The Phonecall
#7 of The Complex
Hey, boys and girls! Young and not as young as you used to be! I'm gonna give you a special treat with a two-for-one offer! That's right! A pair of scenes, intertwined as I always do, just cause you're that special! And as starting tread, when you see the '--- ---' pattern, its a change of view. So you peoples don't go paranoid or something. All characters are property of AC, and you "buy it" if you "break it." And now to treat this story like the backroom of the movie rental store. If you're not allowed back there, don't like to go back there, or have to go to another state to find such a place, leave my store. Or you can sneak in when I'm not looking. :turns my back:
- * * "Alright, lets see what we have here," the wolf spoke to himself, shifting through the papers on his desk. Being the landlord of the Complex seemed easy enough. Just make sure no one did anything illegal, kept decent on the upkeep, and didn't vandalize the pool or the gym. And the pay was good. Even after taking out utilities and other mandatory payments, he still got a decent profit for himself. The silver Corvette out front was judgment of that. He was shifting through the month's rent payment checks, marking off a list as he went. "Alright. We got Chris and Jen, Joan, El, and Ray. Everyone on this floor and the rest of the third. Hakim mentioned Jasmine would be picking up this month's rent. And Krishna said Jamal was covering this month. Everyone else is covered, and the deposit on the new tenant is in. Hmm...But I know I'm missing someone." He skimmed through the list and came across the one name he hadn't checked off. It belonged to Oscar, the pony on the 10th. Greg just shook his head lightly, wondering why that horse wanted a room on the top floor. According to the aquatics, he rarely used the pool. And Hakim mentioned Oscar was in the gym more than he was. "And that's saying a lot from Hakim. He's built like a rock," Greg muttered out, tapping his pencil on the desk. "Think I should give him a call and see what's what." With that he looked at the list before grabbing the phone and dialing. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Oscar was spread out on his bed, slowly stroking on the thick, long horsecock that extended erect from his sheath. He whinnied lightly, trying to think of anything to heighten his state of arousal. He wrapped his free paw on the flared tip, letting a heavy moan slip from his muzzle, arching off the bed as he stroked faster and harder. His orbs were aching from how long he had been doing this, begging for the right touch to signal his release. He was just about to touch the most sensitive spot on his tip and send himself into a word of bliss when the phone rang. "Ohhhhhhh...crap." He huffed out. The equine rolled over, nickering as he rolled onto his shaft and began to thrust lightly into his bed. He prayed that the person on the other end was his new employer at the drug store in the mall. He picked up the phone, hiding his state of arousal as he humped the sheets. "Hello?" "Hello, Oscar?" Oscar winced at that moment. Part from his body begging to reach a climax, and part from the voice at the other end. "Hello, Mr. Monlight." The wolf chuckled at the other end. "Please, Oscar, call me Greg." "Ok, Grrrreg," he spasmed out, thrusting a bit too hard. "What can I do for you?" "Don't feel offended, Oscar," Greg said calmly, "but you're kind of slipping behind on rent payments." Oscar knew this should have caused him to stop. He wasn't able to pay cause he'd been out of work for the past few months. He saved enough to squeak by rent and food until this point, and this new job would make or break his chances of keeping the condo. But he was way too horny, and too close to the edge to stop now. "Listen. Money is kinda tiiiight right now," he slowly spoke out, hiding his moan. Greg nodded on the other side of the phone. "Yea I understand. You managed to keep up with rent up to now. About how long you need?" "Oooohhhhh," he moaned out, trying to disguise it as thought. "Depends on if Iiii get this job or not." He had started to speed up, feeling his cock starting to do the final actions of climax. "Ok, Oscar. Hey, you ok in there?" "Yea," Oscar said between his teeth. "I'm just a little stiff." He managed to hide a laugh from the obvious pun he just used. "Alright. Since you kept up I'll give you 'til the end of the month before I bug you again. Take care." "You too, Greg. Bye!" He quickly hung up the phone, then neighed loudly as he arched on the bed, finally feeling his balls give up. He bucked rapidly, feeling his seed soak into the sheets and his chestfur before he collapsed, letting his body do the rest of the work. He panted lightly, knowing he had some time to get the money together. He was just about to drift off into a nap when he heard the phone ring again. He grumbled to himself as he reached over and pick it up. "Hello?" "Yes, is this Oscar Silvian?" the male on the other end asked. "Yes, this is. What can I do for you?" "I'm calling from Herbal Renewals..." --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Greg hung up the phone, a bit puzzled from what he heard. Wasn't much going on in the background except for something creaking lightly. And on the right syllables, Oscar was dragging them out. "It's probably cause of his workout. He did say he was kinda stiff." He sat there in thought, and then something clicked in his mind. He must of caught Oscar in the middle of pawwing off! Greg couldn't help but to chuckle, then look down at the bulge that formed in his own shorts. "Well if you can't beat them," he said to himself, undoing the zipper to his khakis. He pulled his boxers aside and pulled out his shaft, all of the sizable pink length ready for action. He gripped it firmly in his paw, stroking it slowly. He licked his lips, murring deeply as he began to feel his knot form. He closed his