The Boss' Girl

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.

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Continued from The Boss' Girl.

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Farrah smiled and greeted her coworkers contentedly as she moved through the office. With her new, shorter skirt on and her legs on show, she often received tasteful compliments from others in the office -- but never anything that went beyond professional, friendly norms. Except when it came to Mark, of course, who always seemed to have his eye on her.

She got to work with him every day and, honestly, she seemed to do a lot more for him than any other secretary he'd had. The canine anthro took to the work as if it was what she'd been meant to do, flying through her tasks and working well at setting up meetings for those who wanted access to the boss at all times. She could do it all with a smile on her muzzle and a warm lilt to her tone that softened things, giving no ground at all to the pushier members of the office.

Farrah could be good at her job even as she grew closer and closer to the boss, after all, even if that didn't seem like something she would ever have thought of before. She'd always been the kind of husky to focus on her work to the exclusion of all else when she was at work, to the point she'd even missed a few important calls in the past. However, not checking her phone all the time had benefitted her, compared to some that seemed more engaged in social media rather than doing the work they were being paid to do.

Still...she looked forward to seeing Mark the most at work. The wolf was kind and caught her eye, a sensible presence even when they were just sitting or working in the same room together.

But it was when they were doing things together that weren't strictly work-related that made her heart pound the most. They slipped away, from time to time, sharing a kiss in a side corridor or letting their bodies rest against one another while they took turns brewing coffee, or even enjoying some of the special teas Farrah brought in for them to share. Even the thought of them growing closer, more comfortable physically with each other, had her shivering.

Eli, of course, had to notice something -- eventually.

"You seem really...close to Mark these days," he said, joining her in the kitchen, though Farrah was well-sorted in preparing her own drinks, only needing Eli to if they were going into a meeting or similar. "Like... You're always touching... Others are going to notice, you know."

Farrah grinned, leaning against the wall of the kitchen. Was that ever really something she had to worry about? She folded her arms loosely across her chest, her smart blouse tugging a little, forming ripples in the fabric. It fitted her well and she caught the red panda's eyes trailing down her body, though they were swift to flit back up to her muzzle once more.

"Maybe they'll notice, maybe they won't notice," Farrah said evasively, deliberately not giving Eli the information or the answer he was looking for. "If there's any gossip, I'm sure Mark will shut it down. And what do I care if they see what's there anyway?"

Eli blinked at her, lips parted -- and then his mouth was closed again, sealing away the question he really wanted to ask.

Farrah hid her smirk. He was so cute when he was all squirmy like that, as if he couldn't stay still. He was dressed more conservatively than she was those days, although they were both within limits and norms for the office.

The panda grunted and tried to pout, though she ran her finger along the line of his jaw and rested it delicately under his chin. Pushing Eli's chin up, she made him look her in the eyes.

"Do you want it to be you, touching me?" She breathed, giving him a breadcrumb of a tease. "Or maybe you want to see for yourself? Maybe then you'd really see how his cock is bigger, much bigger."

"Mmph!" Eli fidgeted and blushed, looking away even if he didn't tug his muzzle away from her paw. "No... No, you can't know that! Come on, Farrah, you can't keep teasing me like this?"

"Can't I?"

The husky grinned and dropped a kiss on his cheek.

"I... You should...could..."

Eli fumbled. Just what was he supposed to say? There was too much going on and he didn't know how to ask. Farrah seemed to have something of a handle on what he wanted, though it was all lead by her.

Perhaps it was not his place to lead, after all. But the canine would have to take over, well and truly, from the red panda in that regard.

Her paw slid down from his chin to his shoulder, the other paw coming up to settle on his opposite shoulder, framing him. The red panda quivered and Farrah let her gaze slide down, exaggerating the action.

"Look how you're so obviously getting hard, darling," she murmured lowly, keeping half an eye on the door to the kitchen. "You want to enjoy his cock too, I know. You want to get him ready for me. It's written all over your muzzle, dear, don't try to hide that from me."

