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_ _** Many Thanks to LeiLani and EXos for their proof reading and suggestions during the early drafts of this version of Cabin Break**

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_ In this chapter there are appearances by several individuals or their characters from here on SoFurry. Look out for the following: _

_ Leilani Perierre - character of Leilani _

_ Mikael Wolker - character of EXos _

_ Adeola Oshodi - character of Shakattax _

_ Samantha 'Sammy' Star-Iko & Fox Star-Iko - characters of Foxstar30 _

_ Richard _ _ Maximilian 'Max' Cromwell & Samantha Rose - characters of TheAlphaFolf _

Selenica Rae, Natalia Ruskiri, Fiona Black & James Ferguson - characters of Ghosty (me)

_ All of these characters have been used with permission of their respective owners with deepest gratitude for both help and friendship provided. _

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Cabin Break

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Chapter 9: Life Changes

The day had been heavy with activity. Sam had felt rushed since he had woken and it was only now that evening had settled in that he had the time to relax and enjoy himself. Sara had taken him into town and bought him a dinner suit. No matter how much he protested and complained that it wouldn't fit in a few weeks because he was still growing, she insisted that it was for a special occasion. When she had told him the previous day that she'd take him for dinner, he hadn't expected something so formal.

In spite of his misgivings about his attire, he was pleased to see his mother so happy and so well dressed as they drove. She wore a long white, silk dress with splits that ran from the hem of the skirt to just above her mid-thigh. The subtle image of flowers and a Chinese dragon was weaved into the fabric with silver thread and coiled around the dress, giving her an exotic look. Her high heels were silver with straps that criss-crossed up her legs to her mid-calves. She had further accessorized with a silver necklace inset with a blue amethyst and two simple silver bracelets on each wrist.

Sam could barely keep his eyes off her. She had pulled the front of the skirt aside revealing her well sculpted legs. Smiling coyly at her son's stare, she lifted the top of her skirt a little higher, making it blatantly obvious that she wasn't wearing underwear. Sam knew he was being teased and loved every second of it. "You look beautiful, Mom." He said for the seventh time since Sara had changed for dinner.

She giggled to herself and looked over at him shyly, winking. "If you keep complimenting me, I'll have to pull over and be more gracious, Sweetheart."

"So, what's the big surprise?"

Sara shook her head. "Not yet, Hun, I'll tell you at dinner."

He could tell she was excited about something. Looking down at his new suit he admitted it looked pretty good for someone his age. "So is there any other reason why are we going out tonight?"

Sara smiled and gazed off into the distance as she sighed happily. "Just something a friend said."

* * *

Ten days ago.

Sara growled in frustration as she searched her office desk for a missing file. She was ready to finish work and head off on her vacation, but the missing file prevented her from leaving early. She took a moment to calm down, straightening out her skirt and blouse, then began her assault on her filing cabinet. As she forced the top drawer open, a knock at the door caught her attention. "It's open." She huffed.

A tall husky with dark blood red hair, crystal blue eyes, and black and white fur came in. She was smartly dressed in a midnight blue skirt and jacket with matching heels and an ivory blouse, similar to Sara's. She smiled and nodded towards the wolfess as she slowly strode across the room, tapping a file folder in her paws. "There's my girl."

Sara looked up and smiled in return. "Hey, Tanya, how's your day going?"

"Better than yours from the look of things. Are you missing this?" She handed her the file.

Relief washed over the wolfess' face. "Where on Earth did you find this? I've been looking for it for twenty minutes."

Tanya sat on the edge of Sara's desk, smiling. "You left it in the conference room about an hour ago. You were in such a rush, you forgot to pick it up when you left."

"Tanya, you're an angel and I love you forever." Sara laid the file on her desk then stepped towards the small couch at the front of her office and Tanya followed.

The husky laughed softly. "I know you do, Sara." The two friends sat at opposite ends of the couch and relaxed, taking a break from the stresses of the day. "So, are you all set for your vacation?"

Sara sighed deeply. "You have no idea. I'm fed up with Steve trying to come on to me every time I go past his cubicle. Last time I turned him down, he started calling people for advice on what to do. It makes me glad I got my promotion last year and have the office now."

The husky rolled her eyes. "Ugh, I know what you mean. I'm sure he'd be nice enough if he had a chance, but that ferret doesn't do anything endearing. It's like he's trying to repulse the ladies of the office." She paused then chuckled. "Who would he go to for advice anyway?"

"This is why I'm glad I can get away for a little while. It'll be nice to spend time with Sam again." Sara sighed again as she closed her eyes and worked a kink out of her neck. "I really hope he enjoys it."

