A Great Send-Off

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

---

"Thanks for dropping me off, Megan," Lindsay said as she stepped out of the car. "So annoying when mine's in the shop... But you're going to stop by later, aren't you?"

She smiled, brushing her red hair back behind her shoulders, though she was wearing her usual smart-casual attire for work of a tightly fitted pair of jeans that showed off plenty of her figure and a light blouse with buttons that was comfortable to wear. Working in a management position, she was fortunate that she didn't have to wear something more formal, but it was still retail, after all -- even if higher end.

Megan was her direct subordinate, though their relationship was close enough that she knew just what Lindsay was going in for, though she doubted, just a little, that Lindsay was going to get the reception she wanted. Still, that was not her place to say, a little on the softer-spoken side, her blonde hair coming to the middle of her back like Lindsay's, though she had it drawn back into a ponytail at that time.

"Of course, boss," she said, her tone light and sweet, though she knew her manager well enough by that time to at least joke around with her. "Like... Maybe an hour or so? Less than that?"

"Sounds great!"

For management, Lindsay was bubbly and smiley, though she just couldn't keep her positivity down. That was how she knew that things were going to go better than fine with Collin, one of her employees who was finishing at the company. She couldn't let him go without a proper send-off, after all, she thought to herself, her medium heels click-clacking across the retail floor as she headed straight to the office. It was good of him to hang back to sort the paperwork too, but Collin didn't really need to do that.

Not when she had far better things for him to do.

He looked up in surprise when she entered, sat at the desk that they rotated onto whenever the paperwork needed doing, though there were stations on the shop floor too when customers were sorting finance agreements especially for purposes. A few inches taller than her, she, for once, seemed to tower over him where he sat, though he should not have been so surprised to meet her there.

"Oh!" He said, lips breaking into an easy smile, running his fingers through his short, brown hair as if to smooth and pat it back into place. "I forgot you said you were coming by, I got so stuck into this. Did I need to wrap something else up before going?"

Lindsay smiled, though there was nothing all that unusual in that, only in how she leaned over the desk at him, a quirk to her eyebrow. His eyes wavered, straining not to drop to her chest, but that was merely due to the height she was at, how her breasts were, suddenly and deliberately on her part, at his eye level.

"Oh, absolutely," she said, as light and as breezy as ever. "I just wanted to let you know just how much your leaving is going to affect the team, though I know you've just got to go on to greener pastures! We can't keep you here when you deserve the chance to shine."

He smiled, a little abashed and scooting back in his chair.

"Well, I'm really glad to hear that," Collin said, "though I do hope I'm not leaving you in the lurch too!"

"So formal, Collin," she teased, scooting onto the desk and closer to him. "We're just sad to see you go and you'll be very much missed here. Everyone is thankful for your work, especially me. And I thought I could come here this evening, when everyone else has packed up shop, to really show you just how much I...appreciate you."

Collin blinked, though Lindsay made her intentions clear, perched on the same side of the desk as him and running her toe up his calf. He started and flinched, though she didn't allow any doubt to enter his mind on whether or not that had been an accident as she slipped her hand down his chest. Taking the chance to feel his muscles, though she was sure to enjoy them in fine form soon enough, her hand brushed his crotch, feeling the twitch of his body responding to her as she gently squeezed.

Collin grunted, heat rising to his cheeks, though he could not help but grin. He had to admit that Lindsay was pretty hot, her optimism something that had caught him instantly, though he had not thought that she might have been interested in him too. Regardless, he was not the sort of guy to make the first move on someone at work -- what with all those conventions and problems -- but surely the rules were loosened now that he was heading off to work somewhere else?

"Ah, I see..." He forced out, though couldn't keep the smile off his face. "I didn't...mmm...think that my work was appreciated quite as much as all this..."

She smiled, pressing in closer, his heart pounding, though her lips only barely brushed his cheek, teasing him.

"Darling, I think you should know well and truly just how much you are appreciated," she breathed, kissing his cheek, down to the line of his jaw and his throat. "But I doubt even I could convince you to stay."

