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"Hey! Where the hell are those reports! We need those today!" The husky business woman snapped as she stuck her head through the office door.

"Yes! They're coming up, just need to get the financial departments' report." Eric called back.

It was nearing the end of Eric's first month of his new job. The collie, Cassandra, hadn't been joking when she said she was going to make him her personal bitch. However he felt that she was sharing the privilege with his senior assistant, Mollie. Both the border collie and the husky were running him ragged! He remembered his first meeting with the husky, she had been undeniably sweet and very friendly. That quickly changed, however, when she discovered that he was to work alongside her as one of Cassandra's assistants. Since then she'd done everything possible to make his life a living hell.

The financial department's report finally came in and Eric looked it over, everything seemed to be in proper order so he started printing. Once it was done he added it to the pile of reports from the other departments. He thought everything would be completely digital but apparently they still liked to keep paper records in the event of technical difficulties, he understood the logic but it was a serious pain in the ass running back and forth.

He grabbed all of the reports and made his way over to the huskies office down the hallway. Despite being an 'assistant' he rarely ever assisted the collie, the role usually falling to Mollie. He was recognizing a pattern. Early in the week he'd be reporting directly to Cassandra, later in the week he reported to Mollie. He didn't know how useful this information was since both of them made it their goal to drive him insane by their own personal means.

Cassandra liked to tease him, enjoying it when she got a rise out of him. She was probably trying to build him up until he snapped at her and they had a repeat of the incident that caused his sudden career shift from janitor to personal office bitch. Mollie, on the other paw, was a downright spartan perfectionist. Everything needed to be done correctly and on time. No sooner or later than the time she'd specified. If anything was incorrect or an issue came up she'd snap at him and bark orders until he resolved whatever the current issue was.

Despite the frantic and stressful nature of his job he was starting to get the hang of it. Some of it reminded him of his university days while other parts of his job were an entirely new experience. Some of it he enjoyed and some of it, like the husky barking at him... He could do with a lot less of.

Standing in front of the huskies door he gave a few sharp knocks before entering. "Hey, I have the reports." Eric said as he dropped them onto her desk.

Mollie looked at the reports and up at him. "Hmm, on time for once. Alright, I need you to go down to game development and figure out if they've come up with anything or if they're still holding a conference."

Eric nodded and left without a word as he headed towards the elevator. As soon as he entered and pressed the button for the second floor he leaned into the wall, this was the only time he could take a breather, other than breaks. When he worked as a janitor he hadn't really bothered learning about what the company did or specialized in, when he changed careers however.... Holy shit. He thought they were just a regular entertainment company that made movies and tv shows but no, they did EVERYTHING.

Movies, tv, documentaries, video games, apps, music, online news, streaming services, it was easier to explain what they weren't involved with. Hell he was pretty sure they owned one of those free to use streaming websites that everyone was getting into. Owning and operating in all those various media platforms also meant that there was a lot of work to do and a lot of ground to cover.

Although it wasn't all bad. There were some decent people he'd worked with over the past month, something he hadn't experienced in his previous job. He exited the elevator and made his way towards game development. One advantage he had from being a janitor that other new hires lacked was that he knew the layout of the entire building. He knew all the shortcuts and how much time it would take to move back and forth between the floors, the only real difference now was that he didn't need to drag around a cleaning cart!

Eric tapped on the secretary desk to get the coyotes attention. She looked up from her computer and smiled at him. "Eric! How ya doing? Hanging in there?"

He returned the smile and shrugged. "Hey Zee, I'm managing."

Eric really liked the coyote, she was friendly, sociable and whenever he was being run ragged she offered him little words of encouragement. It wasn't much but it helped him to get through the day. It was a nice bonus that she was gorgeous. She was a little taller than the two women he usually worked with but also a little slimmer, being a coyote that wasn't surprising. Yet she was still a very beautiful woman.

"So upstairs wants to know what's going on; do we have something or is it still going to take some time?"

"Give me one second." Zee said as she turned back to her computer and started checking. "Ok! So it looks like they just came out of their conference and it looks like they finally settled. I'll email the file so you can look over it."

"Thanks, you're the best." This one thing allowed Eric to breathe a sigh of relief. Game development had been dragging their tails and he'd been receiving the brunt of Mollies frustration as a result.

"Oh, I know. But you can say it more often." Zee said with a playful wink.

The vibration from his phone meant that he'd received the email, with that out of the way he bid Zee a good day and started heading back towards the elevator. He decided to send Mollie an update, knowing she'd want it sooner rather than later.

"GD finished their meeting. They finally settled. I'll forward you the email and review it when I'm back in my office"

Before he'd even reached the elevator he received a reply. He groaned as he saw her message.

"Hold o __ff_. Head over to marketing, I need some files and they're experiencing td with the server." _

Td, technical difficulties, had to be the most annoying part of his job. There was a master server that every department in the company was a part of and sub servers for the individual departments, it had something to do with taking the stress off of having a single server. There were pros and cons of course, one con being that If a departments sub server acted up they usually weren't able to connect to the master server, and when that happened it meant Eric was going to be running around until whatever the fuck it was had finally been cleared up. He simply shook his head as he entered the elevator. At least this was as bad as it got, right?

It was already past time to go home and Eric was nowhere near done with any of his work. There was a lot of stuff he needed to have ready for Monday and he wasn't even halfway finished. The problem with the marketing server had really put a dent into his work schedule as he had to run back and forth for almost an hour, meaning everything else had to be put on hold while that was happening. He almost thought this day was going good but apparently someone just wanted to prove him wrong, he'd kept a steady record of finishing everything before the end of his shift and was not happy that it had been broken today.

A sharp knock and the door opening broke him from his thoughts as Mollie peeked her head in. "What are you still doing here, your shift ended an hour ago."

"That server crash kind of put me behind on my work. I'm still working on all that stuff you needed for Monday. I'll finish up in a bit."

He turned back to his computer and kept on working, expecting the husky to leave. Surprisingly she stood there staring at him.

"Umm, is there something else you needed?" He asked hesitantly.

The husky nodded as she stepped into the room. "Yeah, there is actually. I need you to save your work, turn off your computer and head home for the day."

The surprised look on his muzzle was probably easy enough to see, apparent by how Mollie shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Miss Kharness's policy; No employee, other than the executives, are to do any overtime unless they've been briefed ahead of time for a busy season. You're past your eight hours and it's the weekend, go home or have fun, do whatever."

"But what about these documents? Should I do them over the weekend?" Eric asked.

Mollie stared at him blankly, suddenly her ears perked up and twitched as a look of realization hit her. "Right, forgot you haven't done this before. No, you can work on it Monday, I won't need any of it until noon anyways. That's another part of company policy; don't take your work home. Your weekend is for you."

