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Office Politics and Promotions (Esmeraldine x furryluvah)

Esmeraldine

Esmeraldine

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"Oh no oh no! I'm late! Ooohh nooo I'm soooo late!" The cries of a distressed young bovine rang out as she lumbered her way up the stairs as best she could, the loud slams of her hefty hooves ringing out in the open courtyard in front of the imposing building that would house her new job. Despite the clothes she wore, her bra and tight blouse couldn't stop her luscious, milky breasts from bouncing, and neither could her tight pencil skirt contain her wonderfully filled rump, which itself seemed to jiggle far more than any other part of her body. Indeed, the young cow girl had curves to spare, and was just bulky enough that her wide hips would test the limits of comfortable handling for most guys.

Meanwhile, up on the eighth work floor, the day had already begun and several of the female furries there sat at their desks, chatting as they worked. "Do you think he'll take me first today? Oh I hope he takes me first today!" the giraffe woman, Flo, pondered aloud to her fellow coworkers, to the which the other two scoffed. "What? I'm never first..."

"Don't you know you always save the best for last? If he takes you first, he obviously wants you out of the way," Gwen, her ocelot coworker shot back, "He takes me first like all the time cause he's bored of me. Like what the fuck... you know I'm a good fuck, right? My boyfriend says so."

"Yeah, you have a boyfriend, so why do you want to hog the boss all to yourself?" interrupted the final woman, the cheetah named Stacy, "It's not fair, neither of us has a man in our lives."

"What are you talking about? Flo gets fucked by that guy all the time!"

"B-but he's just a fuck buddy, is all... he doesn't count!"

All the time the ladies were bickering and arguing, their boss would've been in his office, within viewing distance of the three ladies. And he'd better get on it at some point, or they would carry out their threat against him...
 
Jason was in his office, letting out a sigh as he sipped his coffee, mentally preparing himself for yet another Monday at the office. He was a mid level manager for the small sales department of a firm that sold electronics equipment to various manufacturing business across the nation. It was about as boring of a paper pushing, desk jockey job as it sounded, with just the smallest of twists. He had to take an hour to fuck the females he presided over at least once a day, or they would press a sexual harassment suit against him. It was the consequences of having a single, solitary one night stand with a female subordinate, and of course this being an office space word spread faster than a case of herpes in a Taiwanese whorehouse, so now he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Normally, this would be literally every single heterosexual man's fantasy, but the fact was with the exception of his giraffe, Flo, he simply wasn't into most of his female employees. All were too thin, with the stereotypical Barbie doll bodies that could only come from a plastic surgeon. However, he was able to get a respite, at least early on in the day, because he was going to train a new employee, female, and show her around the office. He finished his coffee with a grimace, and emerged onto the office floor, waiting out by the reception area for his new hire to emerge. He tried to ignore the stares his female subordinates gave him. "Yes, I know, I'll be with you soon Gwen, but I have to show the new girl around before I get to you guys." He let out a sigh, wondering how long it would take for the new girl to pick up on how things worked around here.
 
"Oh shh here he comes!" Stacy said, quieting down the other two ladies as their boss emerged from his hiding place. All three of them were anxious, while Flo was a bit nervous. She was likely the least of the three to really be in on it, but the promise of her sexy boss fucking her was too good to pass up. The ring leader happened to be Stacy, though it wasn't something Jason could know for sure. Either way, the three of them stared at him blankly as, rather than come over as usual, he instead went toward reception. "What the hell?"

As if he knew exactly what she was going to say, Gwen shut up with just a look, with him having basically figured them out quite well. "Pfft… I bet she's one of those pencil thin little bitches..." Gwen whispered to her coworkers, "She won't last a day with him." Though she couldn't be more wrong.

As the elevator finally came up to his floor, it opened, and several worker bees came out. But no intern. It was odd, she was already 10 minutes late... Though at that point, he could hear desperate, tired clopping coming up the stairs. At the same time, he could also hear vivid panting of a female who was desperately out of breath, as Anna reached the second to last flight. "Ohhh... uughn.. god..." she cried to herself, all disheveled and sweating as her large body wasn't built to sprint up stairs. Well... she had missed the elevator, what choice did the bumbling girl have?
 