She slid down his body, though would not be on her knees for that long as she parted his legs and made her intentions clear. He grinned at her, seemingly lost for words, but Lindsay didn't mind that as she would more than soon enough be able to coax moans from him. He wouldn't take much at all, not as she unzipped his jeans, freeing his erection, getting his clothes down enough to expose his thighs as he scooted forward on the chair.

His shaft throbbed into her touch, swelling with readiness, and it only took a brush of her hand and a firmer squeeze to have him grunting throatily, thrusting into her grasp. Together, they followed the natural flow of their liaison, not needing any guidance, as her lips closed lusciously around the head of his cock, sucking him into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck, Lindsay..."

She had many things that she would have said to him if her mouth was free to do so, but sucking a shaft like his down to the base was one of few things that could keep her quiet. Still, she savoured the fun of it, how his cock ached within her mouth, hips working with tiny thrusts that he could really let out if he wanted, but held back, for her comfort and pleasure.

Hopefully, she'd be able to get that out of him, in time...

He twisted his fingers into her long, red hair, hissing through his teeth as he couldn't help himself from thrusting, sinking into the heat of her mouth. He groaned, though did not yank at her hair, not even as his lust rose, balls aching as if he was already going to spill his load. But he wanted to hold back, to enjoy the moment, even as his skin prickled and crawled with too many sensations, all at once, for him to focus on any single thing.

She bobbed her head more quickly, need getting the better of her too, though he pulled her up before she felt that she'd hardly done anything, licking her lips where a smear of pre-cum had oozed out.

"Mmm... And I thought you would take more foreplay to get hard," she smirked playfully. "Not that you see me complaining."

Collin grinned, shucking his shirt and kicking off his trousers, along with his shoes. The only thing that he needed to pause to untangle from his body was his socks, along with his underwear which had snagged on a foot. Well, not everything could be seamless, after all.

"Let me help you out of your clothes... Then this desk looks like the perfect spot for you!"

He leaned into it, more eager than ever to see her in all her glory, though he was far from disappointed as he hastily helped her out of her jeans and blouse, sliding the tight fabric down her legs and peeling the rest off once she'd kicked off her boots. As her blouse was tugged free, it was revealed that she was wearing a rather flirtatious lingerie set in baby blue lace. It was not the colour, however, that caught Collin's eye to that extent, however, but how the cups hugged her breasts, pushing them up into a cleavage, the lines of the underwear cut smoothly over her hips in a way that made him ache to be between them.

He didn't waste time, kissing her breasts while she unfastened her bra, fingers easing down her underwear to leave her nude too. She obligingly laid back on the desk, shoving paperwork aside, and he dove between her legs, lips seeking out her pussy.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, though swearing was not usually something in her repertoire. "Oh, Collin... Damn, your tongue..."

She pumped her hips up as he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, suckling it into his mouth, though he had already found her wet down there, more than ready for him as much as he wanted to tease too. She hissed through her teeth and he relished in the moment, sliding two fingers into her soaked pussy, though she was neatly trimmed, her sex practically inviting the attention.

"Mmm, damn, I want to feel you inside me," she groaned, giving in to dirty talk. "You've no idea how long I've been thinking of you screwing me over this damn desk!"

He smirked into her pussy, courage higher than it had been. It helped to be wanted, though Collin only regretted not making a move on her sooner, or at all, as he ate her out, pumping his fingers inside her and sliding his tongue in with them, tasting her sweetness. If he'd been left to his own devices and not been as riled up as he was, he might have stayed down there all day, neither knowing quite how much time had passed so far. His lips caught her clit and she cried out in rapture again, arching up to him.

"No... Collin, I need more," she practically growled, swallowing hard and pushing her hips up to him. "Fuck me, fill me... Call it a little employee appreciation, from me to you!"

