Jay leant back and took a moment to enjoy the view over the city in the dull winter light. 
He had to admit, it wasn't the best view in the office (that was actually from the windows of the semi-open-plan workspace most of the staff occupied, the private offices had good views by dint of the building itself having good views), however the privacy afforded by having an office was a worthwhile trade-off. 
He never had to deal with booking meeting rooms for when a client visited, called, or any other humdrum nuisance he'd have to deal with. 

Especially  the new distraction in the office.  

Matilda, or Tilly for short. 

She was the daughter of one of the senior partners and school friend of his younger sister.
She was doing some work placement during the holiday with her father.
She was an athletic hare with a sharp mind and generous proportions (or a good lift and pad to her bra and panties).

The distraction was made all the worse by her constant teasing and flirting she did.
To the point one of his colleagues who was friends with her outside of work had even said Tilly had the hots for him. 
His sister simply played coy, enjoying teasing him about it as much it seemed as Tilly did.


The office was all but dead, a wet Friday after several big projects had wound up, while others dragged on, and it was the winter half term, no-one really was going to be in unless they had to. 
As such he'd only seen her and a few of other staff, the deer on the front desk, and a couple of senior staff who where holed up in their own offices and one or two miscellaneous staff he vaguely recognised from other sections.

Stretching he stood and left his safe little bolt hole, making his way to the toilets. 

As he stood and contemplated how to approach Tilly, cock in hand relieving himself, he couldn't help but let his mind wonder. 
She'd come in wearing a knee length skirt and white blouse, which honestly looked more like her school uniform than something she'd normally wear. 

It'd been a while since he'd gotten his dick wet too, work had gotten in the way for finding a hook up, he'd broken up with his girlfriend months ago. 
He glancing around, he slipped his phone out and took a quick video of him stroking and fondling his cock, sending the short show to a small dirty group chat with his normal booty calls, he knew two wouldn't be available as they where on holiday together (having been married for years he couldn't begrudge them that), but he hoped the third would maybe be enticed to come to his flat. 
It wasn't like his sister had much on at weekends, especially during a holiday, so maybe she could get on him (then get him off). 

Washing his hands and checking his hard-on wasn't too obvious, he headed back to his office, where he found the small red do not disturb sign showing even thought the door was ajar. 
He was pretty sure he hadn't left it like that. As he reached out to flip it back and fully open the door he spotted something: a pair of shoes with a single sticky note. 
“What the? "Take a seat"? What?” 

He looked in bafflement at the small display in the middle of the floor. 
Bending down to pick up the items he caught a glimpse of something in the gap between the bottom his is desktop and the start of the privacy panel and low book cases he kept against his L shaped desk. 

His phone vibrated. 
It was from his sister, but it wasn't a photo of her. 
Rather it was a selfie taken at his desk, showing Tilly flashing the camera. 
"I sent her your little video. She said she’d enjoy it very much. We both know you both want it ;) just act natural and enjoy"

Catching on, he picked up the shoes, dropping them next to his desk, and closed the door. 

Sitting back down he found Tilly kneeling under his desk, top unbutton further to show more of her well endowed chest. 

Without saying anything she helped him unbuckle his belt and undo his flies, revealing his white sheath. 

Tilly immediately set to work, nuzzling against his crotch, fishing his heavy black and white sack out to lap over as she worked his cock out of his sheath with her spare hand.

He huffed and ran a hand over her ears as she eagerly took his thick red collie cock into her flat lapin muzzle. 

With surprising ease she hilted his seven inches (sans knot), and held there, nimble tongue working around his shaft. 
With a long slow slurp she pulled off, deftly licking a beat of pre from his pointed tip. 

"I can keep doing this if you want sir, or you mount me however you want" 

With a smirk he pushed her back against his crotch, pushing her hard under his balls into his musky taint. The heady scent of predator musk caused the deep, primal prey parts of her mind to race - submit or fight, live or die. 
Content she was fully enraptured by his scent, he forced his cock into her mouth again, roughly pumping her head with his hands.
He could have kept that up until his came, pumping watery but plentiful canine cum down her throat. 
But that wouldn’t do. 
He wanted more.

Pulling her off with a splutter and long strands of drool connecting his cock to her, he stood, carefully opening his fly wider. 
Taking her by the hand he lead her across the small hall outside his office to the printer/photocopier nook opposite. 
Lifting and latching the heavy lid he set it to scan and copy - paper copies would be spat into the tray, digital into his inbox. 
Deftly working the controls he set it to auto mode 
Every two seconds, time enough to change a page or move a document, it would scan again (the company had bought it years ago for some project long before he joined, and kept it despite is weird foibles as the who made it gave them a fantastic deal on it as long as they agreed to be test subjects for features and hardware for the beige hulk). 
Pushing her onto the scan bed he set it going. First her skirt clad ass and her white cotton tights covered thighs. 
Scooting in he pushed her legs apart so he could get his muzzle in. 
The next copies showed his white neck and chin between her thighs and under her skirt. 

He discovered they where the not tights but thigh highs. 
Giving him easy access to her neat white cotton panties. 
His broad flat canine tongue easily covered her crotch as he lapped over her

She gasps and pants as he laps at her, the scan bar occasionally flashing and a page flopping into the print panel. 