"That's... unusual. I've never heard of a company doing that."

"Well other companies over work the minimal staff they have. We hire in abundance and can afford some minor setbacks. Besides if you took it home you wouldn't be getting paid for it."

A strange thing about this company, despite Cassandras... attitude, she did seem to genuinely care about her employees. Everyone made a thriving wage and no one seemed to have any complaints, at least none that he'd heard off. Even as a janitor he'd made a few dollars more than the regular wage.

"Alright I'll save up and head out. You can go on ahead if you want." Eric said as he turned back to the computer.

"I think I'll stick around. Make sure you're actually on your way out."

He couldn't help a grin and a shake of his head. Either she didn't trust him to listen to her or she actually cared about him, to a small degree. Another possibility was that she was making sure company policy was followed to the letter, yeah that seemed more like her. The moment he turned off his computer she nodded and started heading out the door.

"Hey uhhh..."

She stopped and turned around to give him a quizzical stare.

"I don't want this to come off as weird but would you, I don't know, wanna grab a drink?"

Mollie raised a brow at him in response and continued to stare at him.

"I mean, I kinda get the feeling that you don't really like me and I don't really know what it is that I did. I think maybe we just got off on the wrong foot or something. So... Maybe we grab some drinks and kind of- uhhh -clear the air, or something?"

She seemed to contemplate this, rolling it around in her head before nodding. "There's a place down the street. I usually go there after a stressful day."

Eric smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah, that sounds great."

"You're buying." Mollie said as she walked out of the door ahead of him.

Eric froze as he entered the bar. He thought she meant some little pub or maybe even a nightclub. This place actually looked like the kind of place you only visited once a year for a special occasion and after saving up several paychecks worth of cash. Even with his new 'Cassandra approved' suit, he still felt extremely out of place. The lights were dimmed, glowing towers filled with bubbling water lined the walls, the bar and tables were so sleek and smooth he could actually see his reflection. Behind the counter was a massive collection of liquor and he was sure the prices on some of those bottles would've put his university scholarship to shame, even the bartender was wearing the traditional high class outfit Eric had only seen in movies!

Mollie sat at the bar and Eric joined her, even the seats were far better than the ones he'd sat in at the local pub, it felt like he could sit here for ages. Thankfully, and surprisingly, she ordered two pints of beer. She took a long drink from hers, letting out a satisfied sigh as she set it down. Licking a small bit of foam off of her muzzle, she caught Eric's stare and grinned.

"What? Thought I was going to order cocktails and martinis?" She teased.

He smiled nervously and nodded his head. "It does seem like the kind of place."

"True, but they also have fantastic imported beer. Cassandra brought me here at the end of my first month as well ya know. We drank the night away, she praised my hard work through-out the whole night and I woke up with a hangover that felt like slow motion suicide."

From the soft smile that formed on her muzzle Eric could tell this was a fond memory for her, it made sense that she'd continue to come here after something like that happened.

"So, is it something like a tradition to bring someone here at the end of their first month?"

Mollie rolled her head back and forth as she thought this over. "Sometimes. Depends on the person I guess."

This was a good sign already, maybe he had everything all wrong. What he'd seen was probably work mode, and she was in fact a friendly person to get along with. Also she was quite the drinker as she finished off her first glass and ordered a second while he was only halfway done. He couldn't blame her though, this was probably the best beer he'd ever had. It was smooth, didn't have that bitter beer aftertaste, went down easy enough, it was fantastic.

They sat in silence as they drank. Eric really didn't know what to say now, he hadn't really thought this far ahead. Maybe he should say something? Lighten the mood with a joke? Ask her more about herself? He shook his head, what the fuck was he thinking, was he on a date? Ok, he knew exactly what they were here for, he could just lead on that and go from there.

Mollie had already started her third beer, taking slower drinks this time. She inhaled sharply before letting out a huff. "So, you said earlier that you were sure I didn't like you?"

He nodded. "Yeah, just kind of got that feeling."

"Well, you were right on the money, I don't like you."

The world stopped as she said that. Had... Had he actually heard that right? Did she actually admit that she didn't like him? Was she just saying that only to admit she was simply teasing him?

"I- uhh- what?"

"Did I stutter?" Mollie growled as she finished off her third beer and slammed the glass back on the counter. Gesturing to the bartender for her fourth. "I said that I do not like you, did you not understand me? Want me to say it in Spanish? Russian? Oh how about some fucking Japanese? I speak all three you know."

"No, I... I get the idea." Eric mumbled as he looked down at his glass, avoiding all eye contact with the husky. "Can I at least ask why? Is it something I did at work? Some habit I have?"

The bartender came back with their next round, as it was placed in front of her she gripped her glass tightly and a growl escaped her. Eric realized he should've left it at that. He stood up so he could grab his wallet. "Ya know what, I- I think I'm just going to pay for the drinks and head-"

"Sit."

He immediately sat back down and gulped. The husky was glaring at him so hard he could feel her eyes burning holes into his head. He tried to focus on literally anything else, the bartender had realized the situation and fucked off somewhere else. There wasn't anyone else in the bar either. It was just the two of them.

"How?"

"Huh?" Eric was brought back to reality as he turned to the husky.

"How the fuck did you get this job?"

His stomach sank and his blood went ice cold. Cassandra had been really fucking clear, no one was to find out about their storage room incident. Not a damn person. If he spoke so much as a word she'd turn his balls into stress relievers and leave him to bleed out on the floor while she worked on crushing them in her paw. That was a real threat she'd used.

"W-well- I don't- I mean- ya know."

"Oh shut the fuck up." Mollie growled as she grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him dangerously close to her snarling muzzle. "What connections do you have? Does your family come from money? Business partners? Did you blackmail her into hiring you?"

Eric blinked as he realized the situation. Mollie thought he'd cheated his way to his position. Not surprising really, someone who was previously a janitor somehow ends up one rank lower than you the next day. "None of that, honest."

"Oh do NOT bullshit me! You had to have done something! Cassie doesn't just hire anyone up like that without a really fucking good reason. You were a janitor for fucks sakes, how the hell did you manage this? What did you do? Did someone in your family get fed up with you being a low level worker or some shit? Pulled some strings?" She growled out as her fury grew.

'Well I fucked her brains out repeatedly while she was in heat and she wanted to keep me around for future use of my cock' Which was NOT an explanation he could ever give her. If anything it might actually piss her off even more, scratch that, it would definitely piss her off even more. Wait, wasn't there-

"Do you know my education?"

Mollie recoiled and blinked at him, surprised by the shift in topic. "What?"