He laughed aloud at that, lighter than he had been in weeks, but was only too eager to slide up between her legs, standing with his cock poised at her wet entrance. It was with the taste of her on his lips that he pressed inside, easing her open, though Lindsay insistently wrapped her legs around him, dragging him in harder and faster to her.

Their moans tangled in the air as he leaned over her, one hand braced on the desk beside her head while the other caressed her body. It was needed, so very much so, grunting and gasping and heaving. Yet, right then and there, they were nothing more than two people in the throes of passion, his hips working to thrust harder and deeper, using the full length of his cock to please her, no longer employee and manager. Maybe that was the way it had already been meant to be, in the end.

A knock on the door froze him, sweat beading on his forehead, yet it was a cold kind of sweat, abruptly, as a chill ran through him. His heart raced, but Lindsay only grinned as the door opened to reveal Megan. When Lindsay's smile did not fade, he relaxed, though only a little. She shrugged half-heartedly, reaching up behind her head as if to show off her chest even more, arching up as his eyes, hungrily, once more locked onto her body and her small, neat nipples.

"Ah... Has it been an hour already?" Lindsay said, chest rising and falling a little more sharply than usual, though it was hard not to be ever so slightly flustered with his cock in her, despite knowing that Megan was returning. "As you see, I think Collin knows how much he is appreciated now..."

Megan grinned and shook her head, a tickle of pink on her cheeks as she stepped inside and closed the door. That time, she made sure it was locked behind her. It wouldn't do for them to be interrupted, for she was the only one that evening who was supposed to be any kind of interruption. All in good fun, of course...

"I'm a little early, but I think that I came at just the right time."

Megan didn't mind walking in on them, though she had not quite expected things to go as well as they did. She caught Collin's eye, though the man looked as if he had won the lottery when she started taking off her T-shirt, drawing it up slowly over her head to reveal the bra she was wearing. It was not the kind of bra that she would normally have worn to work, though the under-cups held her chest nicely while revealing her pert nipples, perking up in the cool of the office air. The overhead light didn't do her any favours, though she let her blonde hair fall loosely, out of its ponytail, as she shimmed out of her tight jeans too, revealing a thong that left nothing to his imagination.

"You don't mind if I join, do you?" She teased, though there should never have been any question of that. "I didn't want Lindsay to have all the fun and, well, you have more than enough in your package for both of us, I'm sure..."

He nodded breathlessly, though Lindsay squeezing around his shaft had him thrusting again, his attention first dragged one way and the other. Still, Collin's eyes returned to Megan as she slid out of her underwear, showing off her shaved pussy, her thong seeming slightly damp as if she had been anticipating things even when heading to the office.

Not that he minded. Getting to spend time with both of them at once really was like winning the jackpot to him, thrusting and grunting as he powered into Lindsay. He couldn't help himself, falling prey to more carnal needs that were never usually let out into the light, relishing in how he could sink into the present moment, enjoying everything exactly as it was. It was not always something present in sex, to be fair, but all bets were off that day as Megan wrapped her arms around him, kissing his neck, sliding down.

"Come on, Collin," she said with a wink. "You can do it... Just cum and give me a taste, see what I'm working with..."

He grunted, grinding in harder, though he didn't think he was going to cum as quickly as he was. Still, Collin could not help it, thanking his lucky stars that he was surely going to get more time to spend with them, heat rising and uncurling inside him.

His body demanded orgasm and he took it even as Megan pulled him back from Lindsay, much to Lindsay's protest, her hand wrapping around his cock to jerk him off. Though the sensation was still there for him, he gasped as he spent himself on her face, directed by her hand, creamy spurts of thick cum dripping onto her, marking her cheeks, trickling down towards her lips.

The mess of cum slopped down her face, drawn out in long strings even as she made a show of licking it off, not really getting any of the mess cleaned up, for that was not the point of it. It dripped and drooled, her eyes dancing with glee, though he groaned, still with more spurts to give. An errant spurt even strung out across the ride of her nose, though Megan only giggled, letting her lips hang open for the last drools to land inside. The white gleam of cum splattering over her tongue, mixing wetly with her saliva, had him groaning, eyes fixed on her, how his seed swirled around her mouth, Megan playing with it as if it was the treat that she had been waiting all along for.

