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"So you're stuck at home?" Olivia's eyes darted from the webcam back to her screen. The merekat's attention perched as she saw something that needed tweaking. She vanished from the small screen, but Siobhan could hear her muttering rattling about.

The otter's attention shifted to her own work. Spreadsheets, payroll, expenses, so on and so forth. Benefit of running her own business was that she could work from home when she wanted. When all this started, she'd happily converted her spare bedroom into an office. Why not? Especially when she found out about the tax breaks she'd get. Not to mention that the desk hid a Murphy bed for when she had the odd guest over. Which was usually Olivia after one of their nights out. Fringe benefit, no need to put on pants when working from home. Which lead to other benefits as well.

"Eyep," Siobhan sighed and leaned forward. The otter using the move to hide how she ground back into her seat. How many bosses got to use a sybian as a desk chair? More should probably. Best massage chair she'd ever sat on. "Ever since Uncle Mack failed to understand the basic rules." Her voice dropped, "Well, we were using different plates, so should be good." The otter rolled her eyes, "I swear, what part of 'cumulative fifteen minutes within 24 hours' is hard to understand." She looked over a few pages, typed in some figures, and shook her head. "All cause he wanted to go play cards with his buds."

A rattle of metal, "I'm guessing the cumulative part, knowing Mack. Dude breaks into a snorting fit whenever you mention anything body related. Say that word and he'd be, 'hurhur cum' and shit like that." Olivia popped back into view and looked about. "Fucker is giving good mechanics like us a bad name, yanno?"

Siobhan sighed, "Oh I know. Speaking of, how goes the job?" She rolled the dial on her seat up a notch. The ottress bit her lip as the ridge began to vibrate right against her. Not hard enough to really be heard yet. Thank you audio-gating technology!

Olivia griped, "You know how it is. They claim the car was only sitting for a couple years. Ran fine when they parked it. Get here and all four tires are flat, the hoses are practically rotted through, gas smells like varnish." The meerkat sighed again and leaned against the fender. "Which I picked up a set of tires. I'll send you the receipt for that tonight when I get to the hotel. Plus the footage for today." Siobhan looked at her second monitor where a video was already rendering. Together, they ran WaterKat Works, a small garage that made most of its money off videos and merch.

"Please tell me you brought your tools with you." She caught the meek look on Olivia's face and sighed. "Olive..."

"What? I know, I know. I forgot them in my car. Just picked up a cheapo set. We'll sign and auction them off when I get back." The meerkat flashed her best smile, "You know that always goes over well. Especially if we tease some photos for the winner."

Siobhan rolled her eyes, "You are such a ho, you know that?"

Olivia wrinkled her nose and wiggled, "Meh meh meh. Says the gal that wantsnothing more than to hook up with strangers at a bar?"

Now that made her cheeks flush hotter. "I have never once done that." She huffed and sat back, her tail thumping off her seat. Which made her cheeks flush that much brighter as the sybian really began to hum.

"Oh yeah," Olivia thought about that, "I keep trying to get you to do it. I mean," she tapped the wrench off her teeth, "you keep missing out. Some of the best sex I've had is with complete and total strangers." She rolled her shoulders and ducked off the screen again. "Just gotta pick which ones to flirt with."

Siobhan huffed, "And get them to shower."

A humming purr came from the meerkat, "Oh the shower is where all the fun happens." She laughed as her rear just barely popped up into view and wiggled. "Should really try it sometime. I mean, you're on lock down, would be a great time to try it out. Just, you know use protection and all that."

The otter rolled her eyes, "Ah yes, I'm going to throw my mask on, go down to the store, get condoms, fine a bar that's open, convince some guy to have sex with me, not remove the mask, and then come home."

"Well when you say it like that." Olivia cursed, leaned back, and frowned down at the engine. "It does sound kind of silly." She looked around, picked up a wrench, and gave something off screen a few good whacks. "I mean, it's not like you can just Milk Man it."

"Milk man?"

The engine coughed and sputtered. "Yeah, you know where the guy came around, dropped off milk, fucked the bored housewife, and went on?"

