approval while squeezing her breast with his other hand. His hips starting to roll and buck against her muzzle, his grip behind her head tightening as she tried to pull back when he began hitting the back of her throat. The sounds he made when she started gagging on his cock seemed to please the rough wolf as he began face fucking the unwilling vixen. Matt stared wide eyed as the wolf's thickness was barely visible as it stretched his wife's throat again and again. Felice's hands pushed against the large canines hips to try slow him down, but being so close to his climax he wouldn't be deterred, eventually bucking hard into the vixen's muzzle and forcing her lips to kiss his broad knot while he fired his hot seed down her throat, leaving her no choice but to swallow.

Eventually when he did pull back with a pant, the bastard mutt gripped his still stiff cock and slapped it against Felice's muzzle, marking her with the few last drops of his seed "Good warm-up, now bend over the desk and lift your tail for me gorgeous" came his next command. Felice shot Matt a questioning look, to which he smiled apologetically and shrugged his shoulders.

"Not in the ass again!" She growled as she leaned over the desk as directed, keeping her tail lifted for the wolf as he tugged the crotch of her leotard aside to reveal her snug looking little slit. The wolf lining himself up with her and thrusting past her folds, stretching her wide around his girth and making Felice grunt and whine at suddenly being filled by such a thick length.

"I'm not a pervert like Archer, I prefer pussy" Ralph snarled as he leaned over Felice, his claws digging into the spongy surface of the desk for purchase. His hips quickly began to withdraw a few inches before slamming home again, his hips clapping against a relieved Felice's behind. She might actually enjoy this if the wolf stuck to his word, he didn't have such a bad cock after all. Of course she wouldn't let him know that though, no she would continue to look pissed off and growl as the large wolf began rutting her in earnest. Matt having a direct view of his thick red rod stretching her soft pink pussylips, along with an impossibly large knot battering against her opening as if demanding entry. "Fuck, the pig wasn't lying...you're fucking tight!" the wolf commented as he continued to buck and rut the vixen bent over the desk, his claws starting to leave gouges in the green material of the desk. Felice's hips were pinned to the edge of the desk, having nowhere to go and letting her feel the full force of every thrust inside herself. Growling low the wolf leaned down to bite at her scruff dominatingly, making the vixen whimper and hang her head, at least as much as she could when he forced her to raise her front a little from the desk in order for his hands to grope at her luscious tits again. Now his claws were starting to leave scratches on her soft globes instead of the desk as he squeezed them roughly, his hips beginning to jerk and buck erratically as his climax began to approach. With a loud snarl Ralph finally came, his hot seed splashing deep inside the vixen's snug cunt, his large balls drawing up against his body and twitching with every pulse and spurt of his seed inside Matt's wife. It took a few moments and a lot of grinding his knot against a tight pussy that refused it entry, but eventually Ralph's balls stopped twitching as his climax subsided. Pulling his length out of Felice with a soft wet slurp, Ralph turned to grin at Matt.

"Suck me clean" He stated flatly, pointing at the spot before his feet while staring straight at a shocked Matt.

"What!? That wasn't part of the deal!" the stag said in panic.

"Actually it was, if it wasn't for you having a hot wife, I'd have fucked you instead" Ralph said with a grin before pointing at his feet again. Matt's ears turned beet red as he reluctantly slipped from his seat and moved to kneel before the large wolf. Off behind Ralph the vixen turned about and sat at the edge of the desk as she grinned at the stag, trying to hide her laughter behind a black furred hand as she watched the wolf force his thick red cock into the gagging cervine's mouth.

"Not as easy as it looks, is it honey" she mocked as Ralph bucked deep into Matt's maw, making the stag's eyes go wide and tear up as the cock his the back of his throat. Luckily for the stag though, he was very bad at giving head and the wolf's length softened and eventually slipped back inside his sheath before Matt had to swallow a load.

"See you Monday, Assistant Manager...I look forward to working closely with you and your beautiful wife" Ralph would say as he slipped back into his boxers and smoothed down the front of his robe. The humiliated stag still kneeling in the same spot with drool spilling from his parted lips, not able to meet the wolfs gaze while Felice continued to laugh and taunt him with this new development.

"Looks like you're not the only hard worker anymore snookums!" she jeered, making Ralph chuckle as he unlocked the door and left the office.