Jason's eyes glanced up towards the clock, it was already ten after nine. It wasn't exactly making a good first impression to be late on your first day, but Jason tried not to read into the situation. It was entirely possible that she got turned around or stuck in traffic, lord knows that had happened to him a few times. He felt his ears perk up when he heard gasping and moaning coming up the stairs. He thought it was odd, usually everyone took the elevator to get all the way to the eighth floor, unless the elevator was broken that was. If that was the case, then all was forgiven. Jason dreaded seeing the "Out of Order" sign on the building elevators too, so he could sympathize.

Jason watched as the new hire finally emerged, and he felt his eyes widen and his cock give a twitch of desire as the slightly sweaty, slightly disheveled, but incredibly voluptuous bovine made her way through the door and too the reception desk, panting for breath. Jason felt his eyes narrow and a mischievous grin form on his face. It was as if some God out there read his thoughts and put a plump girl right into his lap while he was dreading having his obligatory sex with the skinnier one. He was quick to stride over to the receptionist's desk and introduce himself. "Hello, I'm Jason, the manager of this little sales firm, and you must be Anna. I just wanted to be the first to welcome you to our office and show you around before I let the girls teach you the nitty gritty of the sales world." He says with a chuckle, his arm wrapping around the buxom bovine's waist as he immediately began to steer her towards where her cubicle would be.
 
Her hoofsteps rang out as she finished the last portion of the stairs, albeit far slower than the previous ones, and just barely managed to reach the reception desk, completely out of breath. Anna's chest heaved, jiggling her luscious breasts back and forth where they sat strapped beneath her blouse. As she needed to lean forward a bit to catch her breath better, her luxurious thick rump stuck out, clad tightly within that wide pencil skirt, to which her panty lines bled through. Just like her bovine posterior, the hem of the undergarments showed just how large they were, practically advertising the lack of any non-natural additions down there.

"H-huh?" she managed to spit out as her new boss presented himself. With wide, gorgeous blue eyes, she stood up and trembled nervously. "A-ah! I'm sorry! I'm late I know but... I uh missed the bus... and then elevator... and..." Her voice sounded genuine, despite how much like excuses they seemed to be. The girl was a bit taller than he was, not like Flo, but also much wider than him. So when he suddenly took her by her waist, which required him to really stretch his arm to do so, she quieted down and blushed as he brought her forth. "Oh..."

He could see the stares of the other three though, and how vile each set of eyes was quickly becoming. It wasn't hard for them to realize exactly what this sudden chemistry would mean...
 
Jason was a bit surprised to see that the bovine girl was a good few inches taller than he was, but that didn't stop his handsy approach. In fact, it only encouraged him more. As he led her towards her cubicle, his hand "accidentally" brushed her huge backside, his eyes glued to her jiggling, luscious breasts that bounced with every step she made. He stopped to show her the other three girls, her coworkers, who as he predicted were staring daggers at the buxom bovine. "Alright Anna, these three lovely ladies will be your coworkers. Flo is the giraffe, Stacey is the cheetah, and Gwen is the ocelot. If you need any help getting acclimated, they will be more than happy to assist you." His expression gave a silent but clear warning to her new coworkers. "Isn't that right girls?"

After they gave him their grudging yes, the tour continued. It wasn't a big office, so it didn't take long to show her the break room, the fridge, the coffee maker, and finally her cubicle. He took her down towards Stacey's cubicle, giving her a headset and a chair to sit on. "Stacey here is our best sales person, but that means she also has more clients than the other two girls. We're going to have you listen in on her calls for about a month or so, that way you can see what you'll be dealing with, how to deal with invoices on the computer, all those other things. And if there is ANYTHING at all that you need of me, feel free to come see me in my office." He says, giving her wide shoulders an abnormally long rub before heading over to Gwen, asking her if he could see her in his office to go over some "numbers".
 