"Yeah my post secondary education. University?" Eric asked again, praying that this worked.

She frowned at him and shook her head. "No, Cassie wouldn't tell me and unless we're looking into something for her we're not allowed to look into other employee"

Yes! This was perfect! "I went to USZ on a full ride scholarship. I have a masters in business. I was also an honors student"

Mollie stopped and seemed to process this, she looked skeptical. Eric rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. "Hold on, I've got a grad photo in here somewhere with my degree." It only took him a minute to find the photo in question. He passed his phone over to the husky and watched as she stared at the picture, flicking at the screen to enhance it. Finally she returned the phone and let out a tired huff. All of the anger seemed to evaporate from her.

"Fuck." She groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"She found out about my education, decided I shouldn't be scrubbing toilets and that's pretty much it. Sorry it's not that exciting."

"No, no it's... fuck." She buried her head into her paws. "Fuck, I was so sure you'd done... something! Pretty much convinced myself that was the only way you got this job. I didn't even think of something else, but this makes way more sense."

He couldn't exactly tell her that it was only half of the truth, or that she'd been on the right track. His education had only been an excuse so that Cassandra would have an excuse to see him, or use him as she saw fit. "Again, sorry."

Mollie finally lifted her head from her paws, simply staring down at her drink. "That's not the only reason."

This piqued Eric's interest, he was about to ask what she meant but she continued. "I think a big part of me already figured out it wasn't something dirty that got you hired. I was absolutely sure of that at first, but then I saw you work." She paused to finish off her glass, ordering her fifth.

"You were slow and kinda clumsy the first couple of days, it's what fueled the whole idea. But then you quickly got the hang of it, like you'd been working this job for ages, and that pissed me off."

Eric was starting to see where this was going.

"It pissed me off so damn much. It takes months to get this good and here you are putting others, who've been here for years, to fucking shame. So I decided to really rip into you; Make your job harder, try to give you difficult tasks and had you running around doing all kinds of tedious shit so that you'd finally fuck up. But instead you'd pull through, sometimes barely and sometimes you breezed through it, it-it's... It's really fucking frustrating."

Mollie huffed and pulled out her phone. "That's not all either." She swiped a few times before turning her phone to Eric. He stared at the picture and his eyes widened. It was a selfie of a younger Mollie looking tired and frustrated, tussled fur and glasses that covered darkened eyes, she looked completely unaware that she was having her picture taken. And the one, taking the selfie, with a glorious shit eating grin, looking no better than the exhausted husky, was a very familiar border collie.

"Wait, is that-"

"Yep, me and Cassie. This was just before she graded. Exam week. She started university two years before I did. I was struggling and she decided to tutor me. Don't know where she found the time, between three jobs, a bunch of classes and homework she barely had any time to eat or sleep. I swear she survived on Energy drinks alone."

This came as a shock to Eric. "Wait, she was working three jobs? She barely slept? But... I thought she..."

"Came from old money? Fuck no, I'm not one to talk about any of that but she didn't grow up with money. She learned all that to deal with the elitist fuckwads. As soon as she graduated she built this company from the ground fucking up. She is a true genuine 'basement to billionaire'. Unlike those other fucks who've lied about it, she busted her goddamn ass to make it all happen."

Mollie paused and smiled softly again as she stared at the picture. "When I graduated she had just made her first million dollar deal, still hired me right out of school. Taught me everything I know and then some. I've worked for her for the past seven years and I probably will until we both retire or one of us dies."

A bitter laugh escaped her muzzle as she lowered her head. "And now here I am, admitting all of this on top of being the world's biggest cunt. I treated you like shit based on my own fucking delusions and anger. And to top it all off you invited me for drinks because you thought YOU'D done something wrong!"

Eric remained silent as she ranted on. When she finally quieted down, reduced to repeating curses over and over again under her breath he took a deep breath and let out an annoyed huff. "Ya know what... Yeah, that was pretty shitty of you." She flinched but remained silent, there wasn't anything she could say to counter that, she'd already admitted it herself.

"But... I get it." Mollie raised her head and quickly turned to look up at him. "Hell, if I were you I might've done the same thing. Some complete nobody just shows up out of nowhere, starts his career by working directly under you and on top of that he's supposedly stupid good at his job. It fucking sucks because it's so frustrating. It's like... what about all of MY hard work over the years? I busted my ass and suddenly this shit shows up, outperforming others in his first month. What the fuck does that mean for me? Even worse is because you were here when shit was still at its worst, you were still in the sink or swim phase. A million dollar deal isn't much as far as companies go, especially ones like this. So you worked way harder than anyone else."

Eric paused as he took a long pull from his drink, ordering another for himself. "And that means that- that you suddenly feel like you're in danger. Like, what if he proves better than me? Does- does that mean he'll take a higher position? Will she not need me anymore? Was all this fucking hard work for nothing?"

They sat in silence, neither of them touched their drinks. Finally Mollie nodded slowly. "That's... yeah, that's pretty damn accurate."

Eric stared at the broken down husky, contemplating what he should say to her. Finally he let out an annoyed growl as he slammed back his new beer, immediately ordering another to both the bartender and Mollies surprise.

"Look, I get all of that, I do. But I want you to look at it from my perspective; I was a janitor before all of this, she finds out about my education and I'm pretty much hogtied and brought into this job with no prior experience. I'm busting my ass because I don't want anyone to think this was just handed to me. I'm under so much fucking stress that I feel like I can't fuck up, I can't afford to. I guess the point I'm trying to make is, like, you're not the only one who has to deal with a fuck ton of anxiety and fear. And... I don't know, maybe we reach a compromise or something?"

"No." Mollie immediately snapped. "If your compromise involves you working less, or trying to make yourself less noticeable to make me feel better about myself then you can forget it. The company doesn't need half assed, dick jerking layabouts. I'll... sort myself out."

There was a pause between them, only broken when Eric started snickering. His snickering quickly turned into a fit of laughter. "What the hell is so funny?" Mollie demanded.

"Layabouts...." He hunched over as he tried to cover his muzzle. "Who the fuck....pffft- uses a fucking word like THAT anymore? What are you, forty?"

"I'm twenty nine you jackass!"

"Exactly! You're twenty nine! What twenty nine year old uses words like that?"

Maybe it was the beer, maybe it was how hard he was laughing, maybe it was how infectious his laugh was or maybe it was the simple absurdity of it all but Mollie couldn't help herself as she began laughing alongside him.

