Spending all these late nights at the office really is a bummer. My feet are killing me and so far there have been no interesting new stories to report. The city is in a stand still and I’m force to wait here and hope something happens. Being part wolf and part Dover really sucks sometimes. It’s hard for me to stay in one place, let alone wait. You would think living in Chicago would mean lots of interesting stories would run your way, but there hasn’t been any thing new since that old lady shot her husband for cheating on her. 
               I leaned back into my chair and closed my eyes. It was late and my shift was not over for another half hour so I figured I’d just catch up on my rest. If any thing happens my secretary Sara will inform me. My mind began to drift and soon I was off to sleep. 
               I awoke shortly after. Damn it, I was hoping to actually get a half hours nap but all I get is a mother fucking twelve minute nap. I removed myself from my chair and walked into the lobby outside my office. I saw Sara on her cell phone talking it up with someone and laughing. I see I’m not the only one not doing my job. I didn’t say this to her of course because she probably knows I was asleep myself. I’m always sleeping on boring nights like this. I’m just lucky Sara warns me when my boss is walking up to my office. 
           I walked over to the brake room to get some coffee. I figured if I’m going to be up the rest of my working shift, I might as well be alive to do it. When I entered the brake room I found I wasn’t the only one getting something to keep me up. My old pal Carlos was in here as well. Carlos is a stereotypical sly fox. He always gets the scoop on things before I can. I only get a brake when he is busy reporting something else. “Hey Carlos” I said. He looked up from the coffee machine and smiled at me. “So you getting coffee two I see. I know how you feel; these pointless night shifts are going to kill me since there is no actual sleeping brake.” “Yeah, I don’t get why we must stay here all the time. I was thinking about lying to the boss earlier and telling him I had a possible story just so that I could go home and get some rest.” “Ha, you’d probably get away with it.” “Yeah, you’re probably right, but still I didn’t want to take a chance.” He walked closer to me and held out a cup of coffee to me. “Thanks, so now you’re stalking me? How’d you know I was coming in here to get some coffee?” “Well, why else would someone want to come into this dump?” “Yeah, you’re right than…” As I reached out to claim the coffee, Carlos grabbed me by the paw and pulled me toward him. I gasped and he laughed. “What in the hell are you doing man!?” “Oh please, you know you like it.” He grabbed at my balls and I gasped. He began rubbing them as his tail wrapped around me. “Dude, let me go. I don’t want this.” “You might not want it mentally but physically you seem most anxious.” I looked down to find a bulge in my pants. It was clear as day and I hadn’t even noticed it. Carlos pushed me against the wall and dropped the hot coffee on the floor next to him. I struggled to get free but couldn’t. My ears perked up and I growled. He smiled and kissed my muzzle. He forced his tongue into my mouth and I yelped. He played with my tongue like he played with my balls. Out of no where, a moan cane from me. I was actually enjoying this. I even put my arms around him unknowingly. His kisses felt quite well and his saliva mixing with my own actually wasn’t so bad. 
                    He started to undo my tie and unbutton my blue shirt. He licked my chest when he had half undressed me. I moaned and lengthened. He laughed some more and started kissing down my body till he reached my bulge where he still had his paw. He began unzipping my pants and licking my member as it slid out. I was in al as he did this. I never knew a man could give such great head. I buckled a bit and he stuck more of me in his mouth. I could feel is tongue sliding all around on my cock. It felt great and I was enjoying it a lot. He finished removing my shirt and then removed my belt and pants. He lifted himself off the floor and I heard the slightest sound of his zipper going down. I looked down to see his member hanging out of his black dress pants. “Oh no, please don’t do it.” He squeezed my ass right before he cupped them and lifted me off the ground. I whimpered partially from fear and partially from pleasure. He leaned me up more against the wall and spread my butt cheeks. I was freaking out. I mean, I’ve given before but I’ve never received. I didn’t what it would feel like or even if I would like it. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. The next second I knew, he had shoved me on top of his member. He kept my ass cheeks apart as his length slowly entered my body. I was in extreme feeling it go in me. I didn’t know if I could handle it, but the pain was so much that I couldn’t even speak, just scream. I was afraid someone would hear me but Carlos didn’t seem scared. He act like this wasn’t his first time doing something like this at work. He started to slide out of me and I was hoping he decided against it but then he went back into me more violently this time. I yelped loudly and began to repeat this procedure. I was feeling are sorts of pain and I could feel every movement of him as he went in and out of me. Pain soon became pleasure and I started to enjoy it. I actually asked him to give it to me more. I was indulged with pleasure. I licked his nose as he went into me much more. His knot slid into me and for first time he gasped instead of me. He still plowed into me even though we were connected by his knot. He threw us on the ground and lay on top of me with his eyes closed. I knew that look, it’s the look I have right before…. He climaxed and his seed went all into my tail hole. I screamed and so did he but with a deeper baritone voice. He pulled out of me and his seed dripped off his member and out of my tail hole. We both were exhausted and could barely stand. When we were able to stand up, he zipped his pants up, smiled at me, and went out the door. 
               I was confused on why would just leave after we did something like that. I was so mad but then (Pause) I woke up. I was in a sweat but luckily I hadn’t awakened my wife next to me. It was all just a dream. Everything last detailed bit was just a figment of my imagination. It didn’t feel like it though, my ass felt a little tingly. I then noticed, sitting my bed naked with the woman I was suppose to love, that I had came in my sleep. As I stared at Sara, who was actually my wife and not my secretary, I started to question my sexuality.