"Oh, hell, Megan..."

Collin shuddered, even through the last pulses of his orgasm, dribbles of cum squeezing from the head of his shaft in the last vestiges. Damn, that was hot, hotter than it had any right to be. Weak at the knees, he followed the whim of his body in folding to them, his face between Lindsay's thighs. Though he wanted to please her too, it was partly under the guise of getting himself to a point where his cock was not as sensitive and, of course, could swell back to full hardness once again. To be fair, he didn't think that was at all going to be a problem with both Lindsay and Megan to make sure that he was more than capable of satisfying them.

Maybe, after all that, he was the one that needed to show them just how much he appreciated them.

Megan took the chance, while Lindsay squirmed, pleasure mounting, to kiss her manager on the lips, tongue delving into her mouth and the mixed mess of cum there. Her heart pounded, for it was nothing quite as far as anything they had done together before, just fooling around as friends, though it felt right in that moment, as if it was the natural progression of things. With Collin sucking on her clit with only her orgasm in mind and Megan kissing her deeply, sharing Collin's cum with her, all Lindsay could do was moan out her pleasure, the kiss deepening as raw need clawed at her. Cum passed from one mouth to the other as their tongues played between their mouths, cum drooling around, though neither had yet swallowed properly.

"Mmmmph!"

She couldn't help herself, head spinning, the cum kiss getting the better of her even as cream from Megan's face trickled down, further shared between their fervent lips. Her hips rose and she bucked through climax right there on Collin's face, though it was not as if she needed to hold back either. They were all there for the same reason, letting passion rise through, making the most of their time together. However, if Lindsay was exceptionally lucky, still with the taste of Collin's cum in her mouth, she would get to see a lot more of him too after he had actually left the business...

He panted softly, kissing her pussy as he rose again, Megan there, waiting expectantly. His cock was mostly back to full hardness and she turned her back on him with a flirty grin, showing off her butt as she braced her hands flat on the wall and arched back to him.

"Come and get it then," she murmured, pink in her cheeks. "And you can choose any hole you like with me, you know..."

He raised an eyebrow at that, though filed the information away for later consideration, presenting his mostly hard cock back to her pussy. It only, however, took sinking inside her to bring back his full, throbbing need, hissing out a breath through his teeth.

"Ohhh," she moaned, bucking her hips back to him as Lindsay propped herself up on the desk to watch. "You feel...unff...so good inside!"

Her head swam, licking her lips, though further words escaped her, grinding back onto him as he thrust powerfully. The slap of Collin's hips on her round backside filled the air, even as Lindsay's fingers wandered back between her legs, thoroughly enjoying the show as a smile pulled at her lips.

He lasted longer that time as he crammed into Megan, following her lead, how her body shoved roughly back at him, demanding more. She grunted out thickly, head dipping between her arms where they braced on the wall, a picture bouncing with the force of their thrusts, though it was the least of their worries.

"Unff... Yes..." She moaned. "Fuck me harder, I want you to cum in me this time!"

She cried out, his hand on her hip, keeping her stiller and in place for him as he pounded her, her backside bouncing faintly with the force of his thrusts. Lost in the moment, Collin growled out through clenched teeth, heart pounding, the warm bead of sweat trickling down between his shoulder blades. And yet he would not have chosen to be anywhere else at all except for exactly where he was in the moment, Lindsay's eyes on him as he took what he had never even known or understood was on the table for him in the first place.

To have two hot women, though Lindsay was maybe ten years or so older than Megan, was exhilarating, leaving him drunk on his own prowess, even though it had, most certainly, been their decision too. He grunted deeply in the back of his throat, thrusting harder and faster, his cock still too sensitive even though he had spent a little time recovering between sessions. He would have to go again, he was sure of it, but he didn't mind that at all -- in fact, Collin welcomed it.