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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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"Welcome to Salchicha Grande!" The attractive young grey furred wolfess with dazzling blue eyes at the door chimed cheerfully with a slight Spanish accent as the Davidson family stood in the doorway.

Mark couldn't help but look her over, she was the spitting image of his wife when he'd first met her back in college. Her short white hair with purple highlights and the multiple ear piercings and nose ring not withstanding of course. His wife was still a looker, but having had two kids that were now insufferable teenagers had taken its toll on her, as tends to happen with age. A little softer around the edges, looking a bit more ragged and sleep deprived, but still beautiful in her own right, Mark decided she could fit into the MILF category youngsters referred to these days. But Cece, as he read on her name badge, was still young and...perky. He didn't mean to stare, but with the low cut uniforms and the obvious lack of a bra how could he not? The older huskies inner ears darkening a shade or two as she caught him looking, but instead of being upset or even annoyed, the young wolfess simply smiled and winked in a manner that made his heart skip a beat in a manner for once that had nothing to do with his age.

This was meant to be the Davidson's twentieth wedding anniversary, a chance to rekindle their romance which had been dying out lately. Mother Nature, the cruel bitch that she can be, decided to throw a curveball their way in the form of an untimely hurricane advisory which had put Mrs. Davidson into high panic mode. Of course being the doting mother she was, she had insisted their kids join them so she wouldn't worry herself to death. The ungrateful sods had done nothing but complain the entire time too, every suggestion he offered was met with an exasperated sigh and rolling of their eyes. Even before they'd been seated the kids had begun complaining about everything from the décor to the choice of restaurant loud enough for other customers to turn and look in their direction.

"On the house, looks like you could use something to help you relax, big guy" Cece seemed to notice the way his family was treating Mr. Davidson and she brought over a complimentary Mojito a couple moments later, her hand brushing along his arm and lingering a little longer than was necessary. Was she flirting with him, Mark wondered? Surely not, a young attractive thing like her surely wouldn't be interested in an old husky with a dad bod. But the way she swayed her hips and tail before turning to smile back at him as she made sure he was looking and checking out her taut butt beneath her almost illegally short skirt...

Looking around the small family owned restaurant Mark was surprised to see how busy it was, knowing that was a good sign and that the food must be good here. On second thought though, looking at how most of the patrons were younger males and the way they were eying Cece, he suspected it might also just be because of the eye candy. Even with all the fit young studs around, the young attractive wolfess seemed to dote more on Mark than anyone else, thankfully his wife was too tired or simply too oblivious to notice; the kids were too involved with the screens to pay any attention as well it seemed.

With their drinks orders having just arrived and the meal orders being placed, Mark thought that lunch was going pretty well for once. At least until his wife politely asked their kids to put their phones down so they could have a delightful conversation during lunch. Mark immediately knew how that was going to go, sure enough as expected the argument started. He'd dealt with enough attitude during the course of the morning to see him through to dinner time and this looked to be an argument they weren't going to win; so the old husky wisely excused himself from the table and made a beeline for the safety of the bathroom.

Thankfully the bathrooms were set far back in one corner of the old building, far enough away that the lone speaker inside playing music was the only thing he could hear. The bathroom was surprisingly clean, though a bit smaller than what he'd expected. Red clay tiled floor with the usual red and green stylized pattern on the wall, twin side by side wash basins opposite the two white urinals on the far wall. Mark noted there were only two stalls and neither of them was handicapable, probably due to the age of the place. That suited him fine however, he could hide out in one of the stalls for a while without causing undue problems.

Mark entered the first stall and turned the dial to latch the door in place, groaning when he found it didn't actually lock the door but just made it appear as though someone were in the stall on the outside indicator. He was about to exit the stall and move over to the other one when someone else entered before he could, entering the stall beside him and latched their door; it seemed he'd just have to risk it. It wasn't like he was doing anything that really required privacy anyway he supposed.