The red panda grunted and shivered, though said nothing. His shaft throbbed lightly and, too late, he wished he'd worn underwear that was at least a little more restrictive. It might have hidden his erection a little better.

Despite his attraction to Farrah and Mark, somehow, being together, there was something arousing about the position she'd put him in too. Out there, in the kitchen: exposed. It was wrong on many levels and yet it made his stomach churn and warming arousal flood his groin. He really needed to get somewhere private, or at least to the bathroom -- but Farrah hadn't allowed him to yet.

"See?" Farrah murmured, eyeing up the blush heating his cheeks, gently showing through even the red fur there. "Look at how much you like it, knowing that someone with a bigger cock is... Oh, well, I can't go into too much detail now, can I?"

The red panda looked very much like he wanted her to go into a lot of detail, but he didn't dare say anything. Pleased by how he wriggled, rocking his weight from one hip into the other, Farrah released him, though said no more as she returned to her work for the day.

And Mark. There was no forgetting Mark.

He just...gave her everything she needed. And she wasn't yet in a relationship with him yet -- not really. They had something of an agreement with each other, though they were still growing closer, letting things change between them naturally as if they were always meant to come together.

She slipped into Mark's office later that afternoon, when there was a gap in both of their schedules, a smile dancing over her lips. Just how did the wolf make everything so easy?

"Farrah..." He rumbled lightly, looking up from where he had his elbows on his desk, fingers together. "I thought you might come see me."

The husky closed the door behind her and winked at Farrah on the other side, set back from the door and windows. The red panda blinked -- and then his face was gone as she pulled down the blinds. Secluding her boss and herself inside the office, she didn't allow the red panda a chance of seeing what was going on.

Yet she was sure he was listening on the other side of the door as she sat in Mark's lap, the wolf's arm going around her waist as if it was natural for them. They melted into each other's bodies with an electric thrill that simply felt right.

"Mmm, this is nice..."

Mark growled faintly, licking his lips as she leaned into him, her paw on his chest with her fingers splayed out. Yet Farrah didn't hesitate as she kissed the wolf on the lips. She didn't even care for her makeup -- that could be tidied again before she headed back out into the office -- as she deepened the kiss. Her paw slipped around to the back of his head, stroking lightly through the thicker, dark grey fur there.

Kissing Mark was so different to kissing Eli, their tongues dancing against one another as they deepened the kiss. Still, she was ever-aware of the red panda trying to listen in -- surely without letting on to the rest of the office what was going on -- and she wouldn't let Eli know everything. Revealing everything too quickly to her submissive partner, after all, would have just dampened the excitement for Eli.

And no one would have wanted that, would they?

The wolf's paw grazed her breast through her blouse and Farrah moaned as she arched towards him, wanting more. Soon, yes... But not yet.

His other paw dropped to her hip, fingers folding around to ever so lightly squeeze her ass. Yet the husky only groaned more deeply into the kiss, letting the moment swim over her as she grunted in the back of her throat and let her head be dazed. She could be such with him, for Farrah more than trusted the wolf to help her if she ever wavered in passion.

Things were changing in her relationship with Eli and she was more than ready to see where things were going to go with Mark. Dynamics and relationships, after all, were never meant to be stagnant. But they were meant to benefit all parties engaging with one another. Luckily for Farrah, everything she was doing was exactly what Eli wanted, even if the red panda struggled to convey that with words himself.

What if the rest of the office realises what's going on? She thought through a daze of emotion, her head nicely dizzy as she leaned heavily into the wolf she adored so much. They'll see me with Mark... Maybe not quite like this. But no one is that clueless.

Heat flooded her and she groaned into the kiss as it grew even more heated. His fingers slid all the way around to her ass and squeezed, sliding down to her thigh and back up under the skirt once more. Farrah wriggled in his grasp, not ignorant in the slightest to how wet she was between her thighs, her panties clinging to the slickness of her folds.

She shouldn't have been so turned-on by sneaking around and knowing that people saw her with Mark, but she was. And that was okay too as she leaned into that a little more, allowing herself to settle and let everything be exactly as she was.