She wrinkled her nose in thought and rocked in her chair, "So what you're saying is that I should just... what? Move out to the suburbs, get a house with a white picket fence, then start to fuck Marv the Milkman because my husband insists on sleeping in another bed?"

"Well, if you want to take the role play to that extent, that's up to you, Sean. I was just thinking ordering some takeout and hoping the delivery person is cute or something."

About then, the engine wheezed to life with a cough, sputter, and a rattle. Olivia scrambled for her phone as it shook free of its perch and nearly dropped into the bay. "Whelp! Got her alive. Brakes are good, tires are holding air. Need to get some content for you. Think about it!"

"Yeah, I'll consider it. Make sure to send me pictures."

Olivia sang, "Have fun with the March Ha," only to cut off as the call ended.

Siobhan sighed as she closed the window and leaned back. Without Olive to distract her, her eyes darted over the other windows. She kept up to date on pretty much everything. Better to get ahead than rush at the end of the month. Since it was just her and Olivia, well there wasn't much to worry about with expenses. Rent for their garage had been paid, bills, new camera gear, everything was there. Meant she had all day to fuck around.

Though, probably not at the sybian. It was fun and all, but there was a certain something missing if she could just get up. Don't get her wrong, she wasn't some whimpering Anastasia looking for her Christian. No, she knew what real BDSM was and knew what it took to make someone turn to absolute putty. It's why she and Olivia got along so well. Being friends for most of their lives helped, but, well a girl's night in took on a whole new level when whips were involved.

She breathed out a sigh and slowly wound the toy down. Oh she loved her sybian. Without Olivia to tease, well it was lacking a certain something. She let her fingers trail over her belly. Circling the chub there, then dipped lower. Teasing her own slick lips with a quiet moan. She reached for her wine and took a sip. Only to find the glass was empty. As was her bottle.

"Fuck," Siobhan sighed, "Perils of working at home and talking with Olive for... three hours."

Sliding off her seat, Siobhan felt her legs wobble just a bit. Then, with a breath, she ventured out of the office. Not much in her kitchen, groceries were something she needed soon. Running out of her favorite drinks. Though those couldn't be readily delivered. Suppose that it wouldn't be bad to order out. Just for tonight. Could arrange for stuff to be delivered tomorrow.

Dropping to her couch, she sighed and whipped up her tablet. Wings and fries sounded good. Drink. Tip. Done. Now she just had to wait a half-hour to get her food.

The TV came on with a tap and started up cycling through some videos. She half-listened as she began to build up a shopping list. The otter's tail twitched and swayed slowly. Stuck here for a couple weeks of self-isolation. It meant that even Olive wouldn't be able to visit. Well, not for more than fifteen minutes. Least not without a mask, right?

Her ear twitched. Another tab, some research, and the otter felt herself squirming some. Maybe this could work? Might not be the worst idea...

No, it was horrible. She'd never had sex with strangers. Always with people she knew. Hell, even when Olivia did her little bar stunts, they'd have separate rooms. Felt awkward to be trying to sleep while some guy was huffing and grunting away in the bed beside her. Even if the meerkat's squeaks were cute.

Siobhan sighed and rolled her head slowly. Idly adding items to her grocery list to be delivered the next day. Drinks were something else to worry about as well. Water was fine, and she could do without booze. Though not for two weeks of being locked up in her house. Olivia should be home within a couple days, then she could do a run there. Although she wasn't as good about picking up what she liked...

A chime and notification showed that her food was on the way. Ricky was bringing it to her. Whoever Ricky was. Without thinking, she tapped the notification and hit Accept. Well maybe...

Fuck, two days of being locked in her house and she was really thinking about this? Though why the fuck not? If he was cute and quick about it? Well, could work out something there. She could always get a good look as he came up to the house too. Maybe if he was cute...

"Look at you," Siobhan laughed and shook her head. "If Olivia saw you, she'd start giggling like mad." the otter shook her head and went back to building her grocery list. Only to be interrupted as Olivia sent her a message. The otter sighed, looked at it, and saw the meerkat was broken down. So she began to help trouble shooting, or at least as best as she could with pictures and text. Problem with having to record and do this was that she couldn't readily chat. Though it didn't stop Olivia from snapping some pictures of herself either.

