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Rhannah leans against the smooth tile, fingers reaching for the faucet. "You're not afraid that someone's gonna walk in on us?"

"I'll be quick," Halia says. "Plus, I have a feeling it makes you more excited to have the possibility. That's why you are part of the operation and not just in management in some boring office job, right?"

Rhannah tuts her pet, turning the water on, letting the hot, wet spray hit the two of them. "Now, now, pet, it's not good form to tease your mistress."

"Enough teasing, then," Halia agrees, her hands moving down towards Rhannah's breasts. "You wanted me to try this out, didn't you? Well, let's see what all the hype is about." With that, she brings her lips up to the tit, pinching the waiting and stiff nipple between her lips.

Rhannah gasps, her hands gripping the back of Halia's head. "A.... Ah... That's a bit... tight..." she gasps.

Halia loosens her grip just a bit, inwardly cursing her false mouth. It's dexterous, sure, but the numbness makes it a bit difficult to enjoy or adjust things. Her tongue, thankfully, is natural, and it lashes over that nipple a bit before sucking, tasting that warm liquid as it leaks out of the bovine breast.

Hands continue playing down along Rhannah's body, getting all up in her fluff, which only gets heavier with the water. The scent of public water starts to mix with the natural musk of her lover, providing a swirling concoction of senses to the impressive nose of the horse.

Halia pulls back from the nipple, her tongue lapping around her mouth. "Not bad," she huffs, kissing just beneath those breasts, moving downward, downward, towards the other, swollen teets. "I wonder," she begins, "Does this taste any different?"

"Try for yourself..." Rhannah says, petting her pet, biting her lip. "I've saved so much for you..."

Fingers wrap around one of those udders, the horse gently sliding her palm down along the shaft as she presses her breasts up against Rhannah's. "Maybe, I should tease you a bit more... you think that would make the milk taste better, hm? If I threaten to let it come out all over this floor. Or, better yet, I could have you hold this milk a bit and get you boozed up, see if you can make some Irish Creme instead of milk? Ah, who am I kidding."

She gets down on her knees, wrapping those lips around that teet, giving it a friendly squeeze, filling her mouth with that delightful liquid, enjoying for the first time her true treat.

"You... you really are a tease..." the cow says, fluttering her eyes. "And you're so full of surprises... and you're so strong in the face of everything. Halia... that's why I love you."

Rhannah yelps as a warm spray shoots out of the horse's mouth. Halia stumbles back, her eyes widening, and a second later, she lets go, stepping back. "S... sorry, I... what?"

"Halia, I didn't mean to upset you, I-"

"Hey boss, is that you? I'm late, I-"

The two glance over, frozen when they see the smallish cow standing at the entrance to the showers. The newcomer's eyes are half-lidded with dark rings either caused by lack of sleep or from her spots. Her hair is a mess, matching the black-and-white of her hide. She blinks when she sees the two there.

"Kathy...?" Rhannah says, "I... you're back from vacation today, that's right..."

Kathy shrugs and says. "Woke up late." And she walks away, heading over towards her locker, where she casually strips.

Rhannah shuts the water off, running a hand over her hair, sighing. "Halia, that was, uh..."

But Halia had already wrapped her towel around herself, getting to her locker and putting her clothes back on. "I need to walk," she says to no one in particular.

"Kay," Kathy says.

Halia gives her an incredulous look before she slips her top back on. "I'll see you later, boss," she says, heading out the door, slamming it on the way out, leaving both Rhannah and Kathy alone.

Rhannah clutches at her heart, the pitter-patter of everything coalescing together just swirling throughout her. Did she make a mistake? Did she drive her pet away with a word?

"So," Kathy's speaking makes the bovine boss jump. "Like, I should just... go in... I can stay late."

"Uh... y-yeah, Kathy, that's fine. Listen, about what you saw here today..."

Kathy shrugs "No big deal," she says, putting on her robe and walking out to the milking room to the sounds of cheering coworkers.

Rhannah, meanwhile, has the rest of the day off and a long time to think about precisely what she did.

The walk uphill is no major issue for Halia, who was used to long marches. The incline up a hill for most of the way would be a bit of a problem. The pain she feels doesn't match anything like what's flooding around her mind, to be fair. The sound of the car pulling up had her walking off to the side to let it pass, only to see that it was Rhannah, pulling up beside her.

"I honestly totally forgot about her. I was so wrapped up in all we were doing. I'm so sorry, Halia--I didn't think anyone would come in on us!"

Halia shakes her head, trudging forward. "It isn't about that, not really," she says, her eyes upon the house.

"Then, what is it about? What I said? I just... wanted to share my feelings and-"

"That's not a feeling you can just throw around," Halia says. "Do you really think you feel that way?"

Rhannah grips the steering wheel tightly, tapping it with her thumbs. "Get in the car, and I'll show you."

Halia stops, sighs, and rubs her knee, her gaze lingering more on the path ahead than on the leisurely ride behind.