AN EVENING WITH CLEO
Written by Iron-K, 2016

In the late evening, dim light from the buildings of the city centre filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the small modern highrise apartment, with light reflected from traffic occasionally dancing across the opposite walls. The silence of the room was broken by footsteps approaching, followed by the jangle of a set of keys being fumbled into the door.

Finally the lock clicked, and the black hand of a short red-orange fox reached around to flick the light on as the door swung open. As he took a few steps through the front room, he glanced down at his red-orange fur in the light of the apartment, trying to decide if the stuff he'd been brushed with earlier in the evening for the cameras was still showing. With a yawn, he tugged at his tightly-knotted tie as he became aware of it constricting his neck.

"What a day," Miles shook his head as he turned around to face the entrance, wriggling his formal jacket off his shoulders. His wife Cleo stepped through the door after him, a dark-furred chipmunk girl with hair in a straight-cut black bob, dressed more casually after having got changed at the studio.

"Yeah, you got that right," the chipmunk agreed, turning to put her handbag on the side table. "I thought we'd have more time before the show, I had no idea my agent would want to spend that long at lunch..."

"You're living the life of a film star, now..." he smiled. "But did you enjoy your first live interview experience?" he asked, getting his tie open and letting it hang loose around his neck.

"Heh..." Cleo's lips turned upward in a hint of a smile. "It was... definitely something I'll remember, yes..."

He grinned back at her as she undid the toggles on her long coat and stepped over to the closet to hang it up. Most people found it difficult to know what Cleo was feeling about anything, but he knew the signs - one of which was her perked teardrop-shaped tail. As she closed the cupboard door, he moved over to her and slid his arms around her shoulders.

"Oh, hi there..." she smiled, turning around in his arms and returning the hug. "Feels like ages since we got a moment to ourselves..."

"It has been!" Miles nodded. "There's nothing tomorrow, is there - we get to lie in together?"

"That's right," Cleo said. "Filming's done for the week, there are no meetings..." She paused, then glanced down at her watch. "But I've got just one more appointment I want to keep today..."

"Wh...?" Miles paused as she stepped away from him, then felt a tingle in his pocket as his phone buzzed. He glanced down as he fumbled to reach it, then drew it out of his pocket, seeing the screen lit up with an appointment reminder that simply said "SEX".

His gaze flicked from his phone to Cleo, who was grinning over at him. She quickly stepped out of her shoes and approached again, barely leaving him enough time to put the phone away before slipping her arms around his shoulders and pushing her lips against his in a kiss.

Miles laughed a little as he pursed his lips in return, grasping the slim chipmunk girl's sides and gently stroking up and down as he closed his eyes. They shared a couple of slow kisses, then he slipped his arms around her back, moving his lips to her cheek before resting his head on her shoulder as she did the same to him. He closed his eyes contentedly, gently rocking the two of them from side to side.

"Had you forgotten we'd made that?" she murmured into his ear.

"Heh... yeah..." he said back.

"Sorry it's been so long," she continued. "This week's filming was just hectic - feels like I've been spending more time as Amanda lately than I have as me..." She withdrew her head from his shoulder and kissed him on the lips again, staring into his eyes as her hands went to his shoulders. "But you've got me tonight!"

Miles smiled back, then took a breath. "Well... uh..." he started, then changed his mind and fell quiet again, stroking the back of Cleo's hair as they nuzzled together.

"Yeah?" She leaned in for another kiss and held his lower lip between hers in a gentle bite as she withdrew. "C'mon, what are you thinking? Special request?" She leaned closer, whispering into his ear as her hands slid around to his bottom. "I think there's some whipped cream in the fridge..."

Miles' ear twitched and he shuddered, disguising his nerves with a laugh. "Actually, I thought..." he started, and paused as she drew back to look him in the eyes again. "I thought as you've been Amanda so much recently, could you..." He faltered and watched the chipmunk's face carefully as a grin slowly spread across it.

"Oh, my god..." She gave a little laugh as she caught on. "You want to nail Amanda?"

Miles stuttered, trying to make eye contact but eventually staring at the floor next to Cleo instead as he scratched at the back of his neck. "Well, if... you know..." He yipped as Cleo brought her hand around under his chin swiftly and pushed up to make him stare at her, tilting her head down and fluttering her eyelashes at him as she looked up into his eyes.

"Want to tame a bad girl - is that it...?" she smiled slyly.