Siobhan sighed, "Fucking naughty meerkat..." Then grinned. The otter hopped off the couch, running to get one of her masks. She hurried back to the couch and flopped. Grinning wider as she leaned back, starting to rub her own pussy. Fingers slid over the short, springy pubic fur. Swollen lips parted with a little pressure as she leaned back to snap a shot of herself.

"Um..." her back stiffened, gaze darted to the door. A tall orca guy was peering around the doorway, eyes darting from her to the room, and back. Trying to decide where he should be looking right now. "Instructions said to drop the food on the coffee table? Door just kinda... unlocked as I got close."

The otter froze, having forgotten what all she set up. Automatic door locks to let her, or approved delivery people in. Now here she was, a total stranger half in the door, trying his hardest not to stare at her naked form. Though it didn't stop her gaze from drifting over his body. Hard to tell with his mask, which wrapped over his muzzle and around the back of his head. Looked like he was: in his twenties, fit, tee, jeans, and... oh wow that was a big bulge.

Siobhan bit her bottom lip, mask disguising the uncertainty. Then, her back rolled and she slid a little further down on the couch. Purring, "Want a tip?" That was the wine talking. He started to stammer something. "Hey," she held her phone up, "Set a timer. Ten minutes." All while maintaining eye contact with the far larger orca.

Bing! "I've set a timer for ten minutes. Starting... now."

Her lifted brow and masked smirk was enough for the orca. He hurried inside and bumped the door shut with his tail. The bag of food found its way to the coffee table, as requested, and he loomed over her. Fumbling with his belt as he stared down at her bare front.

Oh fuck, Ricky couldn't believe his luck. This was some shit straight out of a porn or something. Should he look around for a camera? Didn't they need a release form or something if they were gonna record him? He kept staring down at the otter as she squirmed on her couch. Her fingers idly playing with herself as he undid his pants. The delivery driver grinned behind his mask, "Not gonna end up on some site, am I?"

Siobhan narrowed her eyes with a low hum. "No talking." Her tone was brisk, almost business-like. The same tone of voice that made submissives melt. The orca nodded and pulled his pants open. That tapered, prehensile cock of his writhing free of his boxers. He was already starting to breath heavy, that red cock throbbing with excitement. Ricky leaned forward, reaching for his mask to pull it back. "No kissing either." Th otter spread her lips apart and narrowed her eyes with a purred, "Tick tock."

"Right," he laughed, "Oops, no talking... Um... Let me just..." He dropped to a near crouch before her. She was a river otter, meaning she was pretty large, but he was still bigger than her. His form readily spreading her thighs as he stepped in. "Hold on..." the orca huffed, cock squirming as he brought himself down to her.

His tip found her fingers and wrapped around them. The big guy teased her, rubbing her outer lips. Spreading his precum over her bare lips. Even going so far as to let his tip tickle her swollen clit. Which made her arch with a breathy moan. A pleased click sounded from the sea creature before he remembered the time limit. Normally, he loved some foreplay, but...

Oh fuck, that cock of his was going to drive her wild! She had a toy that was the same size and shape, but it couldn't move like this. Then he pushed in and... oh it spread her so nicely! She threw her legs wider and huffed out in pleasure. Eyes narrowing as the large male pushed himself right to the hilt. That prehensile cock of his rolled and twisted within her. Getting close to the back wall before doubling back on itself. A shiver raced through her body as she watched her stomach bulge from his size. The swell shifting and squirming as the male explored her insides.

Not for long though. Ricky drew back and pounded into her. He drove the breath from her lungs as he hammered her. Siobhan's eyes rolling back as she slouched. Which he took as an invitation to grab her legs. Gladly pinning her to the couch and pressing her ankles up near her ears. She writhed on the couch, squirmed, and felt her tail pop out. Letting the orca press down on her that much more.