"You-Ya know what else reaaaaallly pissed me off bout ya?" Mollie slurred. She was on her... Fuck, how many drinks had she ordered now? It was more than Eric had ordered, that was for sure. Since he'd broken the tense atmosphere with his outburst the two had actually properly started to get along. Or at least tried to, there was a lot of work to do but they'd been making good progress so far in the past couple of hours.

"No, what pissed me off..." They both snickered at his small slip of tongue. "What pissed YOU off about me?"

Mollie leaned forward and grabbed his muzzle. "How fuckin handsome ya are. Like, day one I-I saw ya and I was thinkin' to myself, ya know maybe Cassie had a new boyfriend or-or something. And I was like 'good for her, go get some good wolf dick!'" They both laughed but Eric knew they were laughing for different reasons. He might be drunk but he still remembered the threat towards his balls.

"And then, I had to see ya everyday after that. And- and I'm like. 'Fuck, good at his job and stupidly handsome.' If I wasn't so pissed at ya I'd think Cassie hired ya to be my office eye candy. Ya know? She decided to treat me with a-a umm, a ya know!" She snapped her fingers repeatedly as if the words would magically come to her "Like a yummy candy boy!"

Eric couldn't help the highly amused grin and the small laugh that followed. "So what, I'm a candy boy now?"

Mollie beamed at him and her tail started wagging behind her. "Yes! From now on you are Candy boy, you are Mister Candy boy!"

"I'm sure there are others who'd make a better candy boy."

She blew a raspberry and shook her head. "Not a chance. Look at ya! Hell, just look at these fuckin tree trunks of yours." She said as she pawed at his arms. "And these ones!" Her other paw reaching down to stroke his thigh, claws lightly grazing him through his pants. He couldn't help the shudder that ran through him.

This didn't go unnoticed by Mollie. "Oooh, does candy boy like that?" she asked as she slowly trailed her claws against his thigh, digging in a little deeper.

"W-well, kinda came out of nowhere." Eric said as he tried to keep himself calm. Cassandra had been one thing, that had been one hell of a series of circumstances and some seriously out of character actions on his part. With Mollie it was drunken teasing, he wasn't sure how to proceed or how she'd react once she actually sobered up.

"Mmm, sometimes the best things are, Candy boy." Mollie said with a leering grin. "Tell me, does it get ya off?"

The sudden, blunt question caught him off guard. "Wai-Wha-"

"Claws, you like being scratched like this." Mollie said as he paw trailed higher, dragging her claws.

"I-It might. Uhhh, fuck, never thought about it before." He admitted.

"I have. Spent a loooot of time thinking." Mollie said as she licked her chops, never breaking eye contact. "I'm sure it would be easier to tell you all the kinks I don't have."

This was new information that Eric wasn't sure what to do with. He was sure that if they were having this conversation sober they'd be finding the closest hotel or quiet room shortly after. However he knew that she was far more intoxicated, it didn't seem right to him. Considering everything that led him to this exact situation it almost seemed hypocritical, he knew that.

"Tell me, what kinks do you have?" Mollie asked.

"Wha- I don't- Is that really appropriate for this kind of place?"

"What, you worried someone's going to hear us?" It was at this moment the bartender decided to drop off their latest round of drinks before retreating somewhere else. "See? We're all good now."

Eric cleared his throat as he tried to keep his nerves under control. "It's just- It's kind of out of nowhere. Like, I haven't really prepared myself and-"

"I enjoy being knotted." Mollie interrupted, she gave an amused smile at Eric's shocked expression. "Yeah, especially when I'm in heat. I haven't dated or slept with someone in so fucking long that I don't even take the pill anymore. Oh, I'm not on the pill by the way." Saying this as if it was of absolute importance that he knew.

"But I like it, the idea that someone will fuck me without any regard for the consequences, just filling up this tight little pussy with their thick cock, only using me for the purpose of breeding me. Fucking me until we're both sure that I have a proper litter in me. It's honestly.... Just so fucking exciting." she breathed out as a slight shiver ran through her.

Eric sat there stunned at her... very vivid description. The combination of her explanation as well as the fact that her claws were still digging into his thigh made him very aware that he now had an erection. He also noticed that the shift in topic had somehow helped to sober her up, her speech was less slurred now and she seemed more coherent.

Mollie continued to grin at him. "See how easy that was? Tell ya what; how bout we make it a game? I'll tell you one of mine if you tell me one of yours."

"O-Ok, uh-sure just- uh just give me a second." He hadn't really thought about his kinks, a few fantasies here and there, stuff he thought of on the fly, somethings he liked doing, but he was pretty content with just having sex.

Mollie snickered and covered her muzzle. "What? Don't tell me that you're actually pretty vanilla?"

He gritted his teeth, she wanted to play it like this, huh? Alright, he could even the playing field. He had a pretty good imagination and now he had a few ideas in mind. "Not as vanilla as you'd think."

"Try me."

Well, she asked for it. "Alright, so it's kind of specific. I really like the idea of ummm...." He hesitated, it was one thing to think about it, but saying it out loud was... It didn't matter though, he was in this too deep now, he had to put all embarrassment aside and just go for it.

"I like the idea of sensory deprivation mixed with some bondage" He finally admitted. "Nothing overly crazy, just tie up their wrists, gag their muzzle and use a blindfold."

This earned him a surprised, curious look from the husky. "The idea is if I close off their sight then they have no choice but to rely on everything else. Like hearing, smell and sensation. Listening to me as I growl or the wet sound of me pounding them, the gag means that their own noises will be minimal, it's mostly me they're listening to. They have to focus on my scent and theirs mingling, growing stronger. And they can't see what I'm doing but they can feel everything, and since they can't see it they have to really focus on all of the different sensations, plus they don't know what I'm doing which adds in a thrill factor, is it a toy? My paw? My cock? You can't tell. You have to use your imagination and figure it out. The bondage means that I'm in control of the situation, I control what you're going to feel and how you move, what positions we use. I'm in total control."

He looked away as he grimaced. "Yeah, sounds a little crazy right?" When he looked back Mollie had completely shifted. She was taking shuddering breaths, her legs were tightly squeezed together, paws bunching the fabric of her skirt and her eyes stared at him in excitement.

"That sounds... really fucking hot." The husky breathed out shakily. She continued to breath deeply, probably in an attempt to keep herself collected. "What else? I wanna know! Please?"

This... was new. However Eric wasn't exactly going to give her what she wanted, not that easily. "Nuh-uh. It's your turn, remember?" He said with a mischievous smile.

Mollie inhaled sharply the moment he smiled, he figured it was part of another one of her kinks. Maybe?

"Ok, you're right, we did agree. Let's see... Oh! This one might be a little... extreme. I kind of like... pain." She admitted hesitantly.

