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Katja walked up to the bar, clearly annoyed. "What'll it be?" the sun bear bartender asked the tiger taur.

"What do you have on tap?"

The sunbear rattled off a variety of beers. The tiger ordered a stout. She paid the bear and began to sip her beer.

"My kind of girl," a red fox next to her said, holdin up his own glass.

She scowled at him and returned to her drink.

"Heh, you look like you could use some cheering up."

"Go fuck yourself."

"Now, now, I'm not hitting on you, per say. Just advertising my services."

"Services?"

"I can make sure you get precisely the good time you want, if the price is right."

She was a bit floored by this. But part of her said, 'what the hell?'

"How much?"

"Depends on the specific service you seek. But for, say, a hundred I'll do whatever you want all night long."

She shook her head, "Too rich for my blood, I lost my job today."

"Oh, dear, you do need some cheering up. I could cut it down to seventy-five."

"Maybe fifty," she said.

"That's streching it, but I might be able to swing it, if I get a blowjob out of the deal. Hell I'll do it for free if you let me in that pretty backside of yours. I've always wanted to do that with a taur."

"A blowjob and an assfuck?"

"And I'm yours the rest of the night."

She thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Deal."

The fox smiled and took her arm. He led her out of the bar. "Your place or mine?" asked the cat.

"Whoever's is closer."

"My apartment is a couple of blocks over."

"That'll do."

"I'll lead the way," she stepped forward and raised her tail, giving him a good view. "Bet you're wishing you asked to fuck my cunt now."

"I was banking on you wanting that."

"We'll see," she sneered.

She led him down the street to her apartment building with narry a word between them. They walked up the stairs and she let the fox into the apartment.

"Nice place."

"So, what first?" she asked.

"How about half my fee upfront?" he ventured.

"Which half?"

"You choose," with a sly smile.

Katja stepped up to the fox, reached down, and zipped down his fly. "Ooh," he said.

She pulled off her t-shirt and tossed it aside. Her bra followed. "I hate such cumbersome things."

He quickly pulled his shirt off and tossed it with her clothes. Her paw was on the top of his jeans before he could get to them. She simply smiled as she undid his button. Then grabbed his jeans and boxers and pulled them both down in one go.

"Well, you are happy to see me, aren't you?" She stroked his staff, and he cooed. His cock stiffened even harder.

She lay down in front of him. He stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside. She pet his member a bit, then fondled his balls. He sighed. She wrapped her paw about his cock and began to lick its tip.

She lapped up the beads of precum that appeared. "Now, don't be too quick, I want to enjoy this."

She put her mouth around the whole dick and began moving back and forth, wrapping her tongue around. She made sure to use copius amounts of saliva.

Soon the fox came, semen filled her mouth. He pulled his cock from her and she let the cum drip from her mouth over her breast.

"Aww, you don't swallow."

"You failed to request that. But, if you're a good boy..." she picked up her breast and liked the cum off of it.

"Wow," the fox's cock still throbbed hard.

After an akward pause, the tiger asked, "So now what?"

"Whatever you'd like."

"Mmm, what's on the menu?"

"Oral sex, fingering, vaginal intercourse. I rim, I give footjobs. You could peg me if you want."

"I don't have a strap on."

"Well, there's always the anal or another blowjob?"

She smirked at him, "How about a show?"

"I could stroke myself, i you'd like. Or, heh, I'm flexible enough...,"

"Now we're talking."

"We have a winner then."

He sat down on the carpeting and lifted his knee.

She rolled onto her back and reached up to herself. Then she said, "I'll be right back." She ran to the bedroom and came back carrying an armful of blankets and pillows. She dropped them on the floor. "Make yourself comfortable,"

"Thank you."

They took some blankets to prop themselves up. After she was back on her back, paw on her crotch, he asked, "You ready?"

"Sure."

He bent over and began licking his cock. "Mmm...," she rubbed herself vigorously at the sight. "You mentioned rimming, would you lick your own ass?"

"Heh, not quite that flexible. I can go about as far as my balls."

"Please do."

He lapped at his scrotum. Katja rubbed her clit and slipped a finger into herself. She moaned. She looked back at the fox licking his cock and balls. "Just stroke it."

"By your command." He wrapped his paw around his dick and began rubbing back and forth. Katja had occassionally fantasised about masterbating with someone like this. The thought of it finally coming true had her plunging her depths even more vigorously. She switched back to rubbing her clit. Juice ran out of her and onto the carpet.