Oh shit, she was tight as fuck! Ricky panted behind his mask and rolled his head around with a groan. Without any conventions to hit up, he hadn't been able to see his friends, much less able to blow off some steam. Now here he was, slit-deep in some stranger, without a condom! And she was gasping and squeaking under him. Oh fuck those noises she was making. Not to mention the way her hands pressed up to his chest. Each push drove him closer to her. Hips barely moving within a few seconds. He had to brace himself on the couch as his legs shook. Oh damn this was great!

Siobhan's eyes rolled back as the male's thrusts shortened. He was already getting close to crushing her under him, and now it was just getting wild. The muscled, half-naked stud was just pounding her into oblivion. Each thrust made his body crack off hers. And his cock? Oh mother fucker that cock of his was driving her wild! There wasn't an inch of her cooch that it wasn't rubbing against or exploring. It was taking everything she had not to scream and squeal under him.

Her hand fell from the male's arm to the couch, hitting her phone. "H-hey," she gasped. Ricky grunted in response. "I... fffucking hell dude...." she arched and panted, "I'm gonna snap a picture. Make a friend of mine jealous."

"J-just," he squeaked, "don't show my face."

Siobhan grinned, "Not planning too."

As hard and fast as he was fucking her, it a surprise she was able to open her phone. Much less line up for a good shot. Chest down, her legs spread, his cock pounding into her. She grabbed a couple pictures, then a quick video. Biting her lip as she watched his cock squirming within her belly.

Ricky was about to loose it. Fucking this stranger like this? Tight as she was and clean? Oh goddamn, it was every guy's wet dream. And now she was snapping pictures? Cetaceans weren't known for their staying power, and he was already pushing it. His gut was already starting to tighten. Cock twitching as instinct tried to drive it deeper into her. "H-hey, I... I'm about t... too.."

She arched and snarled those three words every guy wanted to hear. "Don't pull out!"

That's all the invitation he needed.

Ricky almost fell atop her. One hand on the couch, the other pressing her ankle higher. He managed a few more thrusts before throwing his head back with a savage grunt. Teeth ground as the orca's cock twisted about inside her. Painting her walls with his seed. Siobhan gasped and stared down at him, holding her phone as the male twitched and pumped. Catching his orgasm on video for Olivia to see later.

A pant. A shiver. Then the male pulled out slowly. Her phone swept down to catch the moment as he pulled out of her pussy. Leaving her gaping and drooling with his cum.

"Hey, uh..."

Siobhan tilted her head, "Bathroom's down that hall. First door on the right. Clean up, bring me a towel, get out, and I'll give you a five star rating." She flipped her phone around and stared at the screen, "Might be placing more orders in the next few days. You tell any of your delivery buddies about this and..." she trailed off.

Ricky swallowed, not sure if she meant that as a threat or what. He grabbed his pants and hurried off to the bathroom to clean up.

An easy enough task that only took a few seconds. As he was leaving the bathroom, he heard the little chime of an alarm going off. The otter only moved when he offered her the towel. She casually draped it on the couch and settled down, not looking at him as she carefully unwrapped her dinner. "So I'll just..." he hesitated, "Thank you for ordering? Have a nice day."

"You too."

He shivered at her too-casual tone, wondering just how many guys this hotter had fucked. Goddamn, she was sexy as hell! Looked a bit familiar though... He shook his head and let himself out.

Siobhan held her breath as he left. Holding it as the door clicked, and even as the orca vanished from view on her security feed. Only when she saw a hatchback roll out of her driveway, did she slump with a, "Fucking hell! That was hot." The otter huffed a sigh and reached down to rub her pussy, "Made a mess too... Though he got me so close to finish... Just..." She dipped two fingers into herself and began to pump. Breath coming faster as her other hand curled under. Quickly massaging her own clit. "Mm... mmmph..." she panted behind her mask, legs kicking as she approached then... "Ahhh!" sweet release!

And just in time for her phone to ring. Olivia's face popped up on the screen. "He-hey, Boo," she chittered as she lay back on the couch.

"Don't send me pictures like that then just 'Hey boo' gimme details! How was he?"

Siobhan grinned as she picked up her maki roll, "Well, I promised him a five-star." Which she picked up her tablet and promptly gave him one. "Though overall... two star. Not bad, needs work."