Naughty Paws - Miss Foxene
Naughty Paws A Series of Romantic Encounters ©2012 CarLOS Penguin Preface A story about and for a really cool vixen gal I know at FA. Miss Foxene It was 4:30 in the afternoon and the off-white walls of the office glowed a pale yellow with the setting of the winter sun, even at this early hour. Though Colorado could hardly be considered north, late December made it seem as if it were Alaska, both in temperature, wind chill and shorter days. The shadows cast by the blinds crept along within her visual threshold. She pondered for a moment the amount of time passing versus the distance the shadows were moving and thought of the ancient sundials. Various snippets of historical figures entered her mind as she drifted off into her own space and time, far from where she was now. "Miss Foxene, are those contracts copied and ready for me to sign?" Came a deep voice through the intercom as the daydreaming vixen was pulled back to the present and nearly jumped out of her fur in the process. "Ummm, just a moment sir!" She replied and looking around her desk for the contracts she was to copy, remembered she hadn't made copies of anything yet and quickly set out to do so. Foxene was an executive secretary to Bryan Schroeder of Schroeder & Associates, a respectable and powerful multi-national construction enterprise. It was her third month on the job and she was remunerated handsomely for her work, but always felt there could be more than the drudgery of a "9 to 5" and it weighed on her. If it wasn't for her secret crush that she had on her boss, she may have looked for employment a little more... 'her'. Other fringe benefits of the job were the construction workers that came through the office; the foremen and site managers were a treat of "eye candy" and her presence was not lost on them. Often when his men came to the office for an appointment and sometimes demanding one immediately, there was something amiss with them - either nervously waiting design change approval, there to report of something going wrong, managers needing more time or money or the like. Foxene's presence was calming as there was nothing like a beautiful long haired curvaceous vixen with a smile that could clear a rainy day to greet them as they entered the office. Mr. Schroeder enjoyed her company as well. A powerful stallion in his late 40's busy with the daily operations of a company that kept him from much of a social scene. He had a commanding personality and once he made a decision, none of his men dared question him. He was not arrogant though. If he made a mistake, he would be the first to acknowledge it and remedy the situation. It was this that made his employees and clients, very loyal. Foxene trotted hastily into Mr. Schroeder's office with the papers in her hand, holding them against her chest, "Sorry, I was... distracted for a moment. Here are the papers, Mr. Schroeder." She placed them on his desk and turned to leave. "Foxene, Please stay a moment." He said in a gentle voice. Nor was her presence lost on Mr. Schroeder. Foxene was always professionally dressed in a knee length pressed skirt and attractive blouse. She tended to wear her glasses lower on her snout and hair up that gave her a "librarian look" that Mr. Schroeder often fantasized about. Her nails were always perfect and painted shiny, even on her toes. And that tail. That soft, fluffy tail... He gave his head a shake back to the real world. She stopped in her tracks and grew cold. "Did I do something wrong?" She though to herself. She turned around and smiled. He too had a smile and was holding his hand out to the chair across from his desk. She sat in the chair, holding her tail across her lap and was silent. He leaned back in his chair and placed his hands on his belly, entwining his fingers. "You've been with me now for four months, correct?" "Three, sir." She replied quietly. "Three?" He said betraying surprise that he got her length of employment wrong. After a pause of being distracted by her beautiful face, he asked, "How comfortable are you with the job?" "I can do it." She replied simply. He nodded, "Of course you can." He smiled again at her, "But it's not your idea of fun, is it?" "This was it...." She thought, "I'm done." She sighed and decided to be honest, replying, "It's.... not very challenging, sir." He chuckled and nodded, "That's the kind of honesty I appreciate from those in my employ." Foxene cocked her head and smiled. "Do you have a passport, Miss Foxene?" He asked her, leaning forward and placing his hands on his desk, cupped together. His look became more serious, as he did when he talked business. "Yes, I do." She replied, surprised. "May I ask why?" "Because these papers are for a potentially