Besides, it was fun to put Eli in his place. There would be a lot more of that, as long as the red panda continued to be all cute and embarrassed about it.

"I want you so much..."

Mark drew her back to the present moment as he broke the kiss, his lips trailing a line down her jaw to her neck. His sharp teeth caught at her throat, gently grazing her flesh, and she moaned, letting him explore her body. It felt like the husky had let him explore rather a lot of her body so far, even though it had all been through clothes. Occasionally, a paw had been rather bolder than others and slipped under. But it had only been for a few moments.

After all, the two of them had needed to remember they were in the office, even if Farrah was moderately sure no one would interrupt Mark when his door was closed. They could try, however they would not be successful -- because of her previous gatekeeping.

"Mmm... What do you want to do with me?" Farrah teased the wolf back, shuddering as he raked his teeth down her neck. "I want...to know."

She wouldn't let him just have her, after all. She was a prize and Mark had to prove himself just as much to her. For Farrah had found a new position of power she was more than ready to step into -- even though the power was different in form when it came to Mark rather than Eli.

Every relationship was unique.

"Mmm," he hummed thoughtfully, letting a paw trail up to brush her breast again. "I want to take you out, show you what a night out really is."

She shivered, enjoying his whispers.

"Go on..."

"A lovely dinner," he said, doing as she bid, "and a fine wine. Maybe that new Italian place in the middle of the city. Or Marvello's, on fifty-fourth street. Reservations are a bind to get there...but I don't have that problem."

"Oh, you're really trying to butter me up now, aren't you?" She chuckled, though she had to admit the idea sounded rather appealing. "Do you think it's that easy to sway me?"

"No," he answered instantly, fingers sliding around her breast in a gentle rub, though they dragged back over her nipple, teasing her even through her blouse and bra. "But I want to show you how much you're all worth it, that you deserve only the best."

That was better, though it was a pleasure indeed to have someone who doted on her, clearly, as much as Mark did. With his broad chest and firm muscles, he was a very different anthro to Eli -- and she loved that about him to. He could propose things like that, knowing all that he had to offer, but it came in a sense of sharing what he had with her.

That...wasn't the same with Eli. The panda wanted to serve her, to meet her every need. But he would never have swept her up in his arms and kissed her as Mark did.

So, she could have the best of both worlds and Eli could have his enjoyment too, while she found out, in turn, just what she could offer Mark too. Relationships were all give and take, going both ways, after all. And she didn't want to solely take advantage of him.

The wolf, however, claimed her attention, leaning back in his chair as he pulled her a little more firmly over into his lap. With a low growl, he lapped sensually up the side of his neck, the slow, languid drag of his tongue making her shudder bodily.

"Ohhh..."

"My sweet..." He breathed. "I would do anything for you."

His hardness ground up against her through his clothes and Farrah moaned, her head spinning pleasantly. How did Mark make everything feel so right? She pushed down against him, eagerly demonstrating her own need, though it was not as if the wolf needed her to make it even more obvious. His nose twitched, evidently catching her arousal on the air. His sensitive sense of smell had to be even better than the husky's own, as a wolf, though Farrah didn't mind that he knew more of her in that way.

She wanted him to know every last part of her, to kiss every inch of her body and make her moan his name.

"How would you like everyone here to know you're the boss' girl?" He breathed, his lips grazing hers -- but not deepening into he sensual kiss she craved. "Would you like that, Farrah? For everyone to know exactly who you belong to?"

"Mmmph!"

She groaned, not sure what to say. Yet the husky didn't need to as his fingers crept higher and higher up her thigh, under her skirt. He found the edge of her underwear and slid his fingers boldly against her folds, enamoured by her moan. Of course, the canine was more than wanting and rocked her hips eagerly towards him.

"Oh, yes... Mmm... Please, yes."