Tanya gazed at Sara. "Is he being difficult?"

Sara snorted. "He's a teenager and he's been resisting since he found out about the trip. He wanted to spend more time with his friends, but most of them are leaving for vacation too from what I could find out."

Tanya titled her head curiously. "Do you think he has a girlfriend?"

"I don't think so. He'd have said something by now if he did." Sara caught the look in Tanya's eyes and giggled. "Why, do you want him?"

"Sara!" The husky barked in shock.

The wolfess laughed and waved her paw in jest. "I'm only kidding. It would be nice for him to tell me he had a girlfriend, or even if he'd had his first kiss yet."

Tanya slowly looked away and smiled. "It would be nice to hear," she said with a long breath then turned to face her friend again "But, it is his story to tell when he's ready."

Sara nodded. "True, but I know he'd probably tell you before me."

Tanya blushed. "Really? I haven't seen him in two years. I'm sure he doesn't think of me as his sister anymore."

Sara reached out and gently patted Tanya's knee. "I'd be surprised if he didn't still think of you as his sister." She sat back and sighed again. "I just don't know what to do with him to let him know how much I still care."

"Take him out for dinner."

Sara stared at her. "Excuse me?"

Tanya smiled. "Take him out for dinner. I know Sam, and he won't make a scene in public, no matter how embarrassed he gets. Have a meal together and talk things through once he's properly settled into the vacation."

Sara nodded. "I'll bear that in mind."

Tanya bit her bottom lip and glanced at her high heels before speaking again. "There was something else I wanted to tell you."

Sara looked concerned for a moment, but was suddenly overcome with understanding. "You got your college teaching position?"

Tanya nodded, barely able to contain her smile. "I did, I passed my final interview yesterday and they want me to travel to be a business studies lecturer at several different colleges throughout the year."

Sara scooted closer and hugged her friend tightly. "I'm so glad. You've wanted that job for two years now."

"I know; all that extra studying after work paid off." Tanya said with some excitement as she hugged the wolfess back, then sighed softly as she sat back. "There was something else too... Are you ready to move on?"

Sara frowned. "I... I don't know."

Tanya hugged her friend again, holding her close as she lightly stroked her hair. "I know it's hard, Sara, but I've been waiting for you. I've had short and less than fruitful relationships for years now because I was waiting for you. Now I can't wait any more."

Sara pulled back with a tear in her eye. "You're leaving?"

"I might be leaving permanently. I'll always love you Sara, but I can't wait anymore, not with my career finally taking off."

Sara gripped her friends arm tightly. "How much time can you give me?"

"Give me an answer after you get home. I'll still have a few weeks after then before I have to start planning my travel schedule."

Nodding slowly and wiping away her tears, Sara sniffed and calmed herself. "Alright, but I think Sam should know what we've talked about before I make a decision."

Tanya nodded. "I wouldn't want my surrogate brother to think he was being left in the dark."

The two friends wrapped their arms around each other lovingly. "Thank you." Sara whispered softly into the husky's ear. "You'll know as soon as we're home."

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"Everything alright, Mom?" Sam asked as his mother's expression saddened.

Sara blinked as she cleared her mind then gave her son a loving smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just remembering something."

"Anything important?"

She shook her head. "Nothing really. It can wait for now, but I'm sure we'll talk about it soon. For now though I need you to do something for me."

"Anything, Mom." He replied happily.

"I need you to pretend it's your sixteenth birthday."

"Huh?" He was confused. "Mom my birthday is weeks away, why?"

"I booked this meal as a birthday party, depending on how you like the surprise, you can consider it an early birthday present."

"Oh... okay."

Sara looked him over with a childish grin and purred as she nodded towards his crotch. "I might have to pull over if you can't keep yourself under control, Sweetie."

Sam looked down to see his erection trying to burst from his pants. He blushed and gave a soft chuckle. "Want me to take care of it in here?"

Sara toyed with the thought for a moment. "No, I might crash trying to watch you. Besides, it'll just go to waste, and if you're going to take care of business I'd prefer if it were on or in me." She winked playfully.

Sam grinned at the suggestion, but remained curious about his mother's intentions as they drove through the town, bathed in mid-evening hues from the sunset.

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He looked on in amazement as his mother led him into a large fusion restaurant. The décor was a blend of Oriental and Western designs. Everything looked immaculately clean and felt fresh. He wasn't sure what he had expected when Sara had first told him she was taking him to dinner, but he was pleased with her choice. There was a strong scent of spices and flowers in the air that mixed tantalizingly with a variety of smells of cooked meats and seasonings.

"Do you like it?" Sara asked softly.