"Nothing super dark, I draw the line at actual bleeding or bodily harm. So anything sharp, a punch or a kick are out of the question. But claws raking through me, biting down on me hard. Spanking me and slapping me until I'm sore. Marking me up. It's like... how do I put it into words? Imagine... you're fucking me from behind, right? You lift me up so I'm pressed up against you, you run your paws over my body and suddenly you start dragging your claws, over my breasts, across my stomach and you make sure that I can really feel it digging in. Doing something like that. It's exciting and exhilarating. I guess I like it because it's another sensation, one we usually associate with fear and bad things, right? But now it's being used alongside pleasure. It even intensifies it... Does that make sense?"

It was a little surprising to hear but Eric saw the reasoning behind it. "Yeah, makes sense I guess it's kind of like... Sweet and spicy."

Mollie frowned at him, confused by the sudden and strange comparison. Eric resisted the urge to groan at his own silly idea. "It's like... have you ever had something spicy and then you ate something sweet right after? It kind of enhances the lingering flavor of the spice but you still get to enjoy the sweetness? it's an odd mix that works out really nicely. That's kind of what I'm understanding here."

"Hmm, ok yeah, that makes more sense. Ok, your turn!"

Eric thought about it, what else did he like? "Sorry, It's going to take me a second. I'm still not really sure what qualifies as my own kinks."

"Just think of something, it can be anything that you like to do while having sex, something you've always wanted to try. It can be generally broad or very specific. Even something you can't do because it's morally questionable but still find it interesting to explore the idea." Mollie explained.

Hearing it like that gave Eric a better idea of what he could work with. "Ok, I'm getting a pretty good idea here. If that's the case... This is probably pretty common but I like the idea of public sex. Being out in the open and exposed like that? The risk that at any moment you could get caught? It's a rush just thinking about it, it's exciting."

"Right!?" Mollie said excitedly. "Oooh, I've always loved the idea of it. Never had the opportunity to try it, but it's fun to fantasize about! My apartment has a balcony and I've even thought of how everyone could see me if I started fucking right there."

"Yeah, it is kind of fun." Eric agreed, particularly enjoying the very lovely image she'd just given him. Since they were on the topic a question came to mind. "Mind if I ask something? How much of this have you actually tried?"

Mollie seemed to freeze, her ears swiveled back and she stared down at the counter. "Honestly? Very little of it." She let out an annoyed huff as she played with her glass, rolling it in her paws.

"My boyfriends have been pretty vanilla, most of them were freaked out by the things I wanted to try with them... Some thought that something was wrong with me. Haven't really dated much after college and I usually get pretty bored after a while. I think my last relationship was... three, no, four years ago. I just felt like... why can't I be honest about it? I like sex, I like that there's all these different aspects and ideas behind it. But everyone just... they treat it like it's weird or wrong."

It was a strange sight. The previously animated and excited husky was now closing in on herself. Eric was starting to regret that he had even brought it up. Despite that he'd still caused her to remember something terrible, it was only right he tried to remedy it.

"What's so fucking wrong about it?" Mollies ears perked back up as she looked at him curiously. "Like... fuck, it's sex, right? We all have different things we like, stuff we want to try out or we think is fun to imagine. But some people treat it like there's something wrong with you. There's all these ways that you can make yourself and the other person feel good, right? Why wouldn't you want to try exploring that? Sure, you're not going to agree with everything the other person likes and wants to try, you gotta live with that, but for the things you both like, why not explore it? I really don't think there's anything wrong with liking sex and wanting to explore it."

This seemed to perk Mollie back up, evident by the slow wag of her tail. Eric smiled as he saw her mood lifting and placed a comforting paw on her shoulder. "Look if you say you like all this stuff then I'm not going to judge you for it. Say, in the future, you want to go for drinks, talk about it some more, just because you feel like you need someone you want to talk to about this with then I'm down."

A soft smile formed on the huskies muzzle, her tail was wagging up a storm behind her. "You know what? I think I'll take you up on that."

They didn't leave the bar for another hour, Eric was still in shock over how fucking expensive the bill had been. Yeah, they drank a lot and yeah he had agreed to buy, but even still... it felt like he'd been mugged! Mollies apartment was close by so he'd offered to walk her home.

"Fuck, it's been soooo long since I got to drink like that!" The husky said excitedly as she wrapped her arm around Eric's waist and leaned into him. "Thanks for treating, Candy boy."

"Yeah, no problem." Eric said as he draped his arm over her shoulders, trying his damn hardest so that it didn't come out as grumbling. He was surprised that she was still standing, just how high was her alcohol tolerance?

The husky smiled up at him coyly, digging her claws into his waist causing him to shudder. He was convinced she was trying to make it into his kink. The worst part? It was working. "Something tells me you aren't too happy with something."

"No it's..." No point in hiding it, she'd probably make an accurate guess and he'd end up admitting it regardless. "Just the bill, fuck, how did the bill come up to four hundred fucking dollars?"

Her response was a barking laugh. "That's it, babe? Did you even check your bank account?"

Eric frowned at the question. "What does that have to do with this?"

"We got paid today, dumbass!" She laughed.

Oh, he'd completely forgotten. He pulled out his phone and tapped on the bank app, may as well pull the band aid off and see what the damage was. He nearly dropped the phone along with his jaw as he stared down at the amount. "Is... is this accurate? There wasn't a mistake?"

Mollie leaned in closer to take a look. "Yep! Looks pretty accurate! We get paid ridiculously good"

Ridiculous didn't even come close to describing the numbers displayed on his screen. The amount was more than enough to make a down payment for a mortgage and move out of his shitty apartment! Hell, he could even pay the mortgage off in a year! If he wasn't so new and if Cassandra didn't have his balls in her grasp he'd even think of taking a month off just to vacation. It almost didn't feel real. "Holy fuck."

"Bet you're feeling pretty damn good right now." The husky said as she playfully bumped his hip.

He put the phone away as his brain tried to catch up. Now the bill didn't seem like such a big deal. It felt so unreal and he wasn't sure how to really feel about the situation. He knew that everyone made a lot, he just didn't think they'd be paying HIM such an insane amount.

Mollie could sense that he was distracted and a devious little idea popped into her head. She bit her lip as she smiled. Without warning she pulled on Eric's arm, spinning him around as she quickly dragged him into an alley just beside them. Once they were deep enough that no one could see them she stopped. Before Eric could ask anything or even begin to process what had happened the husky pushed him into the wall and pinned him there.

"Mollie, what the-" He was cut off as her paws dug into the scruff of his neck, pulling him down into a sizzling kiss. Eric was completely caught by surprise by this, he never thought Mollie would actually try something like this given her usual personality and previous statement of disliking him. Despite all of this he still returned the kiss, his tongue lashing against hers, hungry growls escaping as she dug her claws in. His head was spinning, a combination of the alcohol as well as how fucking good the kiss was.