much larger contract. A new mining company in Nunavut wants wants us to build a camp for a new diamond mine that's controlled and manned by the Inuit people. So we're looking at government backed investments potentially worth billions. I'm handling this personally and I want you to come with me." Mr. Schroeder explained. Foxene was taken aback at the thought of a business trip to another country, not to mention the responsibility and duties he would be entrusting her with. "I.... I mean wow! You really want me and not someone more experienced?" He nodded, "Yes, I want you with me on this. You are my secretary, aren't you?" He gave a wink. "I was hoping you'd like the idea, because we leave in a week." "Is there anything special you need me to prepare for, sir?" She asked with a smile. "Nothing you haven't already been doing for me, but dress warm. Nunavut is in northern Canada, in its period of endless night and will make the weather outside seem like a spring day." The company had its own plane, but they only went as far as Saskatoon. From there they took a balloon-wheeled, two engine propeller driven commuter to Baker Lake, where the mining office was. It was dark, despite their arrival at 2PM on December 17th, it was like late twilight. Foxene's eyes burned when the door of the plane opened and the cold, dry air hit her face. That day wasn't particularly windy, but she wanted to immediately turn around and go back into the plane. Mr. Schroeder didn't seem perturbed by any of it. The hood on his parka was down and he almost appeared refreshed by the cold. Likely from his years out on job sites in all types of weather. Her heart gave a flutter as she looked up at him, head held high, the airport lights giving his face a rugged and strong appearance. She never before thought of him that way. But this was the first time she went out with him, in the field. "Tunngasugittik! Welcome!" A white fox fellow with very fluffy fur, cap, coveralls, and beaming smile wearing a relatively light parka compared to themselves approached, holding out his hand. "You are Bryan and assistant?" Mr. Schroeder smiled in return and shook the fox's hand, "Unnusakkut, Anyu! We are indeed!" He introduced Foxene, who just shivered. Anyu smiled and said in his slow manner, "You are a southern vixen. Follow me, honoured guests." Inside the airport was cool, but definitely warmer than outside. Anyu immediately opened his parka and Mr. Schroeder opened the flap and unzipped his only part way. Foxene kept hers on. "I have seen to coffee and hot soup for you. We will talk business after dinner. Now you must warm up and rest. Your bags will be in the lodge by the time you get there." Anyu said as he led them into the small waiting area and cafeteria. The airport more reminded Foxene of a bus station. It was being managed by a large and smiling, chubby female polar bear wearing only a light tee shirt and shorts. "Shorts? In this weather?" Foxene thought this one a little... strange. Foxene stared, never having seen a polar before in person. She was handed a steaming mug of coffee. "I am Malina. Nice to meet you." The polar bear said softly and slowly as Foxene took the mug. She took a sip and immediately stopped shivering. How grateful she was for something so simple. It was heaven. "Foxene. Nice to meet you too." She returned the smile. "Is that your husband?" Malina asked, still smiling and motioning with her eyes to Mr. Schroeder, who was sitting at a table exchanging pleasantries with Anyu over coffee. Foxene chuckled and shook her head, "Oh, no. He's my boss. We're here on business." "Oh? You're the people that will help expand the camp for our mine?" Malina asked as Foxene nodded. "You are friends to us. Please, sit and I will bring the soup." Foxene sat with her boss and Anyu, pulling out her tablet to take notes. "Anyu was just describing some of their operations here and the unique challenges that the company will have to overcome in the north." Mr. Schroeder said. "Nothing I think we can't handle, but it would be better after we've had a look around." Foxene shivered at the thought of having a look around, "out there" again with the wind and cold. Malina brought a tray of steaming bowls of soup, the scent of which made Foxene temporarily forget the cold. They all gratefully tied into the delicious but odd tasting treat. "May I ask though, why bring us up here in the middle of winter?" Foxene asked. "The ice road!" Anyu replied with a smile. "In summer, it melts and everything has to be flown in. That's very expensive. Now trucks can come in with diesel and supplies to run the mine." After another sip of his soup, he added, "And the workers are rather happy to be underground where its much warmer during