Not that he wouldn't be used to taller girls, as Flo was even taller than the bovine. As a result, though, her weight was more evenly distributed, making her look somewhat less plump than this newcomer was. Her hooves were heavily muffled upon the carpeted floor of the office, though the creeks could certainly felt and heard, exposing her as weighty as she was. It was actually a wonder that her thinner 'feet' could support all that lovely bovine mass. Though as they went along, he started to discover one of her problems, as her butt knocked into another co-worker's chair as he was drinking coffee, making it spill over himself and his keyboard.

"A-ahh... s-sorry!" Anna said quickly at the sounds of his screams, which obviously attracted the whole office. A few others had to rush over to attend to him, since the boss seemed busy. "I'm really sorry...." she murmured to Jason, though he felt her jitter a bit as she felt the brush against her butt. For as wide as it was, she could still feel things going on. "Uh... hi..." she said, trying her best to put up a smile as she looked over the loveliest ladies of the office. Obviously, the feeling wasn't exactly mutual.

"Oh hey.... you're the new intern?" Flo said, the first one to break into it and least venomous of the bunch. The two visually scolded the giraffe for her nice insolence and she quickly verbally retreated.

"Oh sure, anything you need... just ask us..." Stacy remarked sarcastically. Though everyone there saw how oblivious the cow girl was as she smiled and nodded, thanking her rivals for their support. The three women looked at each other confused, and when they had moved on, Stacy whispered, "Are we really dealing with that stupid cow here?"

Elsewhere, Anna followed along and did was he wanted, slipping into the chair he designated for her, albeit it groaned under her weight. "Hm, okay, I think I can do this!" Again, though, she got the jitters as she felt him massaging her shoulders and she blushed. None of her bosses had ever gotten so friendly with her like that... but then again, she'd never worked in an office before so...

As he made his way back to his office, Gwen perked up, and despite everything she said previously, she immediately accompanied him in there. "Oh sure sure, numbers," she said with a smile, poking her fingers into her hair to made sure she was presentable enough.
 
Jason barely noticed as Anna's plump, jiggling ass bumped the only other male on this floor, a marketing rep's coffee on his keyboard while walking down the narrow hallway. He did however carefully notice her reaction when he "accidentally" touched her ample backside. She didn't shoot him a glance that could make milk curdle, no remarks about sexism, there was hope there. He felt his spirits rise as he and Gwen made their way to his office. He might even be able to be a bit more enthusiastic about their regularly schedule romp than he might normally have been, granted the new girl's ass would be on his mind virtually the entire time. However, he had to deal with the open hostility the other three were showing Anna. It wouldn't do if their bitchy attitude drove her out of the office.

He closed the door behind Gwen and turned to face her, letting out a sigh. "Alright, before we get started, we have to address this new girl situation. It's obvious I'm into her, and it's obvious you hate her guts because you think she's going to disrupt the little arrangement we have going on. I'm here to tell you that it's not going to change. With that being said, corporate did authorize quite a big bonus for one of the sales employees, so if you or the other girls were able to be nice to Anna and get her to warm up to and be a part of that little arrangement, you may just see a big bump in your pay check when this quarter ends. Do you think you can work with me here?" He said in a pleading voice that was rare for him to use.
 
From a distance, he could see Anna was already starting to pester Stacy, as the bovine had no clue what really to do, and Stacy, being one of the star employees despite how much time she spent hanging out and chatting, was clearly off her game when she was distracted by such nonsense. Flo sat at her own desk, quietly working by herself as tended to happen when there was no one else to talk to.

Meanwhile, in his office, Gwen folded her arms when he wasn't up to immediately keep his part of the bargain. "What, miss big tits, fat ass over there?" the ocelot snarled, not making any attempt to hide her feelings about a newbie coming in to steal their thunder. After all, if he had this new bitch to keep him satisfied, their chances of moving up seemed a lot more limited. At the same time, she did hear him out and groaned, the money bonus being quite tempting. "Just one of us?" she said, carefully thinking about her options. He did have three girls to pick from, though he knew well enough that while she loved to fuck him, she did have actual feelings for her boyfriend, and a fat paycheck could definitely be nice for the two of them.
 
