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Sex Education

Epilogue

Sneak Peek

Terry had a bandana wrapped around his head, bright yellow rubber gloves, and overalls as his stereo blasted a new CD that Levi gave him. The cougar thought it was a pretty funny gift considering the band was called “The Breeders." He had to have it pretty loud as he half vacuumed, half danced around the apartment as he cleaned up. Terry was in the middle of a two-step when the sound of crackling of crumbs alerted him that he hadn't vacuumed under the dining table for some time. A smile split his lips as he ran the vacuum under the table and the delicious crackle of cleaning filled the air. Terry's fur stood on end as the sweet firecrackers of hitting the sweet spot on the carpet really struck home.

The sudden mental image of being bent over that table with all his friends watching as Joey planted his nut nice and deep made the cougar's toe paws flex. It had been a few weeks since the orgy and Terry's heat broke. He thought he could operate just fine during his heat, but he had no idea how much of his brain was being melted by his womb. Now that he didn't have the constant need to get plowed, he actually was far more active. He didn't realize how much more efficient and cheery he was when he was sexually satisfied outside of his heat. He only knew how he could be when he was constantly getting that itch scratched. Though now, it was just a need that he could control instead of a demanding inferno. Whenever he felt that tingle, that sensation welling up inside him, he could simply pat it down with a “not now" and wait until Joey came home instead of constantly going across the hall.

Terry was worried their sex would stop completely once his heat was over, but their sex life was as healthy as ever! They weren't doing it all day every Sunday like before, but every other day or so they would have a good romp that would satisfy them completely. Terry even got to see what Roman had been teaching Joey the past few weeks. The cougar got a surprise lap dance from his sexy tiger husband! He had no idea a man could be that flexible, let alone have such a developed body and be so nimble. His big strong Joey tried to play it off as being feline, but Terry didn't think even he could do some of the moves that his man was showing him. Terry even told Joey he could be a pole dancer like Roman if he wanted. Suffice to say, Joey blushed pretty big at that and ended up showing Terry just how much he liked the compliment by giving him another dance.

They finally felt like they satisfied everything about one another sexually now. Not that they stopped going across the hall for fun completely, but it definitely slowed down. The guys were actually quite understanding. They weren't as sex crazy when his heat wasn't melting their brains either. They had gone out on some triple dates at the mall, and even cooked dinners for each other from time to time. They were even thinking about doing a rotating Sunday dinner schedule. It was odd at first, finding the footing of being a “regular couple" when outside of their heat, but once they slowed down a bit and got back to domesticated living, everything kind of fell into place.

Joey had joined the boys' running group and often lifted with them at the Y, and Levi and Terry kept up their yoga and smoothie dates. Levi said something that Terry was going to make a domesticated house cat of him yet, but Terry doubted he could ever change how free-spirited Levi was. Just last week, Levi brought someone home on the weekend who wasn't Roman, and the big jaguar came home to a nice cream pie to eat out. Terry didn't know how Joey would react to that, but the cougar didn't really feel the need to do that to him.

Caleb and Kam were as uninhibited as ever, constantly shifting from one thing to that. Terry didn't even know what their jobs were. He knew Caleb took up odd jobs as a handy man from time to time, but Kam was difficult to pin down. It's not that he was cagy; he just didn't bring it up. Terry was almost embarrassed to ask at this point. He felt like he should know more about the two than he did, but they just seemed so laid back that it was almost like they knew everything that was important, and the details around them like their jobs or day lives were just sort of inconsequential.

“Oh! That's seven across!" Terry stopped mid dance as a lightbulb went off in his head about Joey's crossword. “Inconsequential. I'll see if I can give Joey hints when he gets back from his big day."

Terry smiled, his spine tingling with excitement for Joey. Today he would find out if he got the promotion he had been vying for. It would mean a significant bump in pay, and they could finally start planning for a family. It might be a year or two, but they could finally try for a baby!