these months." "I read on the flight up here that you actually have to pump water down to cool the mine for the workers to be able to go down past a certain depth. How does that work?" Mr. Schroeder asked. "A little technology borrowed from Iceland. We pump water down and it cools the mine and comes out hot. We use it to heat all the buildings and for hot water." Anyu replied. "It also gives us an artificial hot spring pool for the lodge." "That sounds wonderful!" Foxene said cheerfully at the thought of a hot pool. "Actually, since we won't have to do any business until after supper, why don't you go check it out?" Mr. Schroeder offered. "Your bags should be there by now. I reserved the executive suite." Anyu said. "There's even a heated underground walkway from the airport here. Malina can show you the way." After their brief lunch and coffee, Malina guided Foxene to the lodge via the well lit, but echoing tunnel. "It's nice of you to show me the way, Malina. I hope I'm not keeping you from anything?" Malina smiled, "It's my lodge. But the winter is slow for guiding and tourists. So I run the airport café, too." "Are you married?" Foxene asked. Malina shrugged, "Not yet. Anyu keeps me warm at night when he isn't working. He says I'm his mistress and the mine is his wife." The ladies giggled. "This is beautiful!" Foxene gasped and exclaimed as they arrived in the lodge's common area. It was rustic, not unlike the hunting lodges back in Colorado. Wood beams and the scent of leather, wood and pelts. A large rack of caribou antlers hung above the front desk. "Everything was hand crafted by our people." Malina explained proudly. Foxene smelled the flowers that were on the table and were on tables and ledges throughout the lobby. "These are real!" "I grow them myself. There's enough heat from the mine to have a little hothouse out back. Flowers and vegetables all year." Malina said and motioned for Foxene to follow her. They went a short distance down a hallway and entered a room with a large natural pool made from the surrounding rock. "This is our pool, also fed from the mine water. These plants are real as well." Foxene was stunned at entering what appeared to be a natural hot spring. There were tropical plants, warmth and humidity that made it almost unimaginable that they were north of the Arctic circle. "Why don't you get changed and relax. I'll get you when dinner is served." Malina offered. "Actually, I didn't bring a bathing suit. My boss said to dress warm and when I read up on where we were going, I didn't pack anything lighter than a turtle neck sweater." Foxene said with regret, so wanting to dive in to the warm, inviting water. "There's no men here now. You're fine for at least two hours." Malina smiled, "Anyway, they know better than to mess with my guests. I might walk and talk slow, but I'm still polar bear." She winked. Foxene giggled at the thought. She hadn't skinny dipped since she was a teen vixen. The idea felt just a little... naughty. "Okay." She said and accepted a room key from Malina. The executive suite was just that, large and outfitted for business. There were two bedrooms, a master with a king sized bed, and a smaller, single bed in the second bedroom with a vanity, just perfect for her she thought. The common area was like a mini board room, with all the amenities for meetings. She found her bag placed beside her boss' on a large table and took it into the smaller bedroom. She stripped down and leaving her parka on the bed, again she felt a chill. "Just lovely!" she muttered to herself as her nipples stood out prominently from her furred breasts. Finding a bath sheet in the washroom, wrapped herself in it. Taking the room key, she peeked around the corner of the door into the hallway, shyly. There was no one and it was quiet. With a girl-like chuckle, she left the room and scurried to the pool. At the edge of the pool where stone slabs were arranged as steps, she looked around cautiously one more time. She let the towel drop and stepped into the warm water. Her toes tingled at the sensation of the water soaking down through her fur to her skin. She took a few more steps and just let herself 'melt' into the sea of warmth. The pool wasn't deep, but it was enough for her to swim across to the other side, where she found a circulation jet that streamed the hot water into the pool and leaned back on it and relaxed. "Can I get you anything?" Malina's voice came from nearby within the pool some time later. Foxene gave a little shriek and jumped. "Y... you startled me!" She was breathing heavy with her hand on her chest. "I didn't even hear you get in the water, let alone get this close. How long have you been here?" Malina was a few feet from Foxene, eyes