"Mrrf..." His ears flattened as he felt the fur on his cheeks heat up, but eventually nodded, pushing Cleo's hand away and clasping it in his. She nodded knowingly, then wriggled her hand out of his.

"I'm gonna get ready - don't you go anywhere!" she smiled, and dodged around him to hurry across the front room to the entrance to their bedroom. She blew a kiss back at him before closing the door behind her.

Miles let his breath out slowly, swallowing as he felt his heart thumping. As his ears perked at the muffled sound of clothing being removed behind the door, he paced toward the couch, seating himself and putting his feet up on the plush ottoman in front of it. Enjoying the feeling of not having to think about the next destination or appointment for the first time that day, he took his phone out of his pocket again, smiling as the large title of the 'meeting' that Cleo had set up stared back at him before flipping to check his messages.

After just a couple of minutes, his heart jumped as he heard the loud clicking of high heels treading toward the bedroom door, and he turned his head sharply to watch as it swung open.

He got to his feet as Cleo came into view again, dressed completely unlike her normal self - she was wearing a very short denim miniskirt and a black crop-top that left her bronze-furred tummy bare, with a stark white logo across the front bearing the name of a band she had been into in college. As she turned toward him, he saw that she had put on dark eyeliner, and had even made an attempt to recreate the fur-dyed tattoo that Amanda had on her right cheek.

"Wow, you look exactly like her..." he marvelled as she reached the living area and leaned on the back of an armchair as she turned, pushing her hair back with a swift flick of her hand.

"So, Miles..." she snarled, ignoring his comment and making him take a step back in surprise. "What brings you here at this time of night...?"

"I..." He stuttered at the suddenness of her switching to her character's harsh demeanour. Grasping for words, he watched as she folded her arms, one eyebrow raised as she tapped her foot.

"C'mon," she whispered after a few moments, lowering her voice. "You started this, play along!"

"I, uh..." He fumbled, searching his mind for anything he remembered from the storyline of the show. "I... know you're blackmailing him, Amanda," he said vaguely. He swallowed, and tried his best to sound assertive. "Just hand over the photos, and we can... end this without anyone getting hurt."

Cleo gave a derisive half-laugh as she smirked, stepping around the armchair between them and striding toward him with a deliberate shake of her hips. "Why, when I could make it worth your while?" she purred.

"In... what way?" he stammered. He took a step back, but Cleo lunged forward, grabbing both ends of his undone tie in one hand and pulling him towards her.

"How does a cut of five grand sound?" she whispered, her face against his as she stared right into his eyes. Withdrawing a little, she raised her cellphone between them pointedly, and pressed a couple of places on the screen. "There. Done." Stretching to the side, she hooked the phone into its dock next to the stereo.

Miles blinked, still staring at the phone before Cleo got his attention again, fluttering her heavily made-up eyelashes as she moved closer. "And just for you, I think we can work out some... other benefits too..."

She tugged on his tie a little more, making him step forward into a sudden kiss. As their lips met, Miles felt her walking her hand up over his chest, and his fur tingled as she placed it on his chin, sliding her tongue into his mouth as she held his head in place.

Miles gently put his hands on the sides of the chipmunk girl's bare midriff as the kiss broke off, his fingers curling and running gently through her fur. 

"Oh... Cleo..."

"Cleo doesn't have to know," the chipmunk girl interrupted him quickly, her hand coming up between their faces and holding a finger to his lips. "What do you say?"

He froze in place, his gaze flitting between her finger at the end of his muzzle and her eyes staring back at him. Slowly and silently, he nodded his head.

"Good boy..." Cleo snickered as she slipped her hand around to his cheek, stroking his fur as she came in for another kiss. As she pressed her mouth against his, he felt her tugging the tie off him through his collar, followed by the sensation of her small fingers deftly unbuttoning the front of his shirt.

With his heart pounding, Miles stroked his hands slowly higher on the chipmunk girl's sides as she worked her way to the bottom of his shirt. He gripped the band of her top and tugged upward, smiling as the chipmunk obligingly lifted her hands above her head to let him take it off.

He wriggled the top off her arms and dropped it behind her as he glanced down, feeling a thrill run through him as he saw she was wearing her cupless black bra - just a transparent lacy hem supporting her small but perfect breasts, her dark nipples exposed. His grin widened as he struggled out of his shirt's sleeves, staring at her chest as she bounced on her heels.