He became aware of her paws leaving his neck and trailing lower until they reached his belt, quickly unbuckling it. He gave a muffled grunt of surprise but Mollie refused to let him pull away as she leaned in closer. She finally broke the kiss once his buckle was undone. She looked up at him and smiled as she licked the saliva from her muzzle.

"Just think of this as my thank you for the drinks and the company." She said before kneeling in front of him, pulling down his pants and boxers just enough to release his already erect member.

"Wait, Mollie I think we should- Oooooh" He cut himself short with a moan as she licked the very tip of his cock, lapping at the precum already spilling out. The strokes of her tongue were deliberately slow as she dragged her silky tongue across his entire length. Pausing briefly every so often so that she could gentle suckle his tip. He couldn't help but grab her ears, partly to keep himself standing. The action aroused a muffled, yet still, pleased sound from the husky.

When Cassandra had done this she was rough, sloppy, full of vigorous energy. Mollie, on the other paw was slow, methodical and purposefully sensual, giving the act a sense of deep intimacy. He'd claimed Cassandra had given him the best blowjob of his life but Mollie was proving that she was a pretty close fucking contender!

As his knot began to swell she started to lightly stroke it with both paws, coaxing it to swell even further. She ceased lapping, instead taking his length into her muzzle. She bobbed her head back and forth slowly as she continued to gently suckle him, flicking her tongue against his tip as she did.

Eric groaned at the sweet sensations assaulting his cock, he was getting close now, he could feel it. He pulled on her ears out of reflex but Mollie took it as a hint as she took his entire length into her muzzle, suckling fiercely. He shuddered with pleasure as he almost instantly hit his peak. His throbbing cock began to spill generous ropes of his thick seed into her muzzle and against the back of her throat. The husky gave a surprised wet choke and quickly tried to swallow everything, but it was too much, another choke spilled his seed out between her lips. When he finally ceased the husky focused on cleaning his shaft off hungrily before licking the remaining seed from her muzzle, she looked up and made eye contact with Eric so that he could see her enjoying the generous treat.

"Holy fuck." Eric breathed as he tried to get his panting under control.

Mollie smiled at this and stood up. She hiked up her skirt until it was well past her rear. She pressed herself up against the other wall while sticking her rear out, taking a moment to pull her soaked panties to the side until Eric saw glistening pink. "Come on, you said you wanted to try this at least once right?"

She wiggled her hips at him suggestively, bobbing her tail side to side with the act. The blowjob had been one thing but sex was... He remembered that she wasn't on the pill and hesitated. He might still be a little drunk but he wasn't completely fucking stupid. On top of that was the fact that she was still his superior, what if this made their situation awkward at work? What if this was the deciding factor of her never liking him? If they were sober this would be an entirely different scenario.

She looked back at him and let loose a pleading whine when he didn't come to her right away. "Eric, please. I need you inside of me so bad right now! I promise I'm not in heat, you can knot me and cum in me if you want. Please, I just need you to fuck me so bad!"

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

That was the only word that screamed out in Eric's mind as he moved closer to the pleading dog with his member back at full attention. Looking at him like that with those puppy dog eyes, that pleading whine in her voice. There wasn't a chance in hell he could back out of this, reasoning, logic and consequences be damned! In front of him was a beautiful bitch who was literally begging for him to take her. And that's exactly what he intended to do.

He guided the tip of his cock to her soaked lips, feeling as she shuddered from that first little bit of contact. He stopped, a thought came to mind as he held his cock there, teasing at entry. She'd told him quite a lot about her kinks, many of the ones she hadn't been able to fulfill. Since they were coming this far he might as well indulge her and let her experience the fantasies she so desperately wanted to try.

"Eric, please don't tease me." Mollie whined as she tried to push her hips back in an attempt to slide his cock in. His response was to roughly grab her rear with both paws and to keep her from moving.

"Not yet, bitch." He growled. "I decide when you get filled."

She looked back at him, her ears perked up in surprise at his sudden rough and guttural tone. Another shudder of pleasure ran through her as she saw his snarling muzzle. She let out a surprised yelp as he dug his claws into her rear. He leaned forward until she could hear and feel his breath on her ear. "Who do you belong to?"

"Wha-" She yelped again as he smacked her ass and dug his claws back in.

"Bitch, 'wha' isn't an answer." He suddenly bit down on her ear, eliciting a whining moan from the husky who was just barely standing now. This was too much for her at once, her brain was overloading from how exciting this was!

"Now answer me properly. Who do you belong to?"

"Y-You! I...I belong to you!" She panted out as she slowly felt his cock finally sliding in, whimpering when he stopped and pulled it back to its original position. She could feel her juices and his pre cum dripping down her thighs now.

"That's right, you belong to me." Eric growled again as he grabbed her scruff and roughly pulled her head back, inadvertently forcing his cock in by a few inches much to the trembling huskies apparent delight. "Mmm you're quite the dirty little sub, aren't you pet? Begging a man for his cock? Pleading for him to fill you with his knot and cum. Getting this fucking wet when he only puts his tip inside of you? Absolutely filthy." He said with a dark laugh.

Mollie didn't even try to keep her erratic panting under control, she didn't care. All she cared about was the overpowering presence of the wolf behind her, his scent pervaded her nose, swimming in her head. His thick cock barely inside of her, teasing her mercilessly with its heat and promise of fulfillment. His snarling muzzle growling into her ear, calling her out on everything she already knew that she truly was. It was too much!

She covered her mouth to muffle the howling scream that escaped her lips as she hit her peak. Her whole body shook and spasmed, only standing because of the paw that was roughly gripping the scruff of her neck. No doubt that her juices had completely soaked the wolf's barely inserted cock from how it poured down her legs and dripped onto the dirty pavement beneath her feet. She tried to push herself against him but he still had one paw on her rear that kept her firmly in place.

The husky was barely aware of the dark chuckle that filled her ear, before her orgasm had completely faded he sharply thrusted and filled her completely, surprised that he was hilting her. The husky was barely able to contain the piercing scream as it muffled between her fingers. Her body shook and her vision was filled with stars. She was just barely able to make out the words of the wolf. "Did my pet get a little too excited?" he asked as he ground his hips into her, nudging in deeper just that little extra bit.