It was not so much begging, but more so her agreeing with him as his fingers toyed with her, exploring her body. Her folds parted readily under the pressure of his finger, though he slid back to her entrance too quickly. For there was something to be teased and it was that devout pull of pressure inside her as a single digit ground up inside her, mimicking the thrust of his cock.

She moaned, not caring how loud she was being, though an exotic shiver rolled through her at the notion of Eli hearing. Maybe it would be hot even to have the rest of the office hear her -- or that could have been a shade too far for the husky. She would have to come to an understanding about that side of herself and learn what she liked, though she was in a safe environment to do so.

Mark grunted as he thrust his finger deeper inside her, curling it up inside the husky until her moans took on a higher pitch than before. It was too inviting how she quivered against him and he slid a second digit into her pussy, letting her stretch out gently around his fingers. There was nothing rough about his actions, yet there was a sense of urgency there too.

The husky ground on to his fingers, wishing something else was inside her. Yet it was the next step in their relationship and something more she yearned to delve into, feeding that intimacy between them.

"Ah, yes... About that... The files are..."

Dimly, she heard Eli outside the office, rolling her eyes. The red panda had been so enamoured by what they were doing, striving to listen in, that he hadn't been able to drag himself away. But he was only going to draw further attention to them if he hung around out there, talking to others who came by looking for him.

The panda's conversation bubbled faintly away, but Mark had an answer for that. When it became clear that the other office member had moved on, the wolf lifted his head, though his voice remained dusky and low.

"Eli? Come in."

The red panda stumbled into the office quickly, though it was a little dim in there. The overhead light was off with the side lamps on, though there was more than enough light in there to illuminate all that needed to be seen.

He glanced about, but he didn't need to look far to find Farrah in the wolf's lap once more. That had become a common occurrence and he took a breath, feeling a little more settled. He'd been so sure there'd been something going on in there, but it didn't seem like it was anything other than what he had already seen. That was something, at least, yet a sense of unrest twisted in the pit of his stomach.

"Ah, yes, sir?" He said, standing to attention, even though he wasn't sure why he'd been invited into the office. "Is there something I can do for you?"

"You seemed very interested in hanging around outside the office," Farrah quipped, a cheeky grin on her muzzle, though her face was more flushed than usual. "I'm sure there was a reason for that."

Eli dithered, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, though the red panda was okay right where he was. He just wanted to be involved in it, eyes darting between Farrah and Mark, as if he didn't quite know where to look.

He met Mark's eyes, however, as he was the one who had invited him into the office. After all, Mark was the boss.

"There's a networking event this week, Friday night," Mark said plainly, though a tiny smirk pulled at his lips, so subtle that it could have been mistaken. "I've already spoken to Farrah about it, but it would be prudent to take into account your relationship here too."

"Oh?" Eli smiled, his red tail lifting and wagging faintly. "What do you need from me? Do you need me to come help?"

"Oh, nothing like that," Mark said, his arm moving -- though Eli couldn't quite see where his paw was. "It's just that it's a late trip for the event, another exhibition we need to be seen at. But, of course, I'd have Farrah home by midnight."

Eli pondered that for a moment, though it took him a few seconds to fully understand what Mark meant.

"Oh!" He said, understanding at last. "You mean there's a late business event for you and Farrah to go to? Well, of course! No, no, no, don't worry about me at all! If there's anything at all you need, let me know, but I'm sure it will be wonderful for networking."

Farrah smiled at Eli, heat simmering under her fur. It was so silly that they were asking him for permission for Farrah to go; Farrah didn't need to ask him permission at all, though he liked that he was being included. It was good to know what was going on and it meant he wouldn't worry when Farrah didn't come home. It wasn't quite as good that he wouldn't wonder what Farrah was doing, but, well...he still wasn't sure where he stood on that one himself.

He would have liked, of course, if they were going out together for pleasure rather than business. For a moment, Eli indulged himself with the thought of them sitting opposite one another at a table, glasses of wine in paw, looking longingly into one another's eyes. However, he didn't let his thoughts stray further into what could happen later that night, if such a thing was to pass. That was a thought for him to follow the path of when he was in private.