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It never ceased to amaze Chloe that her employer was so quick to adapt: she could switch direction so easily that even after the terrible mess they'd made in the flower shop, Cassandra was right back to being a working girl, eager to get things shut down so the two of them could head back to her place, just as they'd discussed before.

When she was motivated by the end goal, it seemed that there was no limit to Cassandra's work ethic, and that was true of more than just her demands in the bedroom.

Chloe got an eyeful of that being the truth as they pulled into the gated community: she could see that the houses in the neighborhood were quite a bit nicer than those on the other side of the fence, and even in the middle of it all, there were large gaps between the yards, and privacy fences around most of the backyards.

The people liked to have neighbors, but they enjoyed their privacy that much more, and wanted to keep those same neighbors at a reasonable distance, conte with their own slice of suburbia being truly their own.

"You really live here?" Chloe asked, trying not to sound too surprised by the fact, but even as she heard the door close quietly behind her, she hadn't quite accepted the size of the house. "You do well for yourself, don't you?"

"Well enough, thankfully," Cassandra admitted. She didn't want to come across as boastful, but she couldn't help taking a little pride in the good life she'd been able to provide herself through the businesses that she owned. "And I'm always happy to share my home with good company, so I can't thank you enough for giving me the chance to take you on a little tour of the place."

Though it was a seemingly random burst of arousal between the girls that brought them to this end in the first place, Chloe was delighted to find that Cassandra was still treating her with respect and dignity, instead of pushing her to the couch and telling her to be gone in the morning.

She didn't know what to expect from her employer, but she was glad that, so far, things were progressing more like a continued fling than a one and done encounter.

"And you mean an actual tour, right?" Chloe asked, smiling with a hint of nerves. "Not just of the bedroom?"

"We can start there if you'd like to," Cassandra offered. She winked at her favorite employee and stood to the side of the entryway, gesturing for the human to step past the mudroom and into the foyer. "Though I'm more than happy to share the rest of the house with you whenever you like."

It was already later than Chloe would have liked: their messy interlude in the store was already keeping her up longer than she was used to, and that was when she was staring a morning shift in the face.

She couldn't fathom being up with the sun the next day when her body was giving off such strong signals of need...and she knew Cassandra was picking up on them.

"How about we do the truncated version?" Chloe suggested. "Where you show me all the things on the way to the bedroom...and then your favorite parts of that."

"I'd be more than happy to," Cassandra agreed. "But before we get started..."

The raccoon reached over and delicately took Chloe's hand, tugging her through the foyer and into the kitchen.

Like the rest of the house, it was just large enough to be impressive without being overstated, but more importantly, it was well appointed and decorated in a way that made the house feel lived in, without giving it a sense of clutter. Cabinets of white and counters of butcher block warmed the entire home, and floors of gray simply popped in contrast.

Especially brilliant were the bottles of red wine, kept in a mini-fridge that Cassandra had built into her cabinets.

"What kind of a tour would this be without a spot of something to drink?"

For a moment, Chloe was terrified to think of what might happen if she spilled a drop of red wine in such a white kitchen, but before she could say no, she watched Cassandra gather up a couple of narrow, stemmed glasses and a bottle of her favorite red blend.

"If...if y-you're really sure about it," Chloe accepted. "I'd hate to impose like this, though!"

"Doesn't count an as imposition if I invited you in, does it?" Cassandra reminded her. "You enjoy something a little sweet, yes?"

Chloe nodded, letting the comforting nature of her boss alleviate some of her concerns; she realized that it might be a little silly of her to feel so intimidated when they'd literally just had a sexual interaction in the shop after it closed, but for being in her early 20's, the human girl carried a sense of professionalism well beyond her years.

She felt a bit like she was walking on eggshells around the raccoon, even then, but a single sip of the offered pour was helping with that, and the knowing grin of Cassandra across the other glass was adding to an already sensual atmosphere.

"This is delicious," Chloe's voice spoke to just how rarely she drank something that had a higher price tag. "Where do you get your supply from?"

"I hit all of the local wineries that I can," Cassandra explained. "A lot of the local businesses around her like to help each other out, and I don't mind paying a little extra to help a small business flourish, especially in the world we live in now."

Chloe's respect for her boss was growing with every moment, and just as quickly as it was, her arousal was keeping pace every step of the way.

"That's very thoughtful of you," Chloe replied. With a quiet rumble of delight, she took another sip of the wine, making sure to hold the glass steady when Cassandra took her fingers once more. "Got anymore detours planned for us?"

"I wouldn't call the stairway up to the second floor a detour, as much as a necessary evil," Cassandra joked. "If you'd really like to go into detail about the texture of the carpet I've put on them, I'd be more than happy to show it to you, but I get the feeling you might end up with a few burns if we decided to try that..."