She looked up at the male again, he was staring intently at her. He rubbed at the base of his cock then wrapped his paw around it and stroked. She loved that he was getting off to her getting off. She pawed at her clit a bit harder and finally succumbed to orgasm, liquid gushing out of her onto the carpet. She glanced up and looked at the fox as he held back his own orgasm. He finally succumbed, stroking slower as his cock shot cum onto the floor.

She rubbed her insides at the sight, thumbed her clit, and arched her back as she drove hel orgasm further. Juice sprayed out onto the carpet.

She lay there, panting heavily, the fox doing the same. "Sorry about your carpet," he said.

"I did worse."

She looked up at him, his cock still rigid, he still stroked it. She let her eyes rest on his balls, that cute little sack that held the driving force of his interest.

"It's really a nice carpet. Really soft and squishy. I love it. Where'd you get it?"

"You'd have to ask my landlord. Though I wouldn't recommend it as he's an asshole."

"Heh. So, you lost your job? How?"

"Departmental cutbacks," she sighed.

"I worked in the biotechnologies department of Magna Industries."

"Well, that's cause to celebrate then. I know if I got fired from Magna Industries, I'd be so happy I'd drown in my own ejaculate."

"Yeah, they were assholes. But I do like being employed."

There was another awkward silence.

She rolled over, lifted her back end and moved her tail aside. "I want the real thing, now."

"Already?"

"You said anything I want, all night."

"Indeed I did. Well I'll just have to suffer and endure it, won't I?" He practically fell across her back and grabbed her tits in his hands. He fondled the pert nipples and squeezed her breasts. She felt his hard cock press up against her backside. Finally he lowered it down and slid it inside her cunt and began stroking rythmically.

"I apologize, but after that last bit this may take a while."

"Please do."

The fox continued fucking the cat, slowly, rythmically. Katja loved the feel of the card cock on her insides, at each rythmic stroke she let out a small moan. He reached up and cupped her breasts as he contiued his thrusting. She moaned harder and came, letting juice flow down over his cock. He continued fucking her, pulsing again and again until she came again, then she felt him orgasm, his hot cum filling her vagina. He slowly withdrew and sat down on the floor. "Phew," he said.

She rolled over and rubbed her tender clit until she came forcefully. Then she lay back. After a few moments she asked, "How about some water? I know my cunt could use reloading."

"I could do with a bit of a break."

She led him into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and slowly stroked his cock. "Not as tired as you claim?"

"I guess I have more in me than I thought. So, you're a biotechnical expert?"

She poured two glasses of water and passed him one.

"I have a degree. Though it's just a bachelor's. And I didn't take an internship, so I didn't have any experience, so I kind of took a job as a secretary, hoping that'd be a back door."

"How was that working for you?"

"It was working rather well, I thought. I mean, it was slow going, but Dr. Thoran was beginning to take me under his wing."

"Hmm, I'm familiar with Dr. Thoran's work. Pity, he's one of the few there that has a good head on his shoulders. Figures they'd do away with one of the few guys who knows what he's doing."

"Yeah, well, it doesn't do me any good either. It's all fallen apart for me. Still just a baby degree as far as the professional world is concerned and no relevant experience."

"You could try applying at Langston Industries, at least you have secretarial experience. You could try the same thing there."

"Yeah, that's probably what I'll do. It's just frustrating having to go back to square one." She glanced at his still hard member. "You know you aren't leaving that chair until there's semen on my kitchen floor."

"You do like to watch, don't you?"

"Mmm hmm. There's not enough good male masturbation porn."

"You like to masturbate?"

"Of course. Next best thing to sex. I love your balls."

He tossed them a bit, "Thank you."

She poured herself another glass.

"Thirsty, huh."

"Sex is very dehydrating. And I like to keep my pussy dripping wet."

"Good, I like a dripping wet pussy." She turned and raised her tail for him.

"I like to stand and rum my clit against thigs to feel the juices flow down the inside of my legs."

"Oh-ho-ho," he rubbed harder. After a bit, "I bet that tail is good for masturbating with."

"Yep," she tucked it between her legs and moved her hips up and down. "You ever come into yours?"

"Occassionally, want to see?"

"No, I want it on the floor, remember?"

