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Tick...tick...tick...
The clock on the wall ticked on and on and on. The woman's four monitors flickered. Commander Delores tested her custom LSF ballpoint pen on a ripped envelope before using it to sign a document, then another, reading over each carefully before signing.
Her phone buzzed. She reached over to unlock it, never taking her eyes off the documents. She only briefly glanced to see her son texting about when he'll be in town for thanksgiving.
She locked her phone again.
That was nice news. He had been busy last year with work.
Tick...tick...tick.
Delores worked on in the quiet room, not speaking a word. Her eyes flicked from document to document, comparing costs and volumes. She crossed her legs at the ankles...
...then she heard a slurp.
"Shh." She spoke flatly and pointedly. "Too loud."
She let her talon sole muffle the snout of the girl lying under her desk. She had been lovingly worshiping her feet since she clocked in three hours ago, just a girl Delores had met and agreed to bring with her to work.
It seemed like it would be a fun, easy idea.
Still, she needed to work, and having a woman under her desk would be seen as unprofessional if seen. Thus, she requested the girl be as quiet as possible as Delores went about her day.
So far she'd been very compliant with that request.
Delores felt the kisses continue, but did not hear them. She felt the woman's tongue slip between her toes, but didn't hear those either.
Much better.
Undisturbed, Delores continued her work, her signing and occasional reply to an email. All the while, she silently basked in the adoration of her hidden talon worshiper.
The girl had thought her scary at first but had soon come to adore Delores.
Where the girl had been afraid to admit her fetish, her wants, Delores had been encouraging and accepting. She had let the want blossom and the girl's confidence in what she wanted grew until at last...well...here they were.
The adoration...the lust...the affection...it helped Delores. Let her feel lovable, which was a most welcome feeling after months of living in an empty house, husband long departed and children long since moved out.
Yes, Delores felt loved.
Tick...tick...tick...
Delores's eyes lifted to the clock.
"Lunchtime." She spoke plainly, lifting her feet from the girl's face. "You need real food. Come. I will buy for us."
Delores slipped her boots back on, standing and helping the girl onto her feet.
Despite Delores's face never changing, not even twitching an inch, her voice not rising or lowering in pitch one bit...she radiated a comforting warmth onto to 'friend' as she led her out to get lunch.
The clock on the wall ticked on and on and on. The woman's four monitors flickered. Commander Delores tested her custom LSF ballpoint pen on a ripped envelope before using it to sign a document, then another, reading over each carefully before signing.
Her phone buzzed. She reached over to unlock it, never taking her eyes off the documents. She only briefly glanced to see her son texting about when he'll be in town for thanksgiving.
She locked her phone again.
That was nice news. He had been busy last year with work.
Tick...tick...tick.
Delores worked on in the quiet room, not speaking a word. Her eyes flicked from document to document, comparing costs and volumes. She crossed her legs at the ankles...
...then she heard a slurp.
"Shh." She spoke flatly and pointedly. "Too loud."
She let her talon sole muffle the snout of the girl lying under her desk. She had been lovingly worshiping her feet since she clocked in three hours ago, just a girl Delores had met and agreed to bring with her to work.
It seemed like it would be a fun, easy idea.
Still, she needed to work, and having a woman under her desk would be seen as unprofessional if seen. Thus, she requested the girl be as quiet as possible as Delores went about her day.
So far she'd been very compliant with that request.
Delores felt the kisses continue, but did not hear them. She felt the woman's tongue slip between her toes, but didn't hear those either.
Much better.
Undisturbed, Delores continued her work, her signing and occasional reply to an email. All the while, she silently basked in the adoration of her hidden talon worshiper.
The girl had thought her scary at first but had soon come to adore Delores.
Where the girl had been afraid to admit her fetish, her wants, Delores had been encouraging and accepting. She had let the want blossom and the girl's confidence in what she wanted grew until at last...well...here they were.
The adoration...the lust...the affection...it helped Delores. Let her feel lovable, which was a most welcome feeling after months of living in an empty house, husband long departed and children long since moved out.
Yes, Delores felt loved.
Tick...tick...tick...
Delores's eyes lifted to the clock.
"Lunchtime." She spoke plainly, lifting her feet from the girl's face. "You need real food. Come. I will buy for us."
Delores slipped her boots back on, standing and helping the girl onto her feet.
Despite Delores's face never changing, not even twitching an inch, her voice not rising or lowering in pitch one bit...she radiated a comforting warmth onto to 'friend' as she led her out to get lunch.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Paw
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