Chloe wasn't above any such suggestions, but she immediately flushed when she thought of her boss lowering her to the stairs and giving her the most delightful case of rugburn that she'd ever known.

She didn't know if she'd had enough of the wine to outright accept that invitation, but as she followed the raccoon up the stairs, stealing obvious glances at Cassandra's backside wherever she could, she knew exactly what she was getting herself into.

"Maaaaaybe later on," Chloe finally answered. "I'd hate to risk spilling this wine on the carpet, after all...I think we've both done enough cleaning for one day."

Picking up the mess at the shop was a joy for the both of them, but Cassandra didn't feel like breaking out the steam cleaner so late at night: she was happy to do whatever her employee was willing to, and if that meant a more traditional romp in the sheets, she was perfectly fine with that being her evening.

Hearing the quiet gasp in Chloe's voice as she pushed open the door to the master bedroom, Cassandra was stifling her own giggle as she took her eager paws and her half-full wine glass to the corner of the mattress.

"A brilliant observation," she agreed. "We can set the wine glasses down on the night stand, then...wouldn't be any easier to get this stuff out of the covers, after all."

A king-sized mattress was plenty of room for even three people to share, and most nights, Cassandra could only give it her best effort to fill out the space with her own body.

That night, she was delighted to have a little extra company, and a quick pat of the space next to her was more than enough to encourage Chloe to come and take a seat next to her boss.

The human couldn't recall the last time she felt such a cushy surface underneath her backside.

"You...a-actually get to sleep on this every night?" she asked, left in utter disbelief by her enjoyment of the extra, pillow-soft layer of cushioning in the mattress topper. "How on earth do you ever get out of this thing in the morning?"

Cassandra snickered. "Helps to set three or four alarms in a row...and to set the alarm clock on the other side of the room, when they ultimately all fail to wake me up."

Even before she saw the low-scale opulence that Cassandra lived in, Chloe had no doubt that she was attracted to her boss in a way that coworkers often had to avoid indulging in; seeing how well Cassandra lived, she worried for a moment that she might not be worthy of her employer's affection, but a calming, soothing stroke upon her upper back was silencing that inner concern with every pass of eager claws on tender skin.

"This is all...j-just incredible, really," Chloe whispered, worried that she'd sound too enticed by the space, and not the person who'd filled it with the character it had. "I can't thank you enough for trusting me with this, Cassandra."

"You're really quite the polite little thing, aren't you?"

Chloe blinked. "I..."

Her voice trailed off as she felt a delicate scratch moving around the back of her neck. More than anything, Cassandra was trying to make her employee feel as comfortable in the house as she did in the shop, and if the glass of wine would only go so far to help with that, she was going to have to take measures, quite literally, into her own paws.

Given the results she had with them in the shop, she couldn't imagine Chloe was going to complain.

"I'm very glad you like the house, but you can let your guard down a little bit if you like," Cassandra offered. "I'm still your boss...and I'm not afraid to be playful with that and tease you a little here and there...but I don't want you so tense that you can't relax and enjoy yourself. Otherwise, what's the point of having you in my bed at all?"

She was impressively logical, for letting her paws wander with such an air of sensuality.

"You're just...y-you're too kind," Chloe stammered, but this time, her voice reacted more to the touch trickling along the back of her neck than the nerves she felt. "And I can't thank you enough for that."

Drinking down the rest of her glass with a little haste, Chloe looked around the room for a moment, having forgotten the end table. "You're sure you don't want me to take this glass downstairs?" she asked, standing away from her boss's touch...but looking back at the raccoon with a delightfully subtle grin. "I don't mind."

Cassandra was nearly done with her own, but seeing Chloe move for the bedroom door, she placed her own wine glass on her nightstand. "That's very sweet of you to offer," she whispered. Stepping across the small gap between them and passing the dresser on the way, she reached past the human girl and pushed on the door, closing it in her face and wrapping the other arm around Chloe's shoulder. "But I'm afraid I need your help with other matters, up here..."

The empty wine glass fell from Chloe's grasp as Cassandra stepped in and stole a kiss from her tender, billowy lips before she had a chance to reply: that touch would have been all the preparation the human needed to be ready to entertain her boss once more, but she was treated to something much more than that...

...The delicate brush and curious taste of the ethers of wine on Cassandra's lips carried the kiss to another stage, and with just a hint of force, the raccoon pushed Chloe's own lips further apart, giving their tongues an enclosed space to dance upon each other and share the very last sip of wine they'd taken.

With her body pinned to the door and her arms trembling on their way to wrapping around Cassandra's neck, Chloe felt herself moving past the hesitance that slowed things down between them in the store. Even before she was invited back to the house, she knew she wanted to go another round with her boss, but she didn't believe that she was going to be lucky enough to have such an experience, much less so soon after the first.

Arousal was still fresh on both of their minds, and as Cassandra was quick to feel, it was plentiful upon Chloe's body.