Levi didn't really understand why Terry wanted to be a parent so bad. The snow leopard said it would suck giving up his freedom just to look after some kid. Terry understood that he wouldn't have the time to do all the things he enjoys now, but he would get to take care of his and Joey's child. He didn't have any way to convince Levi it would be a good thing, but he also didn't care to convince the snow leopard. Having a child was a very personal choice, and some people might think Levi was being selfish, but really Terry thought Levi was doing the brave thing. It's easy to think you need to have children to have a purpose, because that's what everyone told him. But Levi never did the easy thing, nor conventional. Terry actually admired the fact that Levi knew he didn't want kids. Terry fully believed that a child would be an amazing honor to raise, but it also took a very honorable person to know they wouldn't want to bring an unwanted child into the world.

Terry might not fully agree with wanting to be childless for their entire life, but he respected Levi's choice. The snow leopard reduced the entire debate down into a simple sentence that resolved it all.

“Meh, you'll have enough babies for the both of us with that sexy ass husband of yours," the snow leopard waived off Terry's concerns. That was the beginning and end of that, and it felt right.

Terry smiled, knowing he would have plenty of time with Levi and the boys before that happened. They might need to wait off a few years before they had the funds, but at least the goal was in sight. All Joey needed to do was land this promotion and they'd be on the fast track to parenthood.

Terry rolled the vacuum back into the closet, turned down the stereo, and plopped onto the sofa. The cougar smiled, rubbing his flat stomach through his overalls. He imagined having a large, bellybutton busting belly and the stereo playing Mozart like all the books said to stimulate their child's mind while Joey held him in his lap and maybe fed him strawberry ice cream.

Terry's pussy flexed at that the thought of being a mother, his petals tingling with the idea of flushing the pill down the toilet and letting Joey put a child in him. That reminded the cougar of when Joey was helping him with his heat and how voracious he was when he came in him raw. It was so deep and passionate. They still had sex, but now with the pheromones not driving either of them wild, it was more vanilla than before. It was more about making love than a bestial fucking.

How would Joey fuck him if he knew he could get him pregnant? Terry's cheeks burned pink at the thought. The idea making his boxers warm and humid as he played with the idea. Terry might be the one in heat, but Joey wanted a kid almost as badly as he did. That tiger would probably pin him down and breed him day and night until he had more tiger DNA in him than cougar.

Terry bit his lip, chewing on it softly as his hand slipped down lower to feel over his denim clad pussy. He gently gyrated his hips into his palm, his toe paws twitching at the idea of his belly slowly bloating with Joey's kids, that tiger going from a pretend daddy into a real father.

“Come to daddy…"

Terry huffed breathlessly as he imagined the time his husband sat in their bedroom chair with his coffee. His robe spilled open, that dick throbbing, those balls flexing with the life giving seed Terry so desperately wanted him to plant in his womb. How many times did Terry contemplate not taking his pills? How many times did he want to just let Joey make him a mother? He knew he couldn't get pregnant, but he wanted so badly to know what it would be like for Joey to really try and knock him up.

“That's a good girl…"

Terry shuddered, his breath hot, his pussy tingling, his boxers a humid mess. He knew the boys were out for the day, but Levi did say that masturbating wasn't a problem. Normally he would tap it down, but Terry was living the dream of being in heat. He wanted to feel out of control and for his man to pin him down and wrangle him into motherhood. The cougar knew the decision couldn't be left up to himself because he would already be working on his first trimester if it weren't for Joey's level head. But damn, if Joey was just to demand him to have a baby, to come home and bend him over the stove while he made dinner and told his wife he was going to put a baby in him…

“Oh fuck…" Terry gasped as his thighs rubbed together, his fingers sandwiched between his legs as he heard the wet smacking of his panties and lips. “I think I need a bath."