Jason watched as Anna asked Stacey questions. He just hoped that Stacey could keep from biting her head off. Sex contracts aside, it was never any fun being the new employee and having to learn everything all over again. He fully planned on sharing this same information with her and then Flo afterwards. He did have to make it a fair contest, otherwise the other two girls would really hate his guts, Anna's, and Gwen's. He winced at Gwen's less than flattering remarks about Anna, but then paused as Gwen asked if it would be just the one person. "Well, that's up to you three, you could compete with each other, or you could play nice and each get a piece. It's $1,500, so divide that by three and you would be getting $500 each, just in time for Christmas too. Now, I do have to let you know that I'm going to tell Flo and Stacey the same thing I'm telling you, I have to make sure it's a fair contest, otherwise all that's going to happen is that Stacey and Flo will hate your guts as well as Anna's and mine."

He let her think about it for awhile, and then decided that one way or another he had other business he needed to attend to. "After you've thought about it, give me your answer, and then start sucking on this cock you always say is so much nicer and bigger than your boyfriend's." He says, unzipping his pants and pulling out his thick, throbbing length.
 
At some point, Stacy got up and went to the bathroom, in the usual tirade sort of way she did when things weren't going her way. She likely wouldn't be back for awhile either. It left Anna sitting there patiently, tapping on her knees as she waited, looking over the desk of the girl she was supposed to learn from. Left all alone, with the star employee's equipment and account.

Gwen flared her nostrils as he revealed his plan, and she couldn't quite be all that happy about it. $1500 was... a lot. It could help the two of them move in together, something they had been saving a year to do. The prospect of living with her boyfriend excited her, but the fact that she either had to compete for it or split it bugged her. "I'm sure they'd understand..." she lied, and they both knew it. When it came to money, the ocelot tended to be... more slick than the others. Flo had her little fuck buddy and his family to provide for her, while Stacy... well Stacy was just a whore who could get any guy to pay for anything she wanted. As the oldest of the three women, Gwen had a man in her life, and wasn't quite as open to random strangers. So... she obviously felt like she needed the money. "You sure you couldn't keep this between us?"

Still, she didn't come up with a decision yet, so she got down on her knees, disappearing from the view of the office, and grabbed his cock in her experienced hands and started to stroke it, giving it a soft kiss and followed it with a nice lap of her semi-rough tongue. "You know it's just for show right..." she muttered, even though it was true. Then, she pulled her lips around his thickness and slid down to engulf his member.
 
Jason had hoped that this would be enough to bribe the three girls into being nice to Anna while helping him get what he wanted. He knew that Gwen had a boyfriend, and apparently the boyfriend had either no idea he existed or was incredibly open minded, because they were still a loving couple, at least they were at the last Christmas party where he saw them briefly together before he and Flo wound up having a bathroom quickie. He let out yet another sigh, having the feeling that this transition was going to bring a lot of those out of him before it was done. Why couldn't Anna have just been some skinny bitch with no tits and ass? Why did she have to be the chubby girl that only inhabited his wettest dreams? "Nn fine, you'll get the money, but not a single word about this to Stacey or Flo. If you do, I'll deny we ever had this conversation, and the money will go to one of those two instead. Also, if you're the only one getting the money for this, then it's not fair for Stacey to show her the ropes, you'll be her new mentor, and you better be nice to her while you're doing it too."

He shrugged his shoulders as she tried to convince him it was just for show, but he temporarily forgot about his troubles as she wrapped his lips around his member and slide her maw down, taking him into her throat with all the finesse of a well trained whore. Figure aside, Gwen easily gave the best head out of the three. "Nn fuck." He grunted, placing his head on the back of her head to keep her there, beginning to thrust in and out of her mouth.
 
While Gwen didn't say anything verbally, the fact that she immediately got to sucking him a lot more vigorously should've been enough answer for him. After all, if she wanted to take her time making him cum, she could. Though at the same time, when she was feeling generous, she could get zealous enough to make the experience a short one, likely all the more for him to get it over with. So... call it approval as her tongue lapped around with practiced mastery, his lips deep dick engulfed in a fury of laps of her rough tongue, suckage with her lips, and when he decided to get in on it, the whirl of motion around it.