"Mnn...g-getting a little...w-warmer down there..." Cassandra mumbled her way through the kiss, keeping her lips as close to the source of Chloe's ticklish tongue as she could. A single paw was dipping slow, rubbing over her employee's backside and exploring just how aroused she was in one of the most intimate ways possible.

Even from behind, Cassandra could feel the excess warmth growing around the spot, and she was sure to know the plentiful moisture again before too much longer: it was only a matter of where they were going to begin their second round.

There was a third round to be had, as well, but Cassandra wasn't going to get ahead of herself when she had Chloe on the ropes already. She knew she could bend the adorable human to whatever whims she liked, and she was sure that the small collection of toys in her nightstand would get a little use that evening, but for starters, she wanted to keep things relatively clean.

With their dessert already underway, she could think of nothing better to pair with the wine than something just a little sweet and tangy, and where Chloe was still just a bit shy to make such demands, Cassandra wasn't afraid to give a delicate push on the hips of the quivering human.

"We'll get to this, but...I want you to feel how warm I am , first..."

Chloe blinked, immediately catching onto what Cassandra was after.

Even without the bottle of wine split between them, she would have gleefully sunk to her knees and done the deed, but the bit of social lubrication helped her to take things one step further: she stole a brief nip from the end of Cassandra's muzzle before leaning her head away from the kiss, and feeling the pressure once more, she let her fingertips slide all the way down from Cassandra's neck to the softer fluff upon her arms, and finally, she drifted away from touching her boss at all, until her palms came to rest against the back of the raccoon's thigh.

She made as much of a spectacle of getting there as she could, without overselling her arousal...she knew that her tongue would tell everything that she needed it to, when she finally put it to good use.

"As hard as you work every day, it's no wonder you're all worked up," Chloe suggested. "You're always warm down here, I bet..."

Cassandra was impressed with her employee every single day, and no matter how many times she put Chloe to the test, it seemed the younger human was up to whatever she needed to do.

"Comes with the territory of working around such friendly company," Cassandra teased. "But since I can't have you between my legs all the time, I'm willing to take what little samples I can get..."

Smirking and doing all she could to keep her shyness at bay, Chloe moved her trembling fingertips up along the inside of Cassandra's thighs and followed the tender warmth right to the source: a tiny stain of arousal was growing that much larger as delicate fingers brushed across the spot, but for coming so far, Chloe wasn't content with a sample, even if that was all Cassandra had asked for.

Her thumbs, still quivering, hooked into the waistline of panties and yanked them aside, before an eager tongue went right in, pressing on the suddenly exposed hood of Cassandra's clit.

"O-oh...oh! Goodness, Chloe...t-that's a lot more than a sample," she tried to carry out her tease with a confident grin, but a single brush of Chloe's skillful down stole her breath away. The gasp that she offered thereafter was only an inkling of the pleasure and excitement she genuinely felt, but she didn't want to scare Chloe off with too strong of a reaction...

...Not when the kneeling human was doing such an amazing job of spreading the petals apart using nothing but her vigorous tongue.

"Didn't think you'd...d-done this before," Cassandra sucked in another tight gasp and reached down right away, raking her fingertips through the locks of her employee's hair. "Maybe you haven't, but that f-feels...waaaaaay too fucking good to be beginner's luck..."

Around the hem of the skirt, Chloe was able to gaze up and easily capture Cassandra's stare: they shared a heated stare for a moment longer than Chloe thought she'd be able to, but as much as she'd taken her boss by storm and stolen her interest, Cassandra was still able to take the lead...and a single paw atop Chloe's head made sure that she wasn't looking anywhere else until the raccoon was ready for her to.

Such intensity being shared in a single gaze proved to be fantastic motivation. It was a look that Chloe wasn't used to seeing from Cassandra; the human was dutiful in the shop, but no matter how busy she was, she was always looking for others ways to keep Cassandra happy, as her employer.

She never thought leaning back with a trail of liquid arousal dripping from her tongue would show up on the list of possible ways she could do that, but as she swallowed back that little sample and licked the excess from her own lips, she realized that she needed to keep more of an open mind...and to that end, more of a willingness to play on an open bed.

**

Clothes were left by the door and covers were scattered as a pair of bodies writhed in the middle of the gigantic mattress. The action was enough that the bed was shaking just slightly against the drywall, forcing the occasional, muffled whud from the natural wood of the frame, but the cries of bliss that the girls offered up proved a far greater noise...and one far more enjoyable to the ears.

"Got toys...s-so many toys...and none of them can d-do that!" Chloe confessed, feeling a slow, twisted swirl of Cassandra's tongue over her clit. The flat of the raccoon's warm, wet muscle was dipping down and penetrating Chloe's womanhood with an eager touch, only to pull back out and make a mess using the excess, while keeping her clit just tickled enough to stay perfectly sensitive. "Ooooh...f-fuck...I think I'm cumming again, boss!"