closed and relaxing against another jet. Without opening her eyes she answered, "Only a few minutes. Dinner is cooking and I thought I'd hop in the water, too. While I'm here, may as well ask if you needed anything." "I'm fine, thanks." Foxene said with a miffed tone. "But a warning that you're here would be nice." "Sorry. Habit from hunting seal." Foxene was very glad she was not a seal at this moment. The ladies were in the pool another half hour, chatting sparsely as they both relaxed. "Your boss is coming." Malina said and made her way out of the pool. She shook herself off in a huge mist of spray and nearly dry, put her shorts and tee shirt back on. Foxene gave a gasp and swam hastily to the steps. She got out and wrapped the towel around her and prepared to meet her boss, but no one was there. She looked at Malina with confusion. "I can smell him. He's in the lobby now." Malina said confidently of her ability. "Anyu is with him." Foxene let out a little gasp and scurried back to the room. At the room, she looked down the hallway and saw and heard no one. With a sigh, she opened the door and went in. Closing the door behind her, she leaned forward on it and let out a sigh. She took off the towel and began to dry her hair. She turned around, completely naked, hands on the towel on her head and her heart stopped and eyes went wide. "Miss Foxene?" Mr. Schroeder looked on with utter surprise from within the common area. Behind her boss, Anyu had his beaming smile, looked her over and tipped his hat, "Ma'am!" Foxene snapped the towel over her body and wordlessly dashed into her room and slammed the door. From within her room, Foxene heard a few whispers, then Anyu saying he'll meet up with them after dinner and leave. Soon after, she heard the shower running. She dried off and changed into her business skirt and a wool sweater. Still fully embarrassed, she lay on her bed and tried to read a book to calm herself. She couldn't. Her boss and their client, saw her naked. How would that affect their prospects? How would that affect her job? Would Mr. Schroeder accept it for what it was, a horrible sense of timing? Her first time in the field with her boss and it was turning into a nightmare for her. She began to quietly cry. knock, knock Foxene nearly jumped out of her fur at the knock on her door. "Miss Foxene? Dinner will be served soon. I'm heading to the dining room. When you join me, can you bring your tablet? Anyu will want to meet with us after. Thank you." She heard the door close. "Buck up, Foxene!" She said to herself. "You still have a job to do." She brushed her hair and tied it up. Sliding her glasses on her face, she grabbed her tablet, stood up, sighed and left for the dining room. "Glad you could join me!" Mr. Schroeder said as he was just starting his dinner. "This house special excellent." Foxene looked at her plate and picked up a piece with her fork. "No menu?" Mr. Schroeder shrugged, "I didn't get one. Malina served this about two minutes ago." Foxene shrugged and tied into her dinner. Her face lit up, "This is really good! I wonder what it is?" Mr. Schroeder smiled, "I've travelled most of the world on business. When visiting other cultures, sometimes it's best not to ask and just enjoy." He gave her a wink and a smile and finished his dinner. After dinner, Mr. Schroeder checked the time, "We still have a half hour before the meeting. Since we've had a long journey, it'll be quick. Tomorrow will be a long one as our weather window for leaving will only last another 36 hours." Foxene just nodded in acknowledgement. "Miss Foxene, I need you here. You don't seem to be with me." Mr. Schroeder said in his business tone of voice. She looked at him, then averted her eyes, "Mr. Schroeder, about earlier.... I want to say I'm sorry and I hope I haven't messed things up." Mr. Schroeder looked at her for a moment and blinked. Then he chuckled and shook his head, "Foxene, for crying out loud, we're adults here! I said you could relax a while and if you're a nudist in the pools, I'm fine with that. And as for Anyu, if anything, you sealed the deal. Not a lot of 'southern vixens' other than on the internet up here." "But sir, I'm not a nud..." Foxene protested as Malina showed up at the table. "Sign here please, Mr. Schroeder for the room bill." She handed him a paper to charge the meal to the room. He did quickly and she left. "You were saying, Miss Foxene?" Mr. Schroeder gave her undivided attention now. "I, ummm, lost my train of thought." She lied, not wanting to continue the conversation. "Well, I for one am looking forward to that hot pool tonight. I could use a little bit of relaxing after a long day." He stated and gave a stretch. The short meeting turned into one