Meanwhile, back at Stacy's desk, Anna saw there was a caller on the line and being the polite girl that she was, answered it. "Hello?" she asked, with the person immediately started to be irate with her. After all, no one wanted to wait on hold, least of all when business were involved. It was a strategy that worked very well for Stacy, essentially holding their time hostage if they wanted the best deals. Or if they were pricks, they could go fuck themselves. But Anna didn't know any of that. "Uh... um... s-sure, gimme one moment..." The bovine started to look through the database before her, completely unfamiliar. "Okay... you want... one of those, okay," she said as she started to type and click buttons. Not realizing she had just put in an order for 10,000 units rather than the 1000 the client was asking for.
 
Jason didn't hear Gwen give verbal consent to the idea, but the increased vigor with which she started blowing him told him all he needed to know. "Oh fuck, good girl, I knew you could be agreeable if you're motivated enough." He says, a bead of pre forming on his cock head while she massaged it with her tongue. He mostly let them do their thing, but the increased passion spread to him too, which is why he grabbed her head. "Nn that's it stay there baby, keep working that tongue, let me fuck that pretty face." He began thrusting in and out, and soon after his balls were slapping against the ocelot's chin. He let out a moan, his cock beginning to leak pre into her throat and mouth. He allowed himself to enjoy the sensation, his eyes closing, allowing himself to fantasize that it was the new girl down there, getting him ready to pound her tight pussy hard enough to make her hefty tits bounce. All the while blissfully unaware that the new girl was currently in the process of fucking up an order for a decent sized client of theirs.
 
"MMghnfnf…" Gwen groaned as he started getting into it pretty much himself, considering it was kind of rare for that happen. Hell, he seemed to be enjoying it far more than she was used to, though she couldn't exactly know that he had his eyes closed and was focused on replacing her with a certain other someone. If he happened to admit it, she'd likely get upset. Maybe. Or maybe she wouldn't care, it was difficult for him to determine without actually trying to go through with it.

The sounds of the wet slurping and slapping rang around his office, bouncing off the walls and into both of their ears, her wet slobber staining his thick cock with each hard thrust into the depths of her furry maw. "MMfngn… ssnngmnn.. mfngng…"

"Ah... uh... hm... yes I think... I did it..." Anna accidentally clicked on another tab, only to close it out by mistake. "Oops... uh... I hope that wasn't important..." She had just closed an hours worth of orders for a top client, which Stacy had left open for Jason to inspect. And if it weren't for her arrival, he would have already. If Stacy found out, she'd butcher the cow herself.
 
Jason couldn't have cared less about client orders at this particular moment, as far as he was concerned, he was in heaven, the thick, juicy cow girl giving him the finest quality head he had ever received. "Nn yeah, dirty girl, you just want to swallow this big load of cum huh?" It was rare for him to be this verbose during his office sex, whether it be cringy porn dialogue or something else. He picked up the pace, his cock leaking copious amounts of pre into the ocelot girl's mouth, twitching inside her maw, letting her know that he was getting close. And then it happened, he grabbed a hold of Gwen's head and shoved it down his cock, moaning as his balls emptied his thick load of spunk into Gwen's waiting maw. He felt himself sit heavily down on his desk, panting. "S-sweet Jesus, I came so hard I think I saw colors." He said, chuckling in a shaky voice. He dimly wondered through his post orgasm fog if he should check on the new girl, see if her coworkers weren't going out of their way to make her first day a living nightmare.

He got off his desk, stuffing his still hard cock into his pants. He was almost always good for at least another round, although with his new mental image in hand he might be able to handle three. "Just, just a second, you wait right here. I should probably check to make sure that Stacey isn't biting the new girl's head off." He went out of the office, and with a look of confusion, approached Stacey's desk, which had an unusual lack of the blonde cheetah female. "Hey Anna, how's everything going? Stacey giving you a hard time?" He asked, his hands once more placed on her shoulders, leaning into sniff her hair while he checked what was on the screen. When he saw what was going on, he felt his blood run cold. "A-Anna, did Stacey tell you to do this? Or more importantly, you haven't entered anything in or finalized anything by any chance?" He says, hoping that this potential mess can be salvaged. He had enough on his plate, the last thing he needed was to deal with some entitled client bitching and whining because someone made an innocent mistake.
 