The husky was surprised that she was able to take him all and so smoothly, he was fucking huge! The paw that had been gipping her rear was now trailing across her stomach, claws really digging in as they grazed her through the thin fabric of her shirt. If that wasn't enough his paw started trailing lower, finally settling between her legs. When his padded fingers began to rub and tease her clit the husky whimpered. It felt rough and course at first but as his fingers became soaked in her juices they became smooth as they slid across her clit. He bucked into her sharply, finding a steady rhythm of teasing her and rutting into her.

The overwhelming sensations nearly had made her fall but the wolf caught her, releasing his hold on her scruff so that his arm was curled around her body and his paw wrapped around her throat in a fierce grip. It wasn't enough to completely suffocate her but it was enough to make breathing a little difficult. She released the hold she had on her own muzzle to hold onto the paw wrapped around her throat. He pulled her back until she was completely pinned against his chest. His short, but powerful thrusts rippling through her whole body, panting gasps and feral growls filled her ears, unsure of who the sounds belonged to.

Eric knew the husky was getting close to another orgasm, before she could let out another howl or scream the paw that had been meticulously working between her legs shot up to cover her muzzle, soaking it with her juices and no doubt filling the huskies nose with the scent. He growled as she mercilessly humped into him as she hit her peak for the second time, walls clenching and wrapping her silky folds around his cock, suckling it in an attempt to drain him for everything he had. He tried to pull back but found that he'd knotted her, too distracted in making sure that she'd been completely filled by him that he'd realized too late.

As she rode out her orgasm he bucked hard, trying to bury himself deeper as he coaxed his swollen knot inside of her, biting down on her ear as feral, ragged growls escaped him. A powerful shudder rippled throughout his body when he finally hit his peak, his first ropes of thick seed shooting from his throbbing cock directly into the huskies' very womb. She felt it as he filled her, claimed her. Another scream muffled by his paws as she ground her rear into him, trying to coax as much of his seed as she could from him. His vision filled with black spots from how amazing the huskies grinding felt, it was only fair that he returned the favor as he released her ear from his bite and instead clamped down hard into her shoulder as he gave a few more sharp, powerful thrusts.

It had been too much and too intense for both of the canines as they both stumbled forward, Eric was able to stop them from falling completely as he pinned Mollie between his body and the wall, fully taking in and enjoying the heat that was radiating off of the sated, trembling dog. He temporarily thought back to her earlier admittance, she wasn't in heat and he was sure it was fine, but there was still that off chance. 'Well, at least __they'll be cute puppies' He thought with a smug grin.

A few minutes passed, the only sounds they could hear were their own panting. Eric finally managed to get his under control as he nudged the husky. "You still with me?"

Rather than a verbal response she simply nodded her head, she was far shakier than he was and Eric figured it would take her some time to fully recover. They waited several more minutes before Eric decided to try pulling out. His knot, while not fully deflated, was still able to slip from the huskies soaked cunt with a squelching pop. His seed and her juices dripping onto the pavement beneath them and flowing down her legs.

"F-fuck. Fuck." The husky breathed out, still leaning into the wall to keep herself from falling.

"Ya going to live?" Eric asked playfully.

Despite being unsteady the husky still managed to turn her head to give him a satisfied grin. "Most definitely."

***

Mollie groaned as she finally entered the world of the living, bleary eyes searched for her alarm clock, barely making out the time. 'Too fucking early' she grumbled to herself as she pulled the covers back over her head. Although she wouldn't be able to stay like this for long, a dry throat and pounding headache told her she'd need to wake up sooner rather than later for a glass of water and some pain killers.

She huffed as she threw the covers off and sat up, wincing at the pain that shot up from her rear. "The hell?" She mumbled. That wasn't the only odd pain. Her stomach felt a little sore, her shoulder definitely felt like something! On the topic of odd... She was still in her uniform, minus the jacket and on her night stand was a sports drink, a bottle of painkillers and a note. Frowning she picked the note up and narrowed her eyes to make out the letters.

"Hey, make sure you drink this when you wake up. You went really hard on the drinks last night.

I locked the door on my way out, key's in the mail box.

-Candy boy

Candy boy? Candy boy.... Her eyes widened and she was instantly awake as EVERYTHING from the previous night finally came back to her all at once. The bar, admitting her behavior, the drinks, all those fucking drinks! Talking about kinks and then...

"Fuuuuck." She groaned out as she flopped back onto the bed and curled herself around a pillow, burying her muzzle into it. The absolute embarrassment of everything she'd said and done was hitting her all at once! How she'd dragged him into the alley, starting sucking his cock, had literally begged him to fuck her. How he'd completely shifted, became so... absolutely intense, dominating! How he'd turned her into his own personal little sub! How he'd teased her into her first orgasm, that deliciously thick knot and how he'd completely filled her. She shook her head vigorously, this was NOT the time for that!

Remembering all of this made her remember how the rest of the night had gone. They'd briefly stopped by a convenience store afterwards, hence the painkillers and sports drink. He still helped her back to the apartment but she'd agreed with him that she should sleep the rest of the drinks off. He helped her inside, completely refusing to undress because she... fuck she'd told him how she wanted to sleep still soaked in his scent. After that she was sure she had passed out.

Speaking of which, she was sure his scent wasn't the only thing of his that she wanted to stay soaked in, she reached down and felt between her legs, carefully pushing her fingers inside, trying not to shiver at how raw and good it still felt. She brought it up to find her digits soaked and sticky. She hadn't even cleaned herself up. Not only that, she hadn't felt her panties at all, did she take them off or...

Another wave of embarrassment gripped her. She'd given him her panties as a thank you for everything! "Mollie what the fuck!" She whined to herself over how much of a complete slut she'd acted like last night. Maybe the worst part of all of this was just how much she'd enjoyed all of it. Even now she wasn't regretting that it had happened last night. What she was regretting was how she hadn't kept herself in more control. If she'd sobered up a little more and brought him back to her apartment first then maybe she'd feel less embarrassed over the whole incident.

Well, there was nothing to be done about it now. She'd made her choices and had dragged Eric along for the ride, not that he would be complaining about it she was sure. But what did this mean for them? Was she supposed to see him at work and pretend like nothing had happened? Was she supposed to be nicer to him now? What if this was some excuse for him to start slacking off? She doubted it, he'd probably still be hard working.

Rather than focus on any of that she simply decided that she'd handle it when the time came. Monday they'd go about work normally and deal with it then. First maybe a shower to clean herself up... well, she didn't HAVE to shower just yet. She could stay like this for... another hour or three.

She was sure this incident would clear itself up.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

Mollie was broken from her thoughts as Cassandra placed a cup of coffee in front of her. Regardless of her position Cassie still loved brewing and serving her own coffee, something she'd learned to do from her college days. None of that instant crap or tabs either, genuine coffee made with fresh grounds. Much better than anything you'd find at one of those chain stores.