lasting past midnight. Foxene was exhausted when they returned to their room, yet Mr. Schroeder didn't appear the worse for wear, being used to such 'all nighters'. She placed her tablet on the table, removed her glasses and held them with her teeth as she rubbed her face. He removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a perfectly toned and muscled torso. "Where was this pool, Foxene?" Foxene's eyes lit up and she stared for a moment. taking her glasses from her mouth, she replied, "Ummm, go right as you leave then left. You'll see the windows to it at the end of the hall." Mr. Schroeder raised an eyebrow and smiled, noticing her stare and pause before replying. "Thank you. Have a good night then, you look tired." He removed his shirt and gave a stretch. Foxene dropped her glasses. "Are you all right?" Mr. Schroeder asked with a hint of a smirk. "I can see your cheeks right through your fur. Are you that cold?" "Well... I... ummm... of course I'm OK. Thank you for asking, though!" She replied, flustered and scrambled for her glasses. Picking them up and holding them to her chest, she could feel her warmth, which made her blush even more. "Very well then." He said and casually went in his room to change. When he came out a few minutes later wearing shorts and had a towel slung over his shoulder, Foxene could see that despite his desk job, he was the fittest of the workers she saw come through their office. Sleek toned muscle and built from head to hoof. She was seated at the table working on her tablet, some final notes before bed. She looked up and over at him, her mouth fell open and her eyes fixed on him. Mr. Schroeder smiled, "Would you like to join me after all?" "I.. I would love to." She said hesitantly. "But I don't have a bathing suit." Mr. Schroeder cocked his head, "I thought you were a nudist?" She was going to explain that she wasn't and that earlier was an accident - right place at the wrong time. But then she thought of how he came to the nudist life-styler conclusion and that her job and their deal, wasn't threatened by it. If she wasn't a nudist, she was one now. "Very well, I will. I'll be there shortly." Mr. Schroeder gave a nod and left. "Arrrr! Foxene, what did you just say?" She stood up with a growl and pulled her hair. "Why didn't you just say no? Why didn't you just say you were tired?" She paced the room. "Because you lustful vixen, he's big and handsome and strong and probably big in other areas..." She stopped and covered her mouth, shocked. "What did I just say?" She whispered to herself. "He's your BOSS! Act like an employee!" She told herself. She sat down again and placed her head down in her arms on the table. She knew he looked at her and she looked at him. It was normal, he was a healthy male and she was a far too hard working female. When was the last time she had a date? Heck, when was the last time she had sex? She remembered a fellow she dated for a week who wouldn't move out of his mother's basement. "Ok, ok, I was horny as hell." She justified it to herself. "No more LAN parties with gamer kids." Mr. Schroeder was single, powerful, successful and treated her well. Then his words rung in her mind, "Foxene, for crying out loud, we're adults here!" Right! She'll just suck it up, play the 'nudist in the pool' and it'll never happen again. She undressed, wrapped a towel around herself and looked in the mirror, "You can do this." Chin up, she left the room. She entered the pool room, but didn't see Mr. Schroeder. She looked around and a few feet away, he surfaced with an equine snort and shook his head. Foxene squealed and jumped back. "This is terrific!" Mr. Schroeder said with a big smile on his face. "This reminds me of Mount Princeton in Nathrop, back home." Then he bobbed his head side to side, "Well, for an artificial hot spring. There's nothing like the get-away-from-civilization one in Nathrop." Foxene giggled, never having seen her boss so happy before. "You're a fan of western ghost towns, Mr. Schroeder?" "Miss Foxene, I've built my life around the new and the solid. I relax around the old and time withered." He gave one push with his powerful hind legs and propelled himself across the other side of the pool. She took a deep breath. Her heart raced. She dropped her towel and calmly stepped down and in to the warm water. "Hard to believe that probably six feet below us, is permafrost." Mr. Schroeder said, making casual conversation. "I'm trying to not think of the cold." She said and swam over to one of the warm jets she found earlier. "I'll never complain about another Colorado winter as long as I live." She chuckled. "But tell me truthfully..." Mr. Schroeder asked, "Would you rather be back in the office?" She pondered