More and more, Gwen got the urge to look up, to see a very unfamiliar look on his face. She couldn't recall the last time he'd gotten so into her, or... anyone for that matter. Not to mention he wasn't exactly the type to enjoy 'forced sex' per se. But with his hand keeping her head in check, he made sure she couldn't peer up at his face and see that she wasn't the object of his obsessions. Indeed, as he seemed to only grow larger and harder within her maw, she started to choke a bit. "Harngngn… hrnng…" she groaned as he started to pump the back of her throat, as if her muzzle were longer than it was, similar to the bovine's. The fact that she could feel his head punting into the back of her throat was causing her some distress, something she'd never thought would come from him.

The suddenness with him he suddenly grabbed complete control from her and forced a ridiculously powerful orgasm right into her throat caught her completely off guard, and Gwen gagged hard, her throat wrapping on him the wrong way. As he pulled out, she choked on his thick load, some of which had been spat from her nostrils. Tears filled her ears, though not from sadness or anything, from the stinging sensation of his hard face fuck and subsequent spread of his cum. "Gahhnn…" Sitting there on her knees, Gwen herself was stunned enough to just nod her head. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen so much passion out of anyone.

On the other hand, as Jason approached his new employee, he found the girl desperately clicking around, the phone wire wrapped around her horn as she struggled to speak into the phone. Stacy's desk was a mess of files on the computer and papers all over, where the bovine had tried her best to work a system she had no idea how to. "Uh... I... I think made an error somewhere..." she said aloud with a bit of exasperation, his hands on her shoulders this time being a bit more calming than they had been before. The door to the woman's bathroom opened behind them, and Stacy soon made her way out.
 
Jason suddenly took the phone that was hanging from the hapless bovine's horn. "Hello, yes this is Jason, we're having a few logistical and technological problems on our end. We're going to figure them out and get back to you instead of leaving you hanging. We should be getting back to you within the hour for sure. Yes I know it's an inconvenience, but computers break, people make mistakes, I'm sure it happens on your end too." He rolled his eyes at the lovely cow girl, showing that he had just about enough of them bitching and whining. "Mhm, well I'm sorry you feel that way, if you feel that strongly you may want to take the up to your supervisor, and I'm sure he'll tell you the same thing I just did. Alright bye then." He let out a sigh, reaching out and rubbing Anna's broad back in a way that was primarily meant to be consoling, although any excuse to touch the new girl was a good one in his eyes. "Don't take it personally, he's a well known asshole. Stacey's the only one who can put him in his place because she knows she doesn't have to take his abuse."

He heard another set of foot steps heading into the cubicle, and he whirled around. NOW was the time to get mad. "And as for you, you better not have authorized the new girl to handle client accounts on her first day here. If you did, I'll have to punish you, and that's not coming from me, that's a direct order from corporate. And if corporate sticks their big fat noses in our office, it won't be long before our little....." He took a moment to compose himself. "It won't be long before our little meetings are discovered, and that won't do any of us any good." He says, practically fuming, hoping that even though Stacey might have had an irrational hatred of the innocent new girl, she would be smart enough to know that the less people sniffing around meant she was more likely to keep her job, let alone avoid a potential mountain of legal garbage.
 
Anna didn't really know how bad it was, the fact that she had just messed up royally, and he could see it on her face, how oblivious she was with a kind of stupid yet cute blink. Although she certainly was overwhelmed, and unlike previous times, he could definitely feel that these were ideal for getting some more feeling with her without her seeming to mind, or at least acknowledge it. After all, it seemed natural to comfort her at a time like this.

As the same time, as Stacy showed her face, he caught her off guard. "W-what!? What the hell are you talking about!?" Peering over beyond his shoulder at Anna, who cheerfully waved at her supposed mentor, she couldn't see the absolute mess that awaited her at her desk. "I told her to stay put and NOT touch anything while I was gone!" He could see her start to get worried. "Don't tell me she closed that tab..." It was way worse than that.