Terry took a deep breath and stood up, unbuttoning his overalls and letting them spill onto the floor as he stepped out of them. A small damp spot was on the front of them where he had bunched them up, but his boxers were a mess in the front. Terry hadn't been this wet on his own since he was in heat, and he secretly wished he was in heat in that moment. He wanted to feel the aching need, the constant desire to be stuffed with his husbands cock.

The cougar padded his way to the bathroom and got the bath going. He ditched his underwear and let them hit the floor with a wet smack. He lowered himself into the tub, the porcelain cool to the touch, the water barely high enough to get his ass wet as he sat down. He let the water slowly fill the tub, the steaming tap unleashing a tepid deluge. Then, the cougar slipped his fingers over his loins. He gasped, the sensitivity of those petals, the warmth of his mound, the matted fur giving way to pink, heated flesh.

“Oh fuck Joey," Terry moaned, his fingers wetly slipping over his clit. “Oh god, J-Joey."

Terry didn't know where this sudden urge came from. It was like he was in heat all over again, the water rising slowly to slip over his fingers as he flicked his bean. His fingers swirled over that clit, working that sweet spot over and over as the water lapped at his pussy. Terry gave a high pitched wine before settling down into the water as it slipped up to his waist.

“Oh god, Terence, calm down," Terry took a few deep breaths, his fingers slowing as he measured his breathing. “Don't go so fast. You can enjoy your alone time like Levi said."

The snow leopard made a lewd joke about not needing to be attached to his husband at the hip, or loins, or something of the like, but Terry's biggest turn on was…well…his husband, Joey. He was his perfect lover, the most attentive and caring man. He always thought of him in everything they did. Joey even chose this promotion specifically because it would allow him to work from home some days and help with raising their child. The definition of a gentleman in the streets and a thirsty dog in the sheets! The total package!

“Oh fuck," Terry sloshed his leg out of the water and hung it over the tub as his fingers worked his snatch, slipping down over to fan his petals for his man before moving his hand back up to work his clit. “Oh fuck, Joey. P-Put a kitten in me. P-Please. I want you to put a kitten in me."

Terry bit his lip for a moment, his hips pushing down into the tub, his ass squeaking against the porcelain as he pushed against his fingers. The water sloshing as he shifted. He gasped, the water warming him up and making him feel almost feverish with heat. It was so similar, the warmth and the pleasure. It shook Terry to his core.

“Oh god, J-Joey, please, inside, don't do anything out, only in," Terry gasped, his blush burning his face and down into his chest as he slipped his middle finger into himself. He was sopping on the inside, his walls twitching as he played with his sexy silk. “You feel that J-J-Joey? How wet I am for you? For your kittens? Please? I'll be a good mother, I promise. I'll be your good girl. I'll let you fill me with as many as you want, just please, I'll be your good girl."

Terry's thighs twitched wider as he petted his pussy, his fingers playing with his inner walls while his thumb flicked his clit. He wasn't as good as Joey was at doing it, but the fantasy of his man slipping inside of him, biting his neck as his claws gripped his ass cheeks and rode him into motherhood was driving Terry insane. He felt out of control, like a wild beast that needed to be pinned down and used by his mate. The cougar gave a high pitched moan, his toe beans fanning as he continued to tease himself. The water around his pussy getting thicker with his slick, strands floating around his fingers as he edged himself closer and closer.

“Please Joey," Terry huffed. “Please, I want you to do it. I need you to do it. Claim my heat. Make me more than your husband. Make me the mother of your kittens. I want to make you a real daddy. I want you to fill me with your seed and knock me up with kitten after kitten. Please, Joey. I-I need it. I need your kittens."

“Damn right you do, baby," Joey's voice played in Terry's head. “Come on, you want that kitten? Prove it? Ride daddy's dick."

“Oh fuck Joey, yes, yes, yes, yes," Terry panted, his fingers moving faster, his toes twitching, his bandana matted against his forehead from his sweat.