the question for a moment, "No, no I don't think so." "Great!" Mr. Schroeder said. "Because I want you to be at my side from now on, on these business trips." Foxene was taken aback, "Seriously? I haven't done anything even remotely special." Mr. Schroeder nodded, "Yes, you have - you're still here." He looked over to her, "Do you think any of those roughnecks would have come up here in the dead of winter without me ordering them to? Even then, they would have belly-ached the whole time." He waved his hand toward a window, "It's minus fifty out there and the only thing you did was shiver. You're tougher than you think." "Well, I thank you for the confidence." Foxene said, flattered. "I'll try my best." "Just one thing though you ought to know." He said with a serious look. "What's that?" She said nervously. "You can't go running around naked in the middle east, when we travel there." He smiled and winked. She laughed. "But you'll absolutely love, Brazil!" He added and laughed as well. After a few minutes, Foxene asked a question that had been on her mind for weeks, "Mr. Schroeder, why have you never married?" His eyes popped open and smiled. He expected the question sooner or later. There wasn't a female he knew outside of business that didn't ask that question, "Well, first of all, we're both off the clock, call me Bryan." He waved his hand as to explain, "What do you want to hear? I never found the right girl? I found a girl, but she wanted a million kids? I found true love and she left? Or how about, I am married; to my company?" He looked over at her and saw her cocking her head with a smile, listening to his tale of rubbish. "Okay, the truth. I'm too busy and can't be bothered to put in the effort." She nodded, "Relationships are effort. But aren't the rewards worth the risks?" He sighed, "Every building I've erected, is still standing. Every contract I've signed has been fulfilled." Looking over at her he asked, "Can anyone be guaranteed that of a relationship?" Foxene was getting the real picture of her boss and it made him all that more approachable, more real to her. The man of 'steel and concrete' revealed a 'glass' side to her. Something obviously he didn't do to many. She felt privileged. She swam over to him and sat beside him. "Maybe you just never found the right one to feel you could put the effort into." She smiled sweetly. Bryan admired her breasts floating freely in the water and smiled, "Do you know someone that you would like me to meet, is that what you're saying?" He said gently, their noses almost touching. "Maybe." She whispered and kissed him. Bryan was stunned for a moment. "Why, Foxene... I didn't know... you... felt this way." He said softly She gasped and placed her hands over her mouth with surprise in her eyes, "I'm sorry Mr. Schroeder, I don't know what came over me. I..." Before she could finish, he took her in his powerful arms and they kissed deeply. She was shocked at first, but then melted in his embrace, wrapping her arms around behind his neck. "W... we shouldn't do this." She whispered between pants as he nibbled and kissed her neck. "I'm y.. your secretary." "Who's not on the clock. Neither am I." He replied as she kept pulling him towards her. He pulled back and looked at her gently, "But if you really want to stop..." She gulped and shook her head, "No." They kissed tenderly as she swung her body towards him and straddled his lap. She was lowering herself when her crotch contacted his erection through his shorts. "Oh... my gosh!" She said with a shocked smile and quickly lifted herself up a few inches. He smiled, "Would you like to return to the room?" She nodded shyly. Taking her in his arms, he stood up effortlessly, despite her wet fur making her almost fifty percent heavier. She had her arms around his neck and felt like a damsel being rescued from a lake by a knight. Once out of the water, he let her down ever so gently and handed her a towel, which she wrapped around herself. Bryan wrapped his towel around his waist, but was unable to hide his massiveness, which made Foxene's heart skip a beat. They walked silently to the room, Foxene in front. He opened the door and motioned for her to go in first. As the door clicked shut, Foxene opened her towel and turned around and with a coy smile, asked, "Dry me off?" He took her towel as she turned around, lifting her long hair out of the way. Drying her shoulders and kissing them. Down her back, nibbling lightly with his lips, making her giggle. She felt him running his fingers through her tail, padding it with the towel and rubbing his muzzle in the fur, not mattering to him that she was dripping wet from the pool. "Eeek!" She gave a little shriek and giggle as he gently nipped at