Grinding her, she didn't exactly like getting talked to like that, and even though he was her boss, she believed to have all the power. "I'll remind YOU that you'll not only lose your job too, but if we're going down, you're coming with us..." After all, the company's policies against harassment were quite severe, and much more inclined toward females. It was why they had a noose around him.

Anna came up from behind him and tapped on his shoulder. "Um... Mr. Jason? Everyone's going to lunch."
 
Jason let out a relieved sigh, the last thing he wanted was to be forced to punish her for doing something so stupid. However, his temper flared up when she talked about taking him down with her if corporate decided to stick it's nose in and around here. "Because you three!....." He trailed off, feeling a hand tapping his shoulder from behind. He turned around, to see Anna with her somewhat dumb, naive, innocent expression on her face. He totally forgot that it was 1 o'clock, that it was lunch time. He took a moment to compose himself, not quite knowing just how dire the situation was. "Alright, go to lunch. And when you come back, Gwen will be training you instead. Stacey has a bigger workload than the other two, so it's unfair to have her train while juggling all her clients." He watched as Amanda turned to go, his eyes glued to her huge, jiggling ass in her tight pencil skirt as she swayed her hips towards where the break room was.

He turned to Stacey, letting out a sigh before continuing. "Alright, go to lunch, and then come back and see what the damage is. She couldn't have done too much when she doesn't even know how to put in orders. And when you're done, come to my office, I should be finishing up with Gwen soon." He said, his voice and expression softening as he went back to his office, his cock hard and a sheepish look on his face as he saw Gwen's cum dripping nose. "Oh! heh, sorry about that, er, have some tissues, clean yourself up a little." He said, offering the box before continuing. "Are you still on that birth control medicine or no?" He asked, knowing the answer was likely yes, but better safe than sorry, and if he got any of his coworkers, especially Gwen, pregnant, the shit would royally hit the fan.
 
Anna wasn't sure what exactly was going on, or what he was talking about. Stacy peered at him like he was an idiot talking about their little deal in front of her, as if the bovine couldn't be trusted to keep her maw shut about it. "Oh okay," she said, her stomach grumbling already and nodding to him before turning and heading in the direction she had seen the others go. For lunch, the cow girl sure moved quickly, not giving any heed to how her boss leered at her plump, fat ass.

Rolling her eyes, Stacy shook her head, scowling at him. "I don't get why you love fat chicks like her so much. So gross..." she groaned, particularly as she was probably the least full bodied of the three ladies. No wonder she was how she was... not that Stacy had any sort of crush on him or anything, being the youngest and the only one without a dedicated partner. After all, she could get any guy to fuck her and buy her what she wanted, but none of those meat heads could give her something she needed... love. As he started to walk away, though, he heard Stacy scream as she looked at her desk real quick. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" By the sounds of it... it was BAD. But that was Stacy's problem right now.

In his office, Gwen had remained there like a good little ocelot, his cum still drooling from her nostrils. "It smells better than it tastes," she remarked, her cum stuffy nose sounding like a cold. Given the option, she started to wipe it clean. He'd sure cum a lot. Looking at his question, she nodded her head. "Course I am. I can't afford to have a kid right now... I don't have the place nor the money." Narrowing her eyes at him, she added, "Don't get why you can't just use a condom..." Her boyfriend still used them, but then there'd be evidence of sex in the office.
 
Jason couldn't help but laugh at Stacy's inability to comprehend his love for thicc women. "Because my dear you know that when a fat chick has a big ass to die for it's real and wasn't obtained by some overpriced, hack plastic surgeon." His eyes glanced down at her chest. While she was definitely the least curvaceous of the three women, there was still something there to be enjoyed. "I'm not saying that you or any of the others are like that, don't put words in my mouth." He says, putting his hands up and backing away from the flash of anger on the cheetah's features. "I'm just saying that's how our bodies work, boobs and butts are mostly fat tissue, so if a woman has a healthy amount of belly pudge then you know she's going to have big tits and a massive ass, and you spent the morning in the bathroom ignoring the proof." He said, grinning at his own joke.