The young wolf smiled, nodding enthusiastically. "It's amazing. How did you know about this place?"

The wolfess smiled happily. "I called the ranger station this morning and asked if they knew any good restaurants. Mike said this was a good one for out of town people who wanted some variety."

A middle aged liger wearing a black waiter's uniform approached them as they waited to be seated. "Can I help you Madam?" He asked politely.

"Yes, Prydein, party of two." Sara said courteously.

The liger checked his list of bookings and smiled. "Ah, yes, here you are. Right this way."

As they followed the liger to their table, both wolves looked around the restaurant. At the first table they laid eyes on, they saw a young female sea otter with an orchid tied into her long black hair, wearing a floral Hawaiian dress. Sara recognized her from a photo in a writing journal she had read recently. She was Leilani Perierre, a successful writer and entrepreneur from the South Seas. She sat across from a male hybrid tiger-wolf in casual business wear that Sara also recognized from the same journal. He was Mikael Wolker, another writer starting off in the business. Sam had to snicker when the otter snapped her fingers in front of her companion's face to draw his attention away from a nearby table occupied by three fitness models.

Sam grinned as he recognized them from several magazines his friends had shown him at school. Adeola Oshodi, the near giant hyena had been a personal favourite among Sam's group of friends. Her long brown hair, perfect smile and yellow summer dress made her quite the sight for his young eyes. Sitting next to her was Selenica Rae, a pink wolfess who had become something of a legend for both her unusual fur colour and extreme length of her black hair. Sam hid a smile as he saw her black cocktail dress. Sitting with them was a white and dark-pink furred husky also with black hair who Sam did not recognise. She looked pleasant enough in her teal jersey dress, and was certainly in the right company as far as Sam could tell. Sara bristled inside with jealousy as she saw Sam's dreamy-eyed stare, but said nothing.

As they approached the booths, they saw a young fox-wolf hybrid having dinner with a more mature Clydesdale mare. Her dark ebony fur and grey suit spoke volumes, but the folf's khaki pants and loose shirt left an air of mystery about him. Sam could see the attraction between the two was more than evident in their eyes, even though they looked to be from very different walks of life. Her appearing more aloof and he more relaxed. "It's just fine, Samantha," Sam heard as they passed, and the folf chuckled as he brushed his fingers over the mare's. "They're here for fun just like we are."

"Well if you say so, Max. I suppose she did get us together in her own way." The mare smiled and glanced over to a table further away before returning her attention to her companion.

Sam looked over to the table the mare had indicated, and saw a badgeress who looked to be in her early thirties with slate blue-grey hair and a dark chocolate brown dress. She reached across and grabbed the younger German shepherd she was dining with and kissed him passionately. When he sat back he looked overjoyed by her actions. "I never expected that kind of answer, Fiona."

The badgeress gazed at the German shepherd with love in her eyes. "Ask me again at the hotel, James, and I'll give you a more detailed answer." She purred suggestively. Sam wondered if that had been her answer, what had the question been!

As they approached their table toward the back of the restaurant among the booths, Sara turned her gaze to one more table, where two kitsunes talked enthusiastically with each other. The male seemed much older than his companion and a little world weary. His long brown hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and his orange-red fur contrasted with the dark suit and deep blue shirt he wore. At first Sara thought his companion was female, but something in her movements and mannerism's seemed off. Suddenly it hit her. The similarly coloured kitsune in the Chinese dress was a hermaphrodite. They weren't uncommon and with so many fertility options available that had led to more hermaphrodite children being born, they had become an openly acknowledged and accepted member of the sexes in the world.

The auburn haired kitusune herm caught the wolfess' eye and winked playfully. Sara just smiled and nodded politely as they passed their table. The hermaphrodite sighed. "I know, Fox, the training has been amazing, but I do need go and meet them again soon."

The male kitsune huffed. "Alright, but remember Sammy, we're not done yet. You still have another four months to go."

Sara was pleased with the location of their table. It was isolated in the far corner of the restaurant and boxed in with large padded seats, forming a semi-circle round the table. The table itself was covered in a long elegant white tablecloth with Japanese art and symbols on it. The waiter got them seated, took a drinks order and left them with the menus before going to attend to another customer.

"So, what do you think the surprise is?" Sara said with a barely perceptible nervous tremor.

"I haven't got a clue, Mom." Sam replied sheepishly.

She held his paw and whispered. "What if I told you that the cabin was ours permanently and we could move in any time we wanted?"

Sam took a moment to let what he had heard sink in. "Really? We could? How? When? What happened?"