Hooking his fingers around the hem of her skirt he pulls it backwards, so she's sitting directly on the glass, the next page is a high resolution copy of her white panties, darkened at the crotch, and brown fur around the edges. 

He dives back in, pushing his tongue around her panties, tasting and teasing her, flat canine tongue trying to fit between the tight elastic of her panties and her sex. 

Reaching round he needs and feels her ass under her skirt, popping the button that holds the tail band in place. 
His hands soon feels her scut bump against them as it pops under her skirts waistband. 

Growling softly he stands, forcing her into a hard kiss, dominating the lithe, taut, hare.
With practised ease he slips her hands inside the rear of her panties and works them forward. 
Stop motion shots of her rear being revealed shoot into the print tray. 
Soon they are far enough forward he can push his paw round and against her cunt. 
He does nothing but hold it there, letting the desperately needy girl push and grind against it, moaning into his larger muzzle, tongue tasting the sharp teeth of a carnivore.
Some level of modesty is preserved in the copies leaving the machine, her brown thighs separated, but her cunt hidden by the black and white collie hand between them. 
This is soon almost lost. as he curls up a finger and slowly eases it in to her warm need. The images show his finger clearly bent but not her sex, giving some illusion of modesty. 

The addition of a second finger breaks this, as his little and index fingers spread her mons and thighs to show his other two working her need.

She moans and huffs, grinding forward into his hand as his well practised fingers draw as much pleasure from her as possible.

Sensing her climax approaching he removes his fingers from her, but keeping her spread, teasing her as the machine rattles, spitting out several extremely detailed images of her cunt from below

Stepping back he guides her off the machine, pushing her chest first onto the play as he kneels behind her. Broad flat canine tongue dragging from just below her tail, over her tight pucker, down and forward until the tip teases her clit.

Slowly dragging his tongue back up, he pressed against her tight pucker, earning a gasp and wriggle from the hare bent over the photocopier.

Withdrawing from her tail hole he leans up.
"Unbutton your shirt, slowly, let the machine see you do it. Spread it out so we can all see what you have on under it." He commands. 

It's awkward work to unbutton her shirt while being mostly pressed against the hard surface of the machine, but she manages the machine capturing her revealing more of her cleavage. 
In turn more of her cream camisole. 

The effort was rendered harder as all throughout he continued to eat her out, pushing his tongue as deep in as he could to taste every last centimetre he could.

Soon though her blouse was fully unbuttoned, the thin cotton of her camisole keeping some illusion of modesty in the sheets hitting the copy  tray.

Pushing his tongue further in, nose pressing into her taint, he reached up and started to push the white cotton up, slowly revealing the paler tan fur of Tilly's’ stomach. 
Soon the gentle swell of her breasts started to be revealed as he slid up the undergarment, pert and surprisingly large nipples following onto the growing pile of ever more revealing and explicit prints.

“Fuck you taste so good. Lets see how you feel” Standing he stroked his shaft a couple of times before pushing her further onto the copy plate.
He pulled her camisole up, tucking it under her chin, fully exposing her well developed breasts to the copy plate. 
Pulling her skirt down and panties off he gave her ass a quick swat.

“Nice view too.” he fished one of the fresh pages off the pile and held it up for her to see.
Her entire body, from shoulders to mid thigh was rendered on A4 in extraordinary detail, the folds of her sex to the bumps around her areola. 

“Fuck…” she had to admit, she did look good. 

“Oh I plan to” without any pre-amble he shoved himself in to the tip of his unformed knot in one rough action.
“urrgh...that’s it…” his head lolled back as he set to work fucking the tight cunt straining around his cock. 
She whimpered and moaned softly as her young sex was invaded by seven inches of needy collie cock.
The quality of the images started to deteriorate as he started to hump into her, the motion and force of his actions blurring the image as she move on the plate. 
Gripping her hips her thrust into her, building up a good rhythm as he enjoyed her glorious cunt stretched around his cock. 
Pausing to shift and solidify his stance behind her so he could get up a good pace and roughness before he came, he watched as a fresh couple of sheets flopped out the now overflowing stack.
Tilly’s lithe tan form, pert and firm bust flattened against the glass, her flat tummy, and down, her sex was there, rendered in high quality laser printer, stretched out around his red cock.
Deciding to put on a show for the machine he slowly pulled out, pacing himself to each pass of the scan bar, letting it get a scan of just the very tip of his pointed canine cock resting against her sex, a few strands of their combined lust threading between them.
Easing himself in he groaned long and low as he spread her wide again. 
She was panting and moaning into her bundled camisole, knowing if she didn’t try and stifle herself it would be very obvious to the entire office what was happening. 

Gasping and panting into the cotton bundled in her mouth the hare could feel her climax approach as the canine worked her in fast hard thrusts.
“Urf, fuck I’m close” he fingers clenched at her hips as he built up momentum, his unformed knot slipping out of his sheath and bumping against her lips.
With a few quick firm thrusts he hilted one last time, his knot swelling rapidly to the size of a cricket ball in Tilly’s sex.

Feeling her young sex getting wonderfully stretched further and the watery jets of canine cum starting to fill her Tilly came, hard. 
The relative stillness now as the pair came gave the machine an excellent opportunity to capture in detail the large bulge his cock formed in the hares strained nethers.
Panting he leaned forward and nuzzled into her neck. 

“I think we may have a permanent spot for you, if you like the position”