"You said you wanted to talk about something." Mollie answered.

Cassandra nodded as she took her seat on the couch opposite of the husky. "That's right, I've sensed some... hostility lately. Towards Eric.

Mollies' ears twitched and her breath caught in her throat. "Umm."

"At first it was fine, I figured you just needed some time to warm up to him. But today it feels like you've been... extra harsh. Did something happen?"

That was all on Mollie. She thought she could handle seeing him, thought that everything would sort itself out. Yeah, that did not fucking happen! Seeing that handsome fucker, knowing exactly what he was capable of and how he could please her, it was too much to handle. She prided herself on being professional, especially at work. Seeing him had brought back the rush of embarrassment she'd been feeling all weekend. She'd been snapping at him all day, making him run all over the building and piling loads of work on him in an effort to reduce her contact with him. When they were alone he had straight out asked her if this was because of what happened, or rather he had tried to ask but as soon as she figured it out she snapped at him. "We are at work, now get your ass moving!"

She'd spent a good hour in her office, muzzle buried in her paws over that. She wanted to start treating him nicer now that their misunderstanding had been cleared up, but after this latest incident she just felt... mixed up, rather than feeling genuine anger she was simply embarrassed by her own feelings on the matter and was covering it up with anger.

"Well... not exactly... I guess." She muttered.

Cassandra simply stared at Mollie with a small grin. "That's rather funny, because when I called Eric in earlier he told me some rather... interesting things."

Mollies' ears swiveled and pinned to her head as she swallowed. "What... exactly did he tell you?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just that you two decided to go out for some drinks and had a rather good chance to get to know each other."

The husky was barely able to keep the whine in her throat as she tried to keep herself composed. "That's... um...I mean."

Cassandra's grin became downright mischievous as she leaned forward. "That's right. He told me that you'd had some drinks, praised him for his hard work and that he simply walked you home. Making a point that nothing happened."

Mollies' ears perked right back up as she shot Cassandra a surprised look which made the collies grin grow wider. "See, the thing is, I didn't believe a fucking word he said. I could just tell that he was trying to cover something up. And from what I've seen from you so far I'm sure I was right on the money. So tell me, sweetie... what really happened?"

Mollie thought that maybe Eric was trying to cover for her, or himself, maybe both of them? Her next course of action was simple. She'd go along with whatever story he'd come up with, blame any gaps in knowledge on the alcohol and simply leave it at that.

She did none of that. She immediately broke down and confessed everything. Everything they'd talked about at the bar, including her admittance that she didn't like him and her reasons why. How he'd cleared up the misunderstanding. How she brought up the talk of kinks and pressured him into it. How he'd comforted her when she talked about her previous relationships. Dragging him into the alleyway, setting up the entire situation, making it clear that he'd been very hesitant for the first half of it and gave into the pressure she'd placed on him. His complete shift in personality, probably basing it off of the kinks she'd mentioned. Walking her home and making sure she actually slept it off

She told Cassandra everything.

She completely expected her boss to be angry, entirely furious with her. Her behavior in the month leading up to these events and afterwards had been completely unacceptable for someone of her standing and position. Her antics while intoxicated were another matter altogether but still wildly inappropriate for a senior towards her junior. However when she looked back up she was surprised to see a highly amused smile on the collies face as she seemed to be listening excitedly.

"So... He's a candy boy now? Is that right?"

"Err... I guess... I was really drunk when I came up with it." Mollie admitted.

"Hmm... it does have a rather... tasty ring to it." She said with another mischievous grin. "Alright then, you can leave now. Breaks almost over."

Mollie recoiled in surprise. "Wait, that's it? I'm not in trouble?"

Cassandra raised a questioning brow at the husky. "Trouble? Why would you be in trouble?"

"Well... I mean, my behavior and..."

"Sweetheart, listen. You are a grown woman. If you want to fool around a bit off the job then I'm not going to judge you. I also know you well enough to know that you aren't actually angry or being a bitch on purpose, just embarrassed. I know you well enough to know that you'll sort yourself out by the end of the day."

Mollie blinked as she took that in. Completely forgetting just how well Cassie could read her. "But... what about my actions before then? My treatment towards him over the last month hasn't exactly been fair."

"And you admitted to that on your own once the misunderstanding was cleared up. He forgave you. I'd say that matter is already solved."

Mollie wanted to argue the matter but knew that once Cassie made up her mind it was made up, there would be no budging. Instead she simply finished her coffee, thanked Cassandra for the talk and left to go back to work.

"Sweet heart, just one more thing." Cassandra called, stopping Mollie in her tracks. "Sometimes you are a little... uptight, especially on matters like this. Just talk to him and sort everything out. And if you're worried that he'll be angry at you over today... Well I'm sure that pretty little muzzle of yours will find a way to make him forgive you." Cassandra said, giving the husky a playful wink as she finished.

Mollie bit her lip as another wave of embarrassment flooded her. She quickly rushed out the door and back to her office, hoping she'd be able to focus on the rest of her work.

Once the husky had left Cassandra leaned back and took a deep, satisfying breath. She'd been right, hiring that yummy little wolf had given her the most entertainment she'd had in years!

Four hours after their talk and Mollie realized she still hadn't tried speaking to Eric. She'd gotten so absorbed in her work that it hadn't even occurred to her to try. However Cassie had been right, she was too uptight about matters like this, she needed to speak with Eric and clear everything up. She was broken from her thoughts by a sharp knock on her door, the wolf in question entering.

"Hey, I've got the last reports for the day. I'll be taking off." He said as he placed them on her desk.

She looked them over and nodded, finding no errors. "Alright." She expected him to leave but he didn't. She looked up at him with a questioning look. It looked like he was about to say something, hesitating before he simply closed his mouth and turned to leave.

"See you tomorrow." He said as he closed the door.

Mollie sat there frozen. That had been her chance, her best chance to talk to him, and he'd hesitated! Fuck, they both had! It wasn't like she'd said anything else either or prompted him further, and it was obvious that he'd wanted to talk to her. She buried her muzzle into her paws and growled. Why the hell was she acting like this? Why was she letting her embarrassment control her like this? He'd already shown that he'd been more than accepting of not only her interests but her attitude leading up to this.

Deciding she was done acting like a child she bolted from her seat and was out the door. She rushed down the hallway in time to see Eric about to enter the Elevator.

"Wait! Hold it!" She barked, causing the wolf to jump as she marched up to him.

"Uhh, what's-"

"Do you want to go for a drink tonight? My treat?"

Maybe she couldn't properly apologize to him right this moment. She knew it was difficult for her to do something even as simple as that.

But after a few drinks.... who knew what could happen!