eyes, dreaming of some of the fun he had with his mate just as someone knocked on the door. "Honey? You busy?" a female voice chimed from outside the room. Greg moved so that he pulled himself back under the desk before he spoke. "Yea, May. Come on in." May walked in slowly, a large grin on her muzzle as she moved towards him. The slim vixen barely came in at six foot tall, mostly in her slender, toned legs. Her deep gray fur gleamed gently from the light coming in from the window. She wore a light blue tank top and a pair of black, hip-hugger jeans, all of which accented her blue eyes. She sat on the edge of the desk, moving a strand of her dark blue, almost violet hair from in front of her face. "So how are things going, Love?" Greg shifted through the rest of the papers, putting the checks in an envelope before clearing a spot. "Just finished getting the rent situation taken care of. How about you?" May's tail waved slowly as she shifted more onto the desk. "Just was thinking of you. You've been in here a bit longer than normal for a rent day." "Well one of the tenants didn't get their check in. So I called them up and figured out why." He started to blush after saying that. "And I found something else out along the way." "Oh?" May asked, a puzzled look forming on her face. "And what would that be?" Greg chuckled to himself. "When I was talking to him, I swear he was getting off." He then looked up at her seductively, catching a quick peek at her sizable breasts. "And it got me excited." May crawled onto the desk facing him, leaning on her arms, showing off her cleavage. "Oh really? What you gonna do about it?" "Well," Greg said in a loving manner. "How about we lock the door and have our own little fun?" May yipped softly, then quickly obliged, standing and locking the door. Before she even turned back around she had pulled off her tank top, freeing her breasts. She then held a paw over the button of her jeans as she swayed back to the desk. As she moved back, she saw Greg pull the polo shirt up and over his head as he pulled it off. He then stood and finished removing his pants and boxers, tossing them aside. We motioned a finger for May to climb onto the desk again, and then pulled her into a kiss once she did. May nuzzled softly on his neck after the kiss, trailing a finger through his bronze fur. "Hehe. You know how long it's been since we did this on your desk?" "About a week?" "Oh don't kid like that," she giggled, pushing on his nose playfully. Greg picked her up and sat her on the edge of the desk facing him, nibbling lightly on her neck. She moaned lightly, enjoying the feel as she undoes the button on her jeans. Greg reached down and started to slip her jeans off, stopping when he doesn't see any straps revealed. "May, did you plan on doing this?" She shook her head vigorously, an innocent look on her muzzle. "I ran out of panties. That and you damn well know I never wear anything under these jeans." Greg chuckled as he finished pulling off the jeans, rubbing a paw on her thigh. "Oh yea. Guess I'm so horny I forgot, hmm?" She moaned gently into his ear as she nodded. He trailed up her leg slowly, finally running a finger along the front of his target, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her. She gasped out louder as he slipped a finger in, massaging slowly. "Mmmmm. You always know how to get me started," she murred out before grabbing his muzzle. "But let's skip the appetizer this time." "My pleasure, Foxie," he softly said, pressing his tip against her sex. He locked her into a kiss, both of them moaning softly as he pushed in his whole cock to the knot. She yelped lightly and pulled from the kiss, not expecting him to be so aroused. They just stayed there and smiled to each other before Greg started a strong, deep pace, almost his whole shaft slipping in and out. "Oh Gods, YES," May moaned out, grinding back against his as he thrusted. Greg lifted up a breast and suckled on it the nipple, causing another moan from May. She then nips softly on his ear, grinding faster against his shaft. He whimpered lightly around her breast, starting to speed up his efforts, feeling his balls beginning to yell at him. May was feeling herself getting closer as well, wrapping her legs around Greg's waist. Greg continued to speed up, moaning deeply. "In or out?" he asked between his teeth, knowing she didn't always like to tie with him. She had tilted her head back into a moan, almost about to blow, but couldn't figure why. "In or out?!" He barked out, getting her attention. "In me!" she begged. "Oh Gods, put it in!" Greg wasted little time. He did a few more deep, hard thrusts before he shoved in his knot. This was the one thing she was missing as she crashed into her orgasm, tightening her leg hold on Greg, her sex clamping tight on his shaft and knot. Greg let out a howl from all the pressure, releasing his seed deep into her, still thrusting as best he could with the limited space he was now given. May pulled Greg back to her, locking him into a heavy kiss, both of them moaning deeply. "Oh yes....I needed that, Baby," May finally cooed out, placing her head on his shoulder. "Glad I could help," he softly said back. He looked down at the desk and murred again when he spotted the calendar. "Hey. It's almost time for the pool party." "Already?" she asked with a puzzled look, looking at the calendar as well. "And we know where that leads to half the time." Greg nodded softly. "And I think we might have a couple new people in here just in time." "If Chris doesn't bring his huge number of friends as he always does." They both just chuckled at this comment, then they moaned gently as Greg's shaft slipped out of May. "Guess we should get the building meeting ready?" May asked gently. "Maybe later. I wanna be with you right now," Greg purred out, nipping her ear softly. They both sighed happily before they kissed again, starting off another round of fun.