Looking around the stall he noticed an odd hole in the thin wooden and plastic composite wall with scratchings all around. The usual nonsense one would expected to find, like "For a fun time call Cecelia" or "Cecelia likes it from behind". Mark read more and more of the same around the curious opening, noting the majority of them referenced a Cecelia. Surely they couldn't mean the attractive young wolfess waitress? He didn't know why he did it, but Mark pulled out his phone and saved the number into his contacts on a whim. It's not like he was going to use it, he loved his wife dearly, even if it had been a really long time since they were last intimate with one another.

A soft cough came from the stall next door, at first Mark ignored it. Then the person coughed again, snapping him out of his daydream about the cute wolfess, more insistently this time. Mark thought this was the universal sign for being out of toilet paper, being the standup guy he was he grabbed a roll from the couple standing on the cistern behind him to offer beneath the stall wall.

"Here you go bud..." Mark offered as he shook the roll of paper.

"Up here..." Came a voice that definitely did not belong to a man. Mark jumped as he looked up to the curious opening and spotted the familiar striking blue eye of Cece peering at him.

"What the...Cece? What're you doing in here? This is the men's room!" Mark hissed, not wanting to make a scene and risk getting her in trouble.

"You looked like you could use something to take the edge off" The wolfess offered with friendly smile.

"I don't follow..." Mark replied in confusion.

"Never heard of a gloryhole mister Davidson?" the wolfess asked with a sly grin.

"A what?" Mark didn't think himself as being naive, but apparently he was in this instance.

"This here hole is a gloryhole. You just...pop yourself on through and I can help you relax" Cece offered with a laugh.

"Help me relax how?" Mark asked in confusion, his question was answered by Cece opening her mouth right up against the hole invitingly. Surely she couldn't mean she wants to suck his dick? A nice girl like her wouldn't do such a thing, could she? But then again, all the scribbles on the stall wall, the evidence was plainly written before him. But no, he was married, he couldn't do this, could he?

Marks mind was in turmoil, he couldn't get the image of the young attractive wolfess out of his mind, she looked so much like his wife when she was younger which only added to his confusion. He longed for those days, they were so intense together and could barely keep their hands off each other. The more those memories came to mind, the tighter his shorts got and the less blood was going to his brain.

Mark found himself pressed up against the stall wall with the elastic waistband of his shorts down about his thighs and his cock poking through the wall, right into the waiting wolfess mouth on the other side. It'd been so long since he'd had his dick sucked, he'd almost forgotten how good it felt. Cece was pretty good at it too, Mark wasn't exactly a slouch in the trouser snake department. Even when he hit the back of her throat accidentally Cece didn't gag. Her lips just wrapped about his turgid flesh and she began to suck firmly while slowly pulling back to his tip.

Mark was in heaven as she began to kiss and lick at his sensitive tapered tip, just enough pleasure to make his thick pink length drip and drool copious amounts of slick precum onto her tongue. The young wolfess had no problem licking it all up and swallowing, even his wife hadn't been that keen back when she used to blow him, but Cece seemed to really enjoy his taste. Every time he started to whine softly from the teasing kisses and licks, Cece would sink her hot little muzzle down over him and bob along his pulsing shaft to keep him from making too much noise that might attract unwanted attention. Occasionally footsteps would enter, the sound of someone making use of the urinals right beside them before washing their hands and leaving. All while the attractive wolfess was on her knees sucking his dick, the knowledge people were so close during all of this somehow made the pleasure that much more intense.

If her mouth was this good, Mark began to wonder how good her other openings would feel. She was a slender little thing, she must be tight as hell he thought to himself idly. But also that tight round behind looked so spankable and fuckable too, he wondered if she was naughty enough to let partners lift her cute fluffy tail and travel the backroads. The thought of doing all these lewd things to the young wolfess was driving him wild, his hips starting to buck against the wall and deeper into her willing and waiting maw. Slowly Cece began to move back little by little, making Mark buck deeper and deeper until his forming knot appeared on her size of the wall. This was obviously what Cece wanted as she sunk her mouth down deep onto his cock until her lips kissed his knot, showing off her skill at sucking dick as she reached her tongue out to tease along the underside and sides of his thick bulb of flesh.