"Ah, ah, ah, not so fast, there's more you need to hear first." She said steadying her shaking body. "If you want to do this, it'll be a permanent thing, okay? You'll have to change to a local school and then if you want to go to college or university we can arrange it later. There is a local college here, but I'm not sure if they'll run the courses you might want to take." She sighed. "If we do this you'll be leaving your friends behind, Sweetheart. It'll just be the two of us for a long time."

"What about you Mom? I mean, your job, won't that cause problems?"

She smiled and gently squeezed his paw. "Well seeing as you asked, I've had a letter of resignation ready for my current job for sometime now. However, Mike offered me a job here as on-site ranger for the park after it's made its changes. It won't be a holiday resort anymore, but it'll be a full time job for me and it pays better than my current job. If I take it, I'll be able to hire someone on as an on-site vet in a few years."

Sam thought again for a moment. "Who would you take on?" he asked.

Sara giggled. "Well for those first years they will send out vets on a callout system. But after that I would like an on-site vet. I thought about what you said a few months ago, about really wanting to go into animal medicine. If you did, would you like to be my on-site vet?"

Sam sat back and tried to absorb everything. He had given serious thought to taking further education already and was still very interested in becoming a vet, but he still had his friends to consider. He knew he'd miss them and that there would likely be some speculation about their sudden departure, but it was something he felt he could deal with in time. He knew his mother had gone to all the trouble of making their evening a special occasion.

Sara looked at Sam carefully. She was glad he was taking his time to think about what she was asking of him. It wasn't a decision to be taken lightly or without seeing the bigger picture. She watched as his expression became more and more serious.

Sam returned his gaze to hers with a furrowed brow. "No, Mom, I'm sorry." He said softly and then moved around the table closer to her and gave her a hug. Sara sighed heavily. She had seen it coming but it still hurt to hear him say it. Sam brushed his muzzle by her ear and whispered, "Not for a month or two, anyway."

Sara pulled away and smiled wildly "Oh Sam..." Her spirits soared in the moment and she wrapped her arms tightly around him then kissed his cheek.

"Thank you, Mom, I couldn't have had a better birthday gift." He smiled as he hugged his mother close and gave her a gentle affectionate squeeze.

Sara purred softly in his ear. "You've just made what's coming next so much easier." She pulled back from their embrace and stared into Sam's eyes. In those few moments where he had decided their future, her son suddenly seemed more grown up in her eyes. He wasn't just her son or lover any more. He had made a full commitment to their life together; he truly was her life mate.

"What is coming next?"

She giggled and let one of her paws drift slowly down to his inner thigh and squeezed it softly. "Just wait until the main course, Sweetie. I know I can't." She said, winking slyly.

"Mom, isn't this place a bit public?" He whispered.

She slid her paw up closer to his crotch to tease him. "Remember what you said at the waterfall; just imagine the rush if we get away with it." She purred huskily in his ear then quickly settled back into her seat before the waiter returned.

Throughout the starter course, Sam could feel his mother's foot gently rubbing against his leg. Her open toed high heels let her use her claws to excite him a little more. Sam returned the affectionate gesture by sliding a paw under the table and slowly scratching and massaging her calves.

"Mom, I know this might sound weird but..." Sam tailed off with a slight blush.

"What is it, Sweetheart?"

He whispered to her softly "I know I told you before, but could you wear dresses or skirts and heels more often, I think it's..."

"You think it's sexy, don't you?" She butted in with a coy smile.

Sam blushed. "Yeah, it's one of my biggest turn-ons."

"I know, Baby. Even as a little cub I remember your eyes wondering to every pretty girl in town who was wearing a skirt and heels." She giggled as Sam looked down feeling a little ashamed. "Don't feel bad, it's only natural." She rubbed her foot gently into his crotch. "And you know I'd that for you." She smirked before sitting up again, readying herself for the main course.

After they had been served again Sara scooted a little closer to Sam and whispered in his ear "I think I need some special sauce to go with this." She gently laid a paw over his crotch and squeezed lightly, getting a soft moan from him. "I'm glad I made you hold it in back in the car."

"Are you sure about this Mom?" Sam said as a shiver ran through his body.

"Absolutely. Anyway, nobody's looking our way, but if a waiter comes I'll need you to cover for me, okay?"

"I'm still not sure abou...." Was all he managed to say before Sara slid quickly under the table.