Chloe was struggling to keep in mind just how many of the smaller, teasing climaxes she'd already been pushed through. There was a certain frustration to it all, as Cassandra's tongue kept her body guessing and eagerly bouncing against her boss's muzzle, but all throughout, she was doing all she could to keep from drowning.

Whether it was in the flood of a raccoon's juices spilling across the fair, smooth skin upon her cheeks, or the choppy waves of the ocean of her own desires, Chloe was sure that she'd be going under before the night was through...and she wasn't upset about it in the least.

She only expected to drown flat on her back, but when she felt a sudden pause to every sensation, save for the warmth of Cassandra's thighs around her head, she couldn't help a dumbfounded blink.

"Did...d-did I say something wrong?" she asked, though the grin on her employer's muzzle had already answered that. "Was that a safe word or something?"

Much as they were in the throes of passion, Cassandra couldn't help a giggle slipping at that.

"Not a safe word, no...but if you're really that close to the big one, I want to make it a special experience for both of us..."

Exposed to each other completely, Cassandra was letting her own walls down as she rolled aside for a moment and shifted toward the foot of the bed. She kept one leg flat, and as the other lifted and parted her thighs, a small web of arousal dripped between the soaking, delicate fluff around her pouted entrance.

"If you're game for it, that is."

Chloe's own bits were kept neat, her pubic hair reduced to a minimum. As a human, she couldn't do quite as much to hide the folds of her sex, but that made it that much easier for Cassandra to line up with her as she opened her legs the opposite way, moving in closer at the behest of her boss.

"Just...b-be sure to guide me, okay? This part, I've definitely never done..."

"You keep saying that," Cassandra murmured. "And every time you do, you end up making me feel things that I've never felt before...s-so...I'm not all that worried about it."

The first kiss of their netherlips was enough to force Cassandra to bite down on her lower lip, stifling the groan of bliss that should have reached Chloe...but she could see the gesture, and hear just how desperate her boss was to keep that sound from breaking out.

A quick roll of the raccoon's hips forced her petals to slide all the way across Chloe's own; that brush was heavenly enough, but when she moved near to the center again and the hoods of their clits slipped alongside each other, the desperate human couldn't hope to keep her own chorus of moans from escaping.

"Ca...C-Cassandra..."

"Just let it all out, baby," the raccoon used the break in her words against her, keeping the charge and holding it as tightly as she was gripping the end of Chloe's ankle. "Whatever you feel, whatever happens, j-just...roll with it, baby...just let it out!"

There was no more lip left to bite, unless Cassandra wanted to bleed: preferring to let her employee know how much pleasure she felt, instead, she cried out and trembled in place as she tried to keep rolling smoothly, but she knew she was going to quiver against Chloe as much as she was going to thrust.

Those delicate movements and buzzing tremors proved just as effective, and Chloe couldn't hope to deny the same.

"O-oh fuck...n-no...not yet," Chloe protested, but she was already drooling against the cover as her inner thighs tried to clench. "Fuck, I c-can't...I can't stop it, boss! I'm cumming! I'm c-cumming!"

Grabbing the plentiful, unnecessary covers and finding herself evermore grateful for their presence, Chloe tried not to rip at them with her nails, but she knew she wasn't controlling any part of her actions any longer.

Her body was thrashing against the cushy mattress, doing whatever the firing nerves and rapid, eager fluttering of her orgasmic muscles demanded.

"That's t-the way, baby...just like I said!" Cassandra praised her, knowing how rare it was for Chloe to let her walls down like that. "Let e-everything out...let it spill all...f-fucking...over...me!"

Stiffening up and arching her back into the scissoring cross of their legs, Cassandra felt her own juices spilling over and making a terrible mess of her employee, in nearly as much volume as the one Chloe made in the store before...

**

Rolling around in the small puddle that they'd made together was enough for the pair to giggle and push the first layer over covers to the floor, making more of a mess in the wide, clean bedroom than Cassandra had in what seemed like ages.

It was refreshing to see any sort of clutter on the floor, but the trail of empty glasses, scattered clothes and strewn covers told a tale, and the resolution was laying in the bed, curled up at her side and trying not to fall asleep in the afterglow.

"It's...it's really already that late, isn't it?" Chloe asked, seeing the low lights of an alarm clock out of the corner of her eye. "And I've gotta open the shop today..."

"I'll call in a favor for you," Cassandra joked. "And all you have to do is spend the morning here in bed with me...sound like a fair trade?"

Her arm was loosely draped over the racoon's side already, but Chloe squeezed her tight and nestled in closer at that offer. She didn't want that moment to end, but the sooner she fell asleep, the sooner she could wake up and get back to showing her boss what a reliable worker she really was.