Can do. He lifted his head back as he obliged her, his penis spewing semen onto the linoleum. He relaxed and continued stroking. He gulped down the glass of water.

"More? she asked.

"I'm think I'm good."

"Nonsense, I want you to keep your energy up." He handed her the glass back, she filled it and returned it to him. Then she stepped up to him and grabbed his cock and began stroking it. "I've never had a guy come on my kitchen floor before."

"Any other places you've never had a guy come?"

"Lots. Anyplace you have in mind?" she let go and let him continue stroking himself.

"Heh, I'd love to cum between those tits. I'd love to have you on your back and cum into your belly. I'd love to straddle you like a horse and cum on your back. I'd love to ejaculate again and again into that tail of yours."

"If you weren't so pricey that could be arranged."

"Pricey? You've already found I'll gladly barter."

"But you can't make any money on that deal."

"Meh, you let me do the worrying about my finances."

"So maybe I should hold out on the anal for another night."

"Oh, no. Like I said, I've actually never had anal with a taur before, and I really wnat that to change tonight."

She leaned agaist her counter, raised her tail, and said, well what are you waiting for?"

He jumped up and slowly worked his way into her ass. She had had anal before, and hadn't really felt the appeal. But the fox was different. He had the right rythm. Each stroke in was an ecstasy, then she'd force it out with her muscles, then he'd push it back in. The feel of him fighting her was the real pleasure. And it only got better as it went on. She could feel her juices running down the inside of her leg. She wanted to cum badly, and hoped he would finish soon so she could pleasure herself all the way.

As if reading her mind he came, pouring cum into her ass. But he didn't let her pleasure herself. He dropped to his knees and licked her clit. She came in seconds, pouring cum down his throat. She held onto the counter top to keep from collapsing from shear exhaustion.

She looked back, "I think that's it for me."

He collapsed into the chair "Good, it'll be the death of me to keep this up."

After several moments silence, "Heh," the fox laughed.

"What?"

"Oh, I was just thinking, I regularly insult Magna Corp for not having any buisness sense. But look at me, I'm a prostitute who has yet to make a dime having sex. And I've been doing this for a while."

"So is this your underhanded way of getting in women's pants?"

"I like to think of it as a hobby. It's still prostitution in a way. Sexual favors for sexual favors. Instead of money for sexual favors."

"I take it you work for Langston Industries?"

"You could say that."

She thought for a moment, then eyed the fox. "What did you say your name was?"

"I didn't. But you can call me Ted."

"Ted. Short for Theodore," she muttered.

"Care to guess my last name?"

She sat down on his haunches. "Why... why are you prostituting yourself. You're a billionare!"

"As I said, I needed a hobby," he winked at her. "You know, there's something else I need, at the moment. Well, I don't need per say, but a few of my secretaries and department heads think I need. A personal assistant. Someone to keep my appointments straight, make sure I end up in the right place at the right time. Not that I've had a problem with it, but they fear I'll slip up sooner or later and think an assistant would reduce the chance of that.

"You want me to be your personal assistant?"

"No, I want you to be my prostitute who assists me."

"What?"

"See, it's an interesting thing. Prostitution is not illegal in Lyre city. Sexual harassment, on the other hand, is extremely frowned upon. Actually adding under the desk work to the actual job description generally results in scandal. Basically, I can hire a prostitute to do secretarial work on the side, but not hire a secretary and have her do prostitutorial work on the side. Odd, that.

"So, sexually ravenous beast that I am you can guess what route I'm going to take. Now I like you, so I figure I'd make the offer. I like having sex with you, so you fit my criteria. You seem to like having sex with me, so there should be no issues with job satisfaction. You have actual secretarial experience, so you should appease my higher ups. And I can give you experience in biotechnology and then some like no one elso can. So, everyone wins. So, is that good?"

"I'll take it," Katja didn't even hesitate.

"Good. Stop by my office in the morning at eight to fill out the appropriate tax stuff, and I'll put you right to work. It's the big building downtown with my name on it in ten foot high letters, in case you were wondering."

"I know."

"I should warn you though, if you want me to teach you, I'm going to work your ass off. So I mean that eight a.m."

"Shouldn't be a problem. You'll be there then, right?"

"Yes,"

"Good, I'll just go in with you."

"Go in with me?"

"We had a deal, remember? All night, anything I want? And I was thinking, it's so rare to get the opportunity to have your boss kiss your ass, and you did mention rimming, right?"