In her wildest fantasies she had always wanted to try a public sexual act. She had even talked about it with her husband a few times before he passed away. Sara tugged on his legs to get him to move forward before she unzipped his pants. Her heart was beating fast and she felt her pussy becoming wet as she slowly pulled his member out of his pants, then blew warm breath along his shaft, making him hard as a rock in seconds. As she gently teased his cock, Sara considered letting him do as he pleased with her once they returned to the cabin. The wolfess was over-joyed that her son had accepted her being so forward and in such a public place. Tanya had been right; he wasn't one to cause a scene in public. She teasingly licked across the tip of his cock making him shudder and dribble a small bead of pre-cum onto her tongue.

Sam was trying his best to look natural. He even tried to keep eating but his mother was in full control of him. The waiter stopped by again. "Are you enjoying the meal, young sir?" he asked politely. Sara froze for a moment and held the tip of his cock in her mouth, making Sam squirm and grunt a little before he responded.

"Very much! More than you'd imagine, I'd wager." He managed to say in a reasonably steady voice. Sara decided to push her luck a little further and slowly took all of his cock in her mouth and sucked on him firmly but quietly as she rubbed his balls.

"Are you sure sir? You don't seem very comfortable, is there anything I can do to help?" The waiter asked, worried in case he might be having an allergic reaction to some of the food.

"No, no, everything's fine. I'm just... wearing a new suit and it's a little itchy on my legs." He said, still squirming from his mother's ministrations. Sara held back a laugh; she would have to praise him for his quick thinking later, but she was enjoying herself too much to stop. She pulled back and ran her teeth and tongue over his tip as she kept on sucking smiling as his legs trembled.

"I know that feeling young sir." The waiter laughed. "Can I get you more drinks?"

Sam looked at his glass as he started to feel a little light-headed. "No I'm fine."

"Would you like me to get more of the same for your mother?"

Sam looked at her glass and then quickly down at his crotch then back to the waiter and smiled. "I think she's got enough to deal with right now, but she did say before she went to the bathroom that it's easy on the throat." Sara was trying hard not to laugh as she put a little more pressure on his member with her teeth.

"Very good young sir; enjoy the rest of your meal." The waiter quickly wandered off to deal with another customer.

When the waiter was gone, Sam slipped his paws under the table and gently gripped his mother's head, then began bucking into her mouth, catching her by surprise. She coughed a little and opened her mouth to accommodate his now-rapidly swelling member. Sara moaned softly as Sam took control and used her. She slipped her paws under the skirt of her dress and slowly inserted two fingers into her slit, moving them at the pace he was setting.

Sam let out a light grunt as his body finally gave in and released his seed into Sara's mouth. She tried not to gag on the large amount of cum filling her mouth. As it became apparent that she couldn't hold all of his cum, she swallowed a large amount and kept some on her tongue, rather than look like she had been painted with cum when she sat at the table.

Sliding her fingers out of her slit then quickly slipping Sam's cock back into his pants, Sara cautiously emerged from under the table. Sam looked exhausted, but the sly smile that followed as he looked at her told Sara, he was already planning something for her. Holding a napkin to her muzzle as she leaned down to her meal, she let the remainder of Sam's cum slide from her tongue over her food and licked a small sliver of cum from her lip. "Now just imagine how good your real birthday will be, Honey, and just as easy on my throat, I hope."

Sam chuckled and rubbed her thigh. "I think we should eat more before it gets cold."

Sara rubbed his paw. "I think you can have a reward for putting up with that."

The young wolf considered her meaning, and smiled wickedly. "I'll see if I can surprise you before the night is over, Mom."

"I'm sure you will, Merlin." She purred "Anything in mind?"

"Maybe. I'm working on it, my Lady." He growled softly.

The lovers continued their meal and idly chatted about normal things to avoid drawing attention to themselves. The bill came and went, and they sat at their table for a short while after they had finished, letting their dinner settle. Sara stretched slowly, carefully rubbing her feet against Sam's legs before she got up. Sam enjoyed her playing footsie with him, it was such a subtle way of showing affection but it kept their bond strong. "You're not planning on sitting there all night are you?" Sara asked with a playful smile.

Sam got up and stepped next to her, then whispered in her ear. "If you were in my lap I would have." Then he gently brushed his paw over her hip, making her shiver in delight. Sara gave him a long loving look before they headed outside to the cool night air. Time had passed them by in the corner of the restaurant; Sam was surprised to see that only a few diners remained from the multitude they had passed when they had arrived. He checked his watch and realized the restaurant would only be open for another two hours, then shrugged. He had missed an opportunity to impress his friends by asking for a picture to be taken with the three fitness models and for signed autographs. He shrugged and continued to follow his mother out of the building.

Stepping outside, Sam smiled and quickly gripped Sara's wrist. She stopped and turned to see what he was looking at. The three fitness models they had seen earlier stood chatting about thirty feet from them. Sara gave Sam a jealous stare. "Something you want to ask them?"