“That's right, knock yourself up on daddy's cock," Imaginary Joey growled. “Milk my kittens right from my balls baby. Prove to me you want to be the mother of my kittens by knocking yourself up. That way you can think about how you chose this as your belly bloats with my litter. That's right. Take that cock."

“Oh god Joey! I want to be your good girl! Your K-Kitten mill! Please! Make me a mother! Oh fuck! I'm close!"

“That's right, throw yourself over the edge. I'm almost there," Imaginary Joey huffed into Terry's ear. “You can feel me right up against your cervix. I'm going to warm that little ring and make sure you're nice and knocked up. Come on! Keep going! Fucking hell babe, you're so fucking hot and wet for me! Fucking make me nut in that sweet honey pot!"

“Oh god JOEY!" Terry's fingers twitched, his hips rising up as he worked his clit and sweet spot harder and faster, the peak approaching fast.

“That's right baby! TAKE MY KITTENS! FUUUUCK!" Fake Joey snarled into Terry's ear. The cougar imagined what it felt like for his husband to cum in him raw, the way his cervix warmed with his seed as he came deep in his pussy.

It was too much. Terry screamed, his maw open wide as his pussy popped beneath the water, the squirting juice creating hazy curls in the bath as Terry came. His pussy visibly flexing, his asshole squeezing as he milked his own fingers. He was paralyzed for a few moments in pure bliss, milking that pleasure for a microcosm of eternity until he started to come back down. Terry pumped his fingers and worked his clit and forced himself back into orgasm, squirting into the water again as he gave a little shout.

Terry stoked his orgasm over and over, the idea of working his man's seed deeper keeping him squirting as he played with the idea of being his husband's kitten mill. Eventually Terry's legs relaxed back down into the water. He would have to take a shower, but that bath sucked all the tension right out of his body. He kicked the faucet, stopped the water, and just laid in it for a minute, just enjoying himself.

“Oh my, when we really go to have a child, it's going to be intense," Terry sighed, pulling his pruned up fingers from his pussy and hanging his arm over the tub, his other hand coming to rest on his forehead. “I can't wait to hear what the news is when Joey comes home."

***

“This is your new office!" The ram said, his black and white coat hidden beneath a dark suit, his red tie fastened by a gold clip.

“Oh my goodness," Joey gasped, his eyes wide, his ears perked up. “For real? All this for me?"

“You earned it Joey! It's damn near better than my own office," the ram chuckled, rubbing his nails on his chest. “Almost. But you got the better view."

Joey stepped into his new corner office. One side was lined with built-in bookshelves, and a wet bar was built in front of them with a new, state of the art, coffee maker. The walls that lined the office were massive windows, heaters rolling around the base to keep the cold out, and a personal AC unit above the massive desk to keep the heat at bay. There was a sunken lounge area with a sofa and coffee table that overlooked the skyline. A new computer was buzzing on the desk with a fun screensaver of a ball bouncing around it. Off to the side was a door that was swung ajar to show a personal bathroom with its own shower.

“Seriously, all this is mine?" Joey asked.

“You've been an exemplary asset in our company, and I think it's time we showed you our appreciation." The ram nodded. “I'm looking for someone to be the named partner, and I think this promotion will put to rest the other ass kissers who have been hounding me."

“N-Named partner?" Joey stammered. “Mister Bradshaw, I-I-I'd be honored, I mean, it's a lot of responsibility, but it would be a dream to…I just…wow."

“As eloquent as ever," the ram chuckled. “But when we're not in mixed company, feel free to call me Vance."

“Of course Mister Bradshaw—I mean Mister Vance—I mean, Oh god, Thank you Mister Vance Bradshaw Sir!"

“I can tell you're excited," Vance chuckled, his little goat bleat bleeding into it. “Don't worry. How about you take the rest of the day to get your things and settle into your new office. Your new position officially starts next Monday and we'll be retroactively boosting your pay for the last quarter."

“You are!" Joey's tail lashed out behind him.