Mark had to bite down on the side of his hand to stop from crying out in pleasure it felt so damn good, her tongue feeling like pleasurable little electric shocks against his flesh. He'd never felt his balls pull up so quickly against his body in preparation for climax before. He wanted to warn Cece he was about to cum, but if he stopped biting down on his hand, he knew he'd let out a telling groan and alert the other people in the bathroom. All he could do was hope she didn't mind swallowing, because she was about to get a big load any second now as Mark was very pent up. Sure enough Cece didn't stop or let up, keeping her lips pressed to his knot with his tip down her throat as she licked and teased at his knot.

Marks teeth broke skin and he tasted his own crimson when white hot pleasure burst from the tip of his cock. His balls felt like they would turn inside out with how hard and heavy his climax was, thick ropes of hot white seed fired off deep inside Cece's maw, hitting the back of her throat and thankfully being swallowed down without complaint. It was hands down the most mind shattering climax of his life, his knees felt weak and Mark felt light headed enough that he needed to sit down.

Only he couldn't, when he tried to pull back and out of the hole, he found his knot was too inflated to let him step back. He'd gone too far and the hole was too small to let his fully inflated knot back through, even as the cool air caressed his slick cock when Cece's hot mouth slipped back and off his flesh.

"Oh shit...I'm stuck" Mark hissed through the wall before hearing the other door unlatch and open. His heart dropping into his stomach a moment later when his stall door opened, but thankfully it was only Cece coming to check on him.

"Oh dear, what's wrong mister Davidson?" Cece asked with a grin, making a show of licking her lips clear of his cum.

"I'm ah...stuck, my knot..." He began to say, failing to notice the predatory grin on the young wolfess muzzle. Cece moved up behind beside him and pushed the stall door closed behind her, a hand on his back slowly trailing down to grip his tail and lift it. Her other hand groping at his plush behind. "Hey, what're you doing back there?" Mark growled, not sure how this was meant to help him in any way.

Cece didn't reply, she simply laughed as she dipped two slender fingers under his tail and began to rub something against his tightly clenched opening. Mark yelped and jumped, hissing as he accidentally tugged painfully on his knot still stuck in the hole. He'd never been one for having anything under his tail, even when his wife had attempted to slip a single finger in him she'd been met with a growl. But Cece didn't seem worried about his growling, smirking even as she slowly pushed two slick fingers up inside the shocked husky.

Mark whined from feeling something enter him for the first time, he'd even avoided prostate exams for this reason, reaching behind him to try grip at her wrist and tug her fingers free he found she was surprisingly strong for her size. At least he felt his cock starting to deflate rather quickly from this, perhaps Cece was helping him after all, just in a very unorthodox manner. A sudden almost electric shock made his hips buck against the wall when her fingers twisted and flexed inside him, brushing over something within his back passage. Seeing his reaction the young wolfess laughed and rubbed the spot again, Mark grunted and jerked once more from another jolt of unwanted pleasure. He could feel his cock starting to swell in response to the stimulation as well, keeping him locked in place and furthering his panic.

"S...stop that..." He growled, closing his eyes and trying to picture every boring and unattractive thing he could think of to try stop his knot from swelling again while still gripping at her wrist in futility. Cece wouldn't relent, the wolfess just kept on buzzing his prostate, her slender fingers starting to pump in and out of his ass under his curled fluffy tail until he stopped growling.

"See, not that bad, is it Mister Davidson?" Cece finally asked, giving his behind a few more pumps with her fingers before withdrawing them completely. Mark sighed in relief, no longer feeling that uncomfortable pressure. Mark's relief was short lived as the fingers were replaced by something else, a thick fuzzy length being pressed against his bare behind that almost felt like a sheath.

"What the fuck is that..." Mark asked in confusion again.

"It's my dick, Mister Davidson" the wolfess replied simply, as if the answer was obvious.

"Your dick? But you're a..." Mark began to say, he could very clearly feel her breasts now pressing against his back as she leaned up against him from behind to nuzzle against his shoulder.