The young wolf felt cowed by his mother's heavy gaze. "Yeah, I want to see if I can get a photo with them and some autographs."

Sara looked back at the three females and raised an eyebrow. "Are they famous?"

Sam nodded. "They're fitness models. Arty showed me pictures of them in one of his work-out magazines."

With a stern tone Sara turned to her son. "I take it they were scantily clad?"

A fierce blush rose in Sam's cheeks as he turned away from the three females. "Yeah, so what? They're model's, they do that for a living."

"Why do you want photos?" Sara huffed.

Sam grumbled to himself before answering her. "For the guys back home. We were all becoming fans of them, and it would score me some serious respect points back home."

"Who do you like more, them or me?" She asked sternly.

Sam glared back at his mother with utter incredulity. "Really? That's what you're worried about?"

After a moment of stern silence, Sara finally let a giggle slip. "Go on, ask them nicely."

His ears perked up immediately and a broad smile crossed his muzzle. "Thanks, Mom." With confidence he didn't know he had, Sam strode up to the assembled group of females with Sara slowly following behind. "Excuse me. Could I bother you ladies for a minute?"

The three females stopped their conversation and turned to look at the young wolf before them. "Can we help you?" The hyena asked. Sam visibly trembled in delight at the sound of her voice; he had always heard Adeola had a strong African accent but when she spoke, it was if a dream had come true for him.

"Um, yeah. I recognized you in the restaurant from photos I saw in a magazine. You're Adeola Oshodi and Selenica Rae right?"

The massive hyena and tall pink wolfess smiled. "We are; who are you?" The wolfess asked in a delightfully well spoken English accent.

"I'm Sam. I was wondering if it would be alright if I got a photo or two with both of you and maybe an autograph that I could show my friends back home." His ears slowly dipped and tail sagged as he waited for their answer.

The pink wolfess and tall hyena shared a glance and gave a soft laugh. "Certainly!" They said in tandem. "Is she with you?" Adeola asked, pointing to Sara as she approached.

Sara nodded. "He's my son. We've been celebrating his sixteenth birthday."

The females all grinned, and the husky finally spoke with a Russian accent. "Well, you two certainly celebrate in style."

"Thank you." Sara smiled and then pulled her small camera from her purse. The females gathered around Sam and took several photos. Sara could barely contain her laughter at Sam's expression as the three females kissed each of cheeks and his forehead. She was glad she had the image to remind herself how innocent he could still be.

"Your turn, Mom." Sam barked happily.

Sara shook her head. "No, I couldn't we've already taken up too much of your time and I don't think I compare very well to you three."

"Nonsense," Selenica laughed, enjoying the moment. "A fit young mother like yourself shouldn't be afraid to show off with us. And I think you compare very well." It didn't take much coaxing before Sara handed the camera to Sam and stood with the trio of females and posed for several more photos. After he had taken the photos, Sam showed them what he had done and they were all impressed. "Have you ever considered going pro?" Selenica asked Sam.

The young wolf shook his head. "No, it's just a hobby. I'm considering being a vet though."

The pink wolfess nodded then reached into her purse and handed Sara a business card. "Let me know if he changes his mind." She turned and winked at the young wolf. "We're always in need of a good photographer on our travels."

Sara smiled. "We'll let you know. I'll be running the cabin site north of here in a few months time, so if you need a location, let us know." Sara reached into her purse and retrieved a note pad and pen, then wrote her phone number down for the pink wolfess.

Sam and Sara gave their thanks and as they said their fair-wells, each of the females handed Sam a slip of paper with a message of congratulations for his birthday. He gave a polite bow and nod of appreciation, then joined his mother as she stepped away. A moment later the trio dispersed and went to their cars as the two wolves set off to their truck. "Well that was eventful." Sara said with a giggle. "So, who was the husky?"

Sam looked through the slips of paper and read the one the husky had written. "Natalia Ruskiri, Selenica's trainer."

"Oh, I'm surprised you never mentioned her."

Sam shrugged. "I never knew about her. I guess she just works behind the scenes." Sara nodded as she continued to walk. Turning her head she saw the tiger-wolf from earlier waving at the husky. She smiled and began to wonder if the whole area had an effect on others, or if it was just chance that so much was going on around them.

As they continued back through the car park Sam stopped and glanced between the buildings. A small alley behind the restaurant caught his attention. He headed towards it and had a quick look around from the opening of the alley. He saw a few trashcans and a large dumpster at the near end, and with no doors on either side. "Mom, come and see this." He called over to her, his heart still racing from the encounter with the fitness models.