"Hmm, he likes 'em..." Cleo snickered, moving foward to nuzzle against him. He shuddered as she brought her hand up between his legs, her fingers brushing over his hardened length through his suit trousers.

"Eee..." Miles squeaked as she cupped her hand over the bulge, rubbing gently up and down as the two of them kissed again. He returned his hands to her sides and brought her closer, smiling and involuntarily pressing against her hand as he felt her breasts smush against his chest, her hard nipples brushing against his fur.

The chipmunk hooked her hand over the clasp on his trousers and undid it in a smooth motion, letting them drop down his legs. He shook his feet one after the other to wriggle them off quickly as she pushed on his bare chest, walking him backwards towards the wide ottoman where he'd been resting his feet moments before.

Hesitantly, he took one hand off her and felt behind him as he backed into the low cushioned table, sitting down as she placed her hands forcefully on his shoulders. He glanced down and quickly brushed a couple of unopened envelopes on the surface aside, letting them flutter to the floor as he returned his gaze to the chipmunk in front of him and stared blissfully up at her breasts.

He raised his hands, making a grabbing gesture with them as Cleo moved closer with a shake of her hips, drawing her tongue slowly along her top teeth. As she got close enough to almost straddle his lap, his hands quickly moved down to the front of her bra and he undid the hooks between the cups, letting the two halves fall open and watching her breasts shift just slightly as they were fully exposed. He grinned up at her lustfully, sliding his hands into his own underwear and pushing it down. He hunched his feet up and flicked his socks off as well, kicking them off his feet as she untangled herself from the bra slowly with a wriggle, sliding it down her arms behind her back.

He whimpered as the gorgeous topless chipmunk girl hovered over him, biting her lip with a smile as she paused. After letting him stare for a few moments, she stooped forward suddenly and slipped her hands around the back of his head, pulling him towards her with his muzzle sliding between her hanging breasts. He gave a gasp that turned into a grin, his hands moving up to the outside of her chest and massaging her, pushing them inwards to squeeze his face between them as he wriggled his muzzle in further.

After a few blissful moments with his eyes closed, feeling Cleo's soft breasts on his face and fondling them with his hands, his ears pricked as he heard the noise of a buckle being undone. He ducked a little and opened his eyes again just in time to see the chipmunk girl's denim skirt dropping to the floor, and he hesitantly let her breasts slip out of his hands as she straightened up and stepped back, shaking her feet to untangle her heeled shoes from it.

Miles blinked, running one hand down his muzzle before staring up at her - the chipmunk girl was posing in front of him with one hand on her hip, wearing only her high heels and a very small pair of black panties. As he stared, she turned around slowly, looking over her shoulder with a smile to make sure he kept his eyes on her, his fur tingling all over as he watched her wiggle her bottom at him. As she turned back to face him she hooked her thumbs underneath the tiny waistband of her dark underwear and slid it down over her hips, slowly revealing the little triangle of slightly darker fur between her legs. He twitched and grinned, but whimpered as she stopped short of exposing herself completely.

"You want to do the rest?" she purred, leaning forward again and closing her eyes as he stretched his head up to meet her lips for another few frantic kisses. Her hand went down to his leg, walking her fingers up the inside of his thigh before taking hold of his erect length, gently squeezing with her individual fingers in turn. "Then I'll show you a real lapdance..."

"Heh..." Miles pressed his hips forward and then back, shuddering at the feeling of her tugging on him. "Yeah, I'll get you naked, but I want you on all fours..."

"On there?" Cleo panted between kisses as he shakily stood up again, gently pushing her back and then turning around as he guided her over to the short end of the ottoman. She squared herself up against it as Miles put his hand around her shoulder, the other drawing slowly across her tummy.

"Yeah," he said, stretching up to whisper right into her ear. "If this is my bribe, I'm getting my favorite..."

Cleo slowly moved herself forward and clambered up to kneel on the ottoman then stopped, clasping her hands behind her head and posing with her well-practised sly smile. As Miles pushed gently but firmly on her back, she bent forward, stretching her hands out and planting them on the surface to support herself, wriggling her knees apart. With a horny grin, he moved around behind her, carefully stepping around the pointed heels of her shoes as he positioned himself between her legs.

"That's right..." he whispered, smiling appreciatively as she shifted her hips slowly from side to side. He