"Never met a herm before? We're the best of both worlds" Cece laughed as she gripped his hips firmly while grinding her own against his behind. Slowly grinding and working her swelling length between the trapped huskies cheeks, while Mark tried his best to avoid the contact but found he was locked in place and couldn't escape. Mark had heard the guys around his office talking about such things before, but he'd relegated them to being just figments of people's imaginations or perhaps people unique to the adult entertainment industry. With growing dread he could feel Cece's cock growing and swelling big enough to surpass even his own generous length. "Not going to lie, this part will hurt...best not make a sound though. Wouldn't want anyone coming in to check what's going on, now would we? After all, what would your wife and kids think about dear old dad getting sucked off by a herm in a bathroom?"

Mark's heart sank to new depths, he knew Cece was right. If anyone found him in such a precarious position, not only would it be obvious from his engorged cock stuck through the hole in the wall what he'd been doing. But now with Cece behind him, they'd know he was engaged in even worse illicit acts, both of which if found out would lead to a divorce due to infidelity. How could he have been so stupid!? Mark screwed his eyes shut, clenching his jaw and biting back a pained growl as Cece began to push her thick tapered tip in against his slick opening. Thankfully she'd prepped him a little he supposed, not that it stopped his asshole from burning as it was stretched wide around her impressive member.

Slowly inch after inch worked its way deeper inside him until he felt her knot kissing against his resisting pucker. Mark felt obscenely full and his ass ached with a constant throb, finding new understanding why his wife was so reluctant to let him fuck her ass.

"Damn you're tight, probably should've given you a double in that Mojito" Cece teased with a playful nip to Marks scruff as she slowly withdrew her cock from him almost completely. Mark's momentary feeling of relief quickly vanished when Cece pushed back inside, this time in a different angle that sent an unwanted spark of pleasure through him. His eyes going wide as she did it again, then again and again.

"Fuck, please no..." He whimpered to himself as Cece began to thrust faster and faster into him, hitting his prostate over and over. The older canine whined and growled into his hands clenched over his muzzle tightly as he felt another unwanted climax being stirred up in his balls, still Cece's hips continued to slap softly against his plush behind without any sign of slowing down.

Then it happened, Mark felt a different more intense climax wrung from his balls. Despite having climaxed not long ago, he felt his cock lurch and fire off a smaller batch of seed out into the empty stall opposite. He couldn't normally manage another climax so soon, so to do so while being fucked in the ass was even more humiliating to the older husky.

"Again? Well Mister Davidson, I think it's only fair when you get your bill later than you're not the only one getting a big tip" Cece teased, giving an extra hard buck into his clenching ass for emphasis. Marks ears laid flat and he blushed deeply in embarrassment, panting and squirming against the stall wall as Cece continued to rut him like a bitch. At least she didn't last much longer as with a firm bite to his scruff, the wolfess gave a few last rough bucks before Mark felt the uncomfortable warmth of seed spilling deep inside his ass.

"That's the best ass I've fucked in a while, I do hope you come back again and visit" Cece said through a pant as she nuzzled between Marks shoulders, grinding her hips lewdly against his rear as her cock began to soften inside him. Eventually she'd pull out and tuck herself back inside her panties, smoothing out the front of her dress before placing a little kiss to the stuck huskies cheek. "Don't worry, I'll cover for you with your wife," she'd say before leaving the stall and heading back outside.

At least his ordeal was over with and he'd learned his lesson, Mark wouldn't be doing anything like this ever again in his life. Sighing and thumping his forehead against the stall wall as he chastised himself for his stupidity, Mark didn't hear the toilet door open again as someone entered the stall beside him.

"What the..." came a voice from the other side of the wall. Marks eyes went wide as he'd been caught, at any moment the person on the other side of the wall would rush out and call management. He was sure to be arrested for public indecency, his reputation would be ruined!

A soft warm wetness began to lick along his length, followed by a pair of lips! Mark groaned as the stranger in the other stall began to suck his cock, ensuring he wasn't going to go down anytime soon, what's worse was this time he definitely knew it was another man doing this to him, someone he didn't even know! Mark couldn't do anything but grit his teeth and bare the unwanted pleasure, his cock starting to ache from being kept erect for so long and his balls having been drained twice in quick succession. He dared not speak though, not wanting to be identified by his voice and American accent. The older husky was in for a long interesting day it seemed...