He heard Stacy scream at the top of her lungs, and that caused him to wince. Whatever it was, it was bad, but he trusted Stacy's competence. He tried his best never to micromanage. If an employee proved they were competent and got the job done, he mostly left them to his own devices. If it was something he had to fix.....he supposed he would hear about it whether or not he wanted to. He stepped inside of his office, a bit surprised to see Gwen sitting there with a copious amount of rapidly drying cum on her face. He wondered why she didn't wipe it off while it was fresh? Now she would have to go to the bathroom and rinse it off. He chuckled at her remark about her cum covered face, and let out a bark of laughter at his birth control question.

"Because honey, we know the janitor isn't exactly bright, but even he might start asking questions when he sees the spent condoms in my trash can every night he cleans. Besides, sex feels way nicer without wrapping my dick in a rubber bag. Now bend over that desk and drop your panties. I'm still horny as hell and I want to see that ass bounce." He unzipped his own pants, his cock rock hard from admiring Anna's much wider, bigger backside. Not to say that the ocelot didn't have an ass. She probably had the best one out of the three, but Anna's was in a league of its own.
 
In the back, he could her Stacy cursing and groaning to herself as she furiously worked through her lunch to get things back in order. Keeping her away from Anna for awhile was probably a good idea, especially since Anna's need to please had screwed over the cheetah very much. Either way, he certainly had one of the girls hating the new girl and for good reason too. In the meantime, she looked over him after he gave her that glance. "What? You told me to stay put." Folding her arms over her chest, she muttered, "Figured you'd be so hot it wouldn't take you that long to give a short chat..."

Gwen rolled her eyes as he made excuses, though they were legitimate ones. "You know this stuff isn't full proof right? If you knock me up, I swear..." Despite her continuous complaints, Gwen wasn't the type to not follow orders. Frankly, she was the most versatile of the three, able to find ways of doing things that were either last minute or went against some new or old code. Not quite as prolific as Stacy, but the ocelot was certainly the most trustworthy.

As she bent over his desk, in full view of the mostly empty office, she hiked up her pencil skirt to show off her black, lacy thong, quite a nice gift from her boyfriend and obvious intention to fuck him later that night. This one was new too, as though he'd seen some other ones, it was a lot fancier than what she tended to wear. Slipping it down around her thighs, her wet feline pussy was completely exposed and ready to use, its pale pink color enticingly different from the other pussies he knew. "And if you explode like that, I don't think any amount of birth control will stop it..." Gwen sure had a funny way to both compliment him and complain at the same time.
 
In the end, Jason knew that Gwen would do what he said. She was oddly obedient for someone as mouthy as she was. He shrugged at the possibility of getting her pregnant, he'd tried his best to persuade her to let him use the back door, but she flat out refused every time, the birth control had always worked, and she was the one who more or less blackmailed him for sex. If she got pregnant and lost her boyfriend, it wasn't exactly his fault in the end.

He admired her round ass covered in a black lacy thong, but that was quickly stripped down to show off her wet, eager, feline pussy, causing his cock to twitch some more in desire. He couldn't help but laugh as she remarked about the ferocious cum bath he'd sprung on her before. "Sorry hon, I guess I'm just really extra horny today for some reason." With that, he slid his cock into her warm, wet love tunnel, letting out a moan as he did so. "Nn fuck yeah, your pussy is always amazing."
 
With her bare, experienced pussy ready for him to use, she rolled her eyes at his comment. "Oh yeah, sure, I wonder why it's just today." She stuck her ass out further when it took him more than a second to come to her. "You're imagining you're fucking that fat fucking cow. I should've known." He could tell there was frustration and disappointment in her voice, as if she truly believed he was into her, at least fleetingly. "Well, what are you waiting for? Take this sloppy bovine cunt already." She wasn't an idiot, she knew men were like that. Hell, her boyfriend loved to do that whole thing, though he at least could appreciate her body. So maybe some roleplay?

Jason's cock slipped into her easily, right down to the hilt. It wasn't loose to be sure, but yielding, and he could feel the sensual pleasure of her walls sipping wetly around him, a practiced motion that the woman was known for doing. "Mhnn… uh... mmooo…" she moaned, her imitation of what she thought her new coworker might sound like when the feral instincts kicked in were laughable at best.
 
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