“Yeah.”
“You’re needed in Huntsville ASAP. Sending the file to you as we speak.”
“Roger that.” He sat up, the silk bedsheet sliding down his immaculately sculpted chest.
“How fast can you be there?”
“Daybreak.”
“Very well. Let me know when you have boots on the ground and a sitrep.”
“Affirmative.” He hung up and ran his hand through his blond hair, closely cropped into a military-style buzz cut. He pulled up the newly downloaded file on his PDC and opened it. His eyebrow raised in a mixture of surprise and amazement as he began to read.
He shook his head in disbelief, breathed out a deep sigh and turned back to the gorgeous dirty blonde still slumbering beside him. He ran a hand over the curvature of her hip and thigh.
“Wake up, darlin’. Looks like I’m gonna have to take a raincheck on the IHOP.”
***
Tiger had been dreaming of his glory days. Days of beautiful, young women, flying high in shiny, new rockets and blazing trails across virgin space. He fell dead asleep and awoke sometime after three a.m. Obviously, he’d underestimated how tired he’d been and how heavy he’d been sleeping. As he slowly fought his way back to consciousness, he was quickly becoming cognizant to the fact he was not alone in the bed.
His first thought had been of his childhood. It reminded him of sleeping with his teddy bear when he’d been just a small boy. The big difference was that this teddy bear was life-size and spooning him. It had its well-rounded ass backed up against his groin. At some point during the night he’d thrown his arm over her. She’d taken it and placed it over her top left breast and now held it there firmly with her own while she slept peacefully.
For a moment, he lay still, taking in the feel of her body. Then, ever so delicately, he freed his hand, moving it down her, feeling the flatness of her belly, the muscles beneath the downy fur, and the slight impression of her navel. Damn! That feels good! His mind raced now, as his fingers ached to explore further down. He felt the familiar stirring in his groin and fought the temptation to fondle her with every fiber of his being. Whatever she was, there was a human side to her. She didn’t deserve being raped by a backwoods family of inbreds and she didn’t deserve being groped in her sleep. Still, just a few inches away … Finally, his better judgement and gentlemanly manners won out. Damn! It sucks sometimes doing the right thing! With a sigh of frustration, he slid his arm back up to snuggle up under her lower breasts. That did little to help matters, as the weighty feel of them pressed against his forearm. This only succeeded in stirring the rapidly spreading flames. She murmured her approval, and he couldn’t resist giving her a slight squeeze.
He’d been in bed with a lot of women in his time, but he’d never been with one who had a tail. Somehow, she’d managed to get her magnificent, bushy extravaganza worked in between the two of them. It ran up his belly and chest, where it twitched contentedly from time to time. Still, it was not an unpleasant feeling by any means.
Suddenly, she squirmed, a soft moan issuing from her lips. She wiggled her ass hard against his crotch. Involuntarily, his body responded to her. He felt himself swell to full extension now, pressing back against the firmness of her. For a brief moment, he cursed the flight briefs he still wore. Again, he checked himself. Behave!
So, when did you become all chaste and shit? The little devil on his shoulder reminded him right quick behaving in this situation was a lot easier said than done. And aren’t you still sleeping in a wet spot from earlier this afternoon? Courtesy of computer circuits stuffed inside synthetic skin and big tits! Of all things, Mr. High and Mighty! What happened to ‘us humans gotta stick together?’
And now, the flesh was once again weak and wanted nothing more than to feel that bare ass against his misbehaving manhood. It might be covered in fur, but it sure as hell had the right shape! He chastised himself mentally, but his erection refused to recede. Nor did she cease her grinding.
It sure made it hard to get back to sleep.
***
The sun was already up when he awoke again. Its rays were finding every hole and crack in the drawn curtains. He glanced at the time projected on the ceiling above the bed. It was after eight.
It’s after eight! Damnit! I overslept! He needed to get up, get a shower and get going. Time was of the essence today!
However, as he began to come fully awake, he became acutely aware that the sun wasn’t the only thing up this morning. In the darkness of the blacked-out room, he felt a weight on his chest. Looking down, his eyes began to make out the face of the fox-girl, as she rested her head on his chest, looking up at him and smiling with those big, beautiful eyes.
Well now, you’re an affectionate little thing! Drowsily, he returned her smile. As he continued to clear the sleep from his head, he began to realize something else was going on below the covers. It only took mere seconds to figure out exactly what it was. It was the tip of one her claws that she was running evvver-so-lightly up and down his rock-hard erection. Even through his underwear, the feeling was unbelievable. Her smile turned mischievous now, as she slipped her hand under the waistband of his briefs. As her furry hand enveloped it, it reminded him of sliding a mitten over frozen fingers in the dead of winter. Soft, cozy and warm. Involuntarily, he let