“Of course," Vance smirked. “You've been practically doing the regional manager's work for the past quarter. Consider it your sign on bonus. I wanted to be sure you could handle the work before I gave you the position."

“I really feel like I haven't been doing all that much extra," Joey chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

“And that's why you're prefect for the position," Vance nodded. “Who knows, maybe you can be running this place when I'm retired."

“Oh, no one could replace you Mister Vance," Joey was finding it difficult to shake the formalities he had built up for the last few years.

“Oh, I know," Vance nodded before giving Joey a beaming smile. “Though I think someone could possibly do things better. You've got an eye for the business and have a clear goal in mind in whatever you do. I would be a fool not to promote you. Besides, I heard through the grape vine that you're looking to become a family man, and most people might think that would disqualify you. But it tells me you have a passion for life, and won't make the company your only child. You'll run her right."

“You can leave it to me Mister Vance, Sir…" Joey blushed, he couldn't stop with the prefixes…or even suffixes.

“That won't be for a few years, so don't sweat it now," Vance waived him off. “And seriously. It's just Vance."

“Yes Sir!" Joey straightened up.

“We'll work on that," Vance chuckled.

“I guess we will," Joey laughed with him, scratching the back of his neck.

“How about you plan on bringing a second set of clothes to work too," Vance nodded at Joey's sweaty pits. “I know I needed to when I started making big deals. Nothing's more intimidating than a man who smells like he just showered. Especially if they think you've been at the office all day."

“W-Will do," Joey put his hand back down.

“Don't worry," Vance waived him off. “I got a special gift for you in your desk. Feel free to take your time choosing a secretary too."

“You got it boss, Vance," Joey smiled.

“We'll break that habit eventually, I'm sure," Vance shrugged. “Enjoy your new home away from home."

With that, Joey's boss excused himself and left Joey to enjoy his new office. The door closed and Joey did a few silent screams while pumping his fists in the air.

“Heck yes!" He mouthed, his voice softer than a whisper as he did jumped up and down. He scuttled down into his lounge area and flopped on the couch. It still smelled like the department store it came from. He gave a soft little purr and rubbed his face into the throws and screamed in excitement. He flipped over onto his back, hugging the pillow to his chest as he looked out over the skyline with a big smile.

This was it; this was what he had been working so hard for. The years spent keeping things in line and working his way up finally paid off. He had made it. He had a massive bump in pay, and more of a career ahead of him if he kept on the straight and narrow. Not that he ever deviated from that before, but now he could be a bit more flexible as well. So long as he got his work done and his team supported, he could spend more time at home. He loved his new office, but he loved the idea of being at home with his man, working on the dining table and having their dinners on food trays in the living room.

And they could finally start planning to have a baby!

Joey bit the edge of the pillow, imagining it was Terry's ear as he told him the news that next heat they can throw the birth control pills away and he can really consummate their marriage. He could hardly wait to give his man the news! His office had a phone, and he knew how to dial out, but maybe letting him wait a bit longer would be a good thing. He could swing by the liquor store and maybe get a bottle of champagne for them to share. He could maybe take him out to that fancy restaurant they've wanted to try for a while now, but held off because of money.

And once they get home, he is going to eat that pussy out for dessert and show him just how deep he plans on planting his kittens.

Joey blinked, his hands coming up and lifting the pillow to see the semi he had formed in his pants. He gave a light sigh and stood up. He had to keep it together. He didn't want to get all worked up and be uncomfortable all day.

The tiger stood, tossing the pillow back onto the couch and going to his desk. There was a fancy brass key on the table that was clearly for the main desk drawer. He smirked, sank the key in and unlocked it before pulling it out. Inside the drawer was a fresh dress shirt from an expensive designer, a blue silk tie, and some slacks as well that appeared to be tailored to his size. How his boss got the measurements were beyond him, but he thanked his lucky stars for such an attentive employer. Maybe he talked to Terry? Either way, it would be nice to have an extra set of clothes at the office like he said.