her callipygian rear while caressing her hips. Standing behind her, he wrapped one arm around her waist, the other cupping her breast as she leaned her head back and kissed him. Turning around, she looked deeply into his gentle, brown eyes as he gazed deeply into the depths of her soft, green shining jewels. "I want you." She whispered, caressing his chest of sculpted perfection. He gently stroked the side of her face, "And I want you." He dropped his towel and shorts from around his waist and as Foxene got a full view of the stud, she went weak in the knees. "Are you all right?" Bryan asked concerned, stabilizing her. Foxene smiled and patted her chest, "More than all right." "I see." Bryan said, flattered. "I better make sure you don't fall, though." And with another effortless swoop, he picked her up in his arms again and carried her to his room. He layed her gently down on the large bed, giving her a kiss. Foxene felt as if she was in a romance movie. He layed beside her on the bed and ran his large hand over her body, exploring. She gave a sigh as he ran his hand across her breasts, fondling gently for such a large stallion. She moaned as he gave a suckle on her nipple. She ran her hands through his mane and gripped tightly as she felt his other hand caress the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs as he ran his fingers through the fur on the inside of her thigh, slowly higher, until she felt his large hand cup her pussy, rubbing gently. She looked down at his throbbing organ with a slight flare on the damp tip. Bryan moved himself in position over her and she watched his large testicles dangle and swing as he did so. She lifted her legs, giving him room. She gasped as he entered in her with a mix of pleasure and pain. He was gentle with her, easing up after each little push, giving her time to relax and adjust to what was obviously her first time with a male his size. He wanted the experience to be one of memories for good things. Kissing her tenderly, keeping eye contact with her as their faces touched, she wrapped her arms around him as he went as deep as he dared. Thrusting gently, the pain eased and the pleasure of their closeness took over, touching warm emotions in what could be called a 'candle light moment'. Foxene could feel his flare swelling inside her, stroking her pleasure spots gently from inside, that most males never even knew about. She moaned and panted on the verge of climax as Bryan's thrusting increased, bringing her to the edge. She thrust her pelvis in time with his and in glorious unison, they both gave a moan of ecstasy. She felt him swell and throb inside her with his orgasm. Grunting and nickering as he let loose pent up streams of pleasure, she felt a warmth running down her rear and over her tail as she could no longer contain his voluminous release. The sensation brought on another, more intense climax for her. Becoming motionless, all they could hear was the sound of their own breathing. They nuzzled each other and kissed softly. She stroked his mane and he her face. Again they looked into each other's eyes, their lust for each another was now sealed. She felt his satisfied member shrink naturally and withdraw from her. Her own feelings of satisfaction and fulfilment of a guilty pleasure made her savour the moment as no other before. Silently and for a long time, they lay in each others arms, cuddling, stroking, neither with any regrets or afterthought of their actions. It felt as if it meant to be and they knew wouldn't be the last time they shared such a moment.
"Good morning!" Anyu greeted the pair as they finished breakfast. "Did you sleep well?" "Indeed we did!" Mr. Schroeder replied as Foxene smiled. It was still very dark outside and Foxene wondered how anyone could adjust to such an environment. When she was young, she heard tales of the 'Land of the Midnight Sun', but never thought of how also in the winter it was the 'Land of Eternal Darkness'. But today, it was bright and sunny in her heart. "Any time you're ready, I'll show you around." Anyu said and looking to Foxene, "Dress as warm as you can, it's windy again today." He left the dining area. Mr. Schroeder smiled, "Back to work." Foxene smiled, "I think I'm ready for anything today." The next morning, it was pressing that they leave. The snow was beginning to blow and the pilot felt it was now or wait for who knows how long for the next weather window. Mr. Schroeder was signing for the final bill when Malina handed Foxene a souvenir. "Oh, an inuksuk! Thank you Malina, how appropriate to our visit." "I've never seen a double one before, Malina, thank you." Mr. Schroeder said. "Made it myself." Malina said smiling. "The north has a way of bringing people together."