Sara looked towards the sound of his voice to see where he was. She knew he had always been inquisitive but found herself being curious. As she got closer, Sam disappeared down the alley. "Sam, where are you?" She said quietly as she followed after him. Passing the dumpster she looked towards the dead end of the passage and sighed, hoping Sam hadn't gone chasing some small wild animal for fun or some other juvenile act.

She got a sudden shock as she felt familiar paws slip in through the low back of her dress and softly rub her breasts. She moaned as she felt herself getting moved towards the wall beside the dumpster. "Told you I'd surprise you before the night was over, Mom." Sam whispered before softly biting her ear.

"Out here? And you thought it was exposed in the restaurant." Sara moaned softly as she looked over her shoulder. "We'll have to be quiet."

"I know." He growled softly as he moved his paw from her breast, slowly down her back and moved the long skirt of her dress to the side. "You really can pick great outfits, Mom."

Sara giggled "Well I had you in mind when I saw this dress. I hoped we would be doing something like this in the future, but I never imagined you'd want to take me in an alley."

Sam chuckled "I know, I'm a bad boy, but I have a sexy lady that I need to show how to roll in the dirt."

Sara laughed softly. "Did you just make that up?" The wolfess quickly found herself being bent over and bracing herself against the dumpster and the wall. She heard Sam unzip his trousers, then felt his cock tip sliding over her backside and quickly down her slit, making her moan again. He teased her by pushing his tip into her pussy slowly and then withdrawing several times, making her whimper with desire. "Please, Baby, don't make me wait..."

Sam smiled and gripped her hips firmly, then pushed into her slit with a slow powerful thrust, sinking his whole length into her. Sara grinned as she panted heavily. Her earlier attentions to Sam's cock had made his knot partially swell. She softly grunted as he stretched her slit, then slowly pulled back, making her quiver in delight.

Sara pressed her tail back against his chest then used her leg and stomach muscles to help firmly squeeze his length as he pushed inside her again. It was only the second time they had had sex standing up and Sara found herself enjoying the sensations and changes to the way he penetrated her. She also remembered that it was a test of her endurance and will-power not to let her legs buckle under the barrage of pleasure. Bucking back against him and breathing heavily, Sara decided that if this was the reward he wanted, then she could make it better still.

Sam was enjoying himself. He had watched several couples coming and going from their cars and was pleased that they hadn't been caught yet. Firmly rubbing and massaging her backside and thighs, he bent over her and growled affectionately in her ear. Sam felt on edge. It was so much of a risk that he knew he wouldn't last long. Sara had left him sufficiently drained from their time in the restaurant, but he had to slake his lust or he knew he'd go crazy waiting on the drive back to the cabin.

Sara began to moan loudly. The wolfess couldn't help herself as she tried to keep her movements going while trying to stay standing and keeping herself braced for support. She huffed and panted as it became more of a strain on her. Forcing herself to be strong, she squeezed him as tight as she could inside her warm pussy and felt him cum a little inside her.

Still not satisfied, Sam thrust into his mother vigorously, spilling a little more of his seed inside of her. Sara gritted her teeth and panted heavily as he continued to ravage her. In her mind she reeled at being discovered, but found herself wanting to continue. She smiled and stole a glance at her son over her shoulder; soon it would be her turn again to push the boundary of their public frolicking.

Sam grunted deeply as he pushed into his mother hard, pressing her firmly against the alley wall. In his enthusiasm he lost his footing and stumbled as he tried to stay inside her, knocking himself and Sara to their knees. Sam growled but was relieved he hadn't hurt her or caused any noisy disturbance.

Sara groaned then quickly looked around, uncertain if they had been caught. "Who's there, Baby?"

"No-one I just got over ambitious." He mumbled as he sat back on his knees and slid out of her wet slit.

Turning to face him and still on her knees, Sara growled lustfully. "Against the wall, now!" She commanded, then pushed him back and moved close to him. Now on the other side of the alley without the dumpster for cover, they were visible. Sara knew she was gambling with their relationship, anyone could pass by the alley and see them now, but she was willing to run the risk one last time. Slipping the top of her dress down, she wrapped her paw around his cock and started masturbating him quickly, licking and sucking ferociously at the tip of his shaft. "Cum for Mommy." She said in a gasp between bouts of licking his cock head.

Sam couldn't resist. Her sudden aggressive handling of him put him on a knife's edge in seconds. Suddenly tensing, he came with everything he had left over her face and chest. Sara purred huskily as his hot sticky cum landed on her fur, then gave his tip one final lick before she slipped him back into his pants and fixed her dress, brushing a little dirt away from her knees. "I think we'd better go before we get caught."

As they walked back to Sara's truck, they passed the two kitsunes they had seen earlier in the restaurant. They paused for a moment and seemed a little confused to see them walking out of the alley. The two wolves smiled as they passed them and said good evening. A moment later they both snickered to themselves, knowing the kitsune's hadn't noticed that Sara's face and chest were covered in Sam's slick cum. As Sara opened the car door she looked over at Sam and purred suggestively. "I think I need a bath. Wanna join me when we get back?"

Sam simply grinned and nodded.

* * *

The night air was crisp and cool at the cabin. The sky was crystal clear and the sounds of nocturnal animals and water of lapping against the shore of the lake made the night seem very peaceful. Lying out on one of the sun-loungers naked, Sara sighed happily as the air cooled her. Smiling to herself she recollected the night's events.

Their dinner outing had proved to be both highly eventful and enlightening for both of them. When they had returned to the cabin, Sara had enjoyed a bath with Sam. The release of his ever-building sexual tension has left him somewhat more placid than usual. As they lay together, Sam had taken his time washing every inch of her body, an act which she had reciprocated with equal devotion. Every touch they made increased their bond a little more. It had felt highly erotic but calming, their gentle touches and loving words building the romance of the moment.

With Sam already asleep, Sara considered teasing herself further, but soon lost interest in the idea. If Sam wasn't pleasuring her, she felt disinterested. She began to think about things they had said to each other during dinner, in the car, and from days ago. She was curious about her son's tastes and wanted to know more about what he wanted from her, and how she could please him. A grin spread over her muzzle and she hugged herself tightly as she considered all the new things they could surprise each other with, now that their sexual horizons had broadened and their adventurous sides had taken hold.

Stroking her tummy idly, she thought about what he'd like to see her wear, and started wondering what she'd like to see him wearing. Getting up from the lounger, she leisurely walked back inside and grinned as she saw the pair of her high heels she had worn earlier in the corner of the room. She thought about spending the next few days wearing them about the cabin and nothing else to see how he'd react.

Stepping into the bathroom, Sara looked at herself in the mirror and admired her naked form. She couldn't believe the wave of jealousy that had washed over her outside the restaurant. She had never been the jealous type, even with her husband. Considering that Sam had recently become her mate, she put it down to her motherly instinct to protect him from outsiders, but the thought nagged at the back of her mind. Maybe one or two trusted friends might share in their secret, but only after she was both sure of their silence on the matter.

Gazing at her own reflection, Sara smiled with the knowledge that her body was in such good condition. As she thought about her appearance she let her mind drift and dream of what she might have looked like. She giggled shyly to herself and looked away from the mirror, knowing full well Sam would have loved her no matter what she looked like. Turning back to look at herself once more she stepped back from the mirror, confronted with an unfamiliar sight.

It was her reflection, but it wasn't. Sara took a cautious step forward and gazed at her new reflection. She was bigger, carrying a little more weight than she did now. Her hips, legs, and arms were fuller, and her breasts were considerably larger, yet she still saw tone and strength in her body. Though larger, she seemed no less agile or pleasant on the eye. The wolfess grinned as she turned around and gazed over her shoulder at her larger, rounder backside. Looking at her new reflection she muttered quietly to herself. "Big is beautiful too." The wolfess smiled and wondered if she was seeing herself in the years to come. She giggled again knowing that if she had her way, Sam would have no less than two heavy-chested females to play with.

She turned on the hot water tap and a small cloud of steam rose from the basin. Sara took a moment to rub her tiredness from her eyes, and when she opened them again the vision was gone. Hugging herself tightly, she breathed a sigh of relief. The visions were becoming more frequent for her, but rather than becoming a worry, Sara embraced them. They were her window into the life she wanted, a truth laced with fantasy and endless possibility. She didn't know why it was happening to her, but she was glad it was.

Patting her face with a little warm water, Sara took a deep breath and relaxed. She turned off the water and quickly headed for the bedroom. Sam slept peacefully as she pulled the covers back and slid into the bed next to him. With a tender brush of her finger tips, she stroked his cheek and arm then whispered to herself. "My handsome young wolf. What would I do without you?" She pressed herself close and wrapped her arms around him.

Sam stirred and brushed his muzzle by her ear and whispered. "Hello Angel." His arms wrapped around her lovingly as they settled into a loving embrace.

"Hello Merlin." She whispered as she closed her eyes then winced quietly to herself as a dull ache formed in her breasts. Sara took a deep breath and let the ache subside before she drifted off to sleep in her son's arms, dreaming of their life to come and how soon it would come to be.