Joey lifted his arms, the nervous sweat lingering in his pits even after he had calmed down. He would be happy to use his office bathroom before he went home to help keep their water bill down. He looked at the new clothes and then over at the office bathroom and a lewd thought flashed across his eyes. The shower glass all steamed up while Terry's hand prints pushed against it. The dancing of water only interrupted by loud, smacking, staccato of hips as Joey fucked his husband in the shower.

The tiger shook his head and banished the thought. What was going on? It was like he couldn't get a grip. Joey took a moment to analyze it for a second. For the past few years, his biggest source of stress was money, so now without any worry that they would ever need money being removed, he felt himself focusing on what he truly wanted. Joey cocked his head. How much of his sex life had been inhibited because of his work? How little energy did he put into exploring things sexually before because he knew he could get Terry pregnant if they got out of hand? He knew they were far from being sexual deviants before, but now…now that he knew how he liked to have sex…he felt a little more adventurous.

Joey paused and he swiveled his chair to look at the office door. Just beyond the office would be a secretary desk. A sexy secretary, one who would already share his name?

Joey's dick twitched as he imagined the scenario. Terry would be all dressed up in a tight fitting uniform as he came into his man's office. The sexy cougar would slink forward and Joey would roll back from his desk for a briefing of his days' activities. Terry would come and sit in his lap, those tantalizing hips grinding down in the tiger's lap as he gave him his day's schedule. They would make a game of it too. If he could get his man hot and bothered enough before he finished telling him what they had to do for the day, they would be stripping each other's clothes off.

Joey's face was beat red and he was panting a bit at the mere thought. His dick was rock hard, practically trying to push out of his pocket with how it was forced to stay below his belt. Joey looked around his office. There didn't appear to be any security cameras, and unless they were cleaning the windows, there wasn't any worry of someone popping in to see what he was doing from outside.

Did he dare? In his new office? On his first day of his promotion?

“Well…I need to take a shower anyway…" Joey paused, shaking his head. “No, get a grip Joseph!"

The tiger sighed as he started unbuttoning his dress shirt and tie. He still needed to take a shower. He could get naked still…and maybe see what it would look like to be in his office naked…with his big dick…

Joey nervously chewed at the inside of his lip as he discarded his clothes until he was at his boxers. He paused for a moment before pulling them down, his cock slapping his abs and throbbing to attention before him. He then looked out over his office half expecting to see his boss standing there. But nope, it was still just him.

“Oh dang…I wish I could show the guys this," Joey gave a nervous smile as a sense of pride washed over him. A big dick boss needs an office to match, right? The idea felt both dirty and exhilarating to the tiger. He slowly sat down at his desk, his ass firmly planted in the overstuffed leather swivel chair.

The leather felt warm from being in the sun, the rays coming in from the windows washed through his fur and radiated their heat into his bones. He looked out over his office as he leaned back into his chair, his cock periscoping from under the desk and looking out over the office as well. Joey took it all in until his eyes landed on the phone on his desk. He didn't quite know exactly what button would go to his receptionist, but he imagined it would be one of the unmarked buttons he could write in on.

“Terrance? Could you come in here please?" Joey played the fantasy in his mind as he imagined pressing the secretary button. There would be a shuffling of papers and then the door would open, his man coming in wearing his tight dress clothes that show off his curves and ass.

“Yes boss?" Terry would come in, looking over a pocket calendar and would finally glance up. “Oh, I didn't realize we had an appointment."

“We'll, you're always good at squeezing things in," Joey had a sly smirk on his muzzle from that.

“Oh, it might be a tight fit," Terry would come over, already undoing his tie and tossing his duties onto the wet bar.

“I think I know what my secretary can handle," Joey purred. “Wait, keep the tie on."

“Huh?" Terry paused before giving his man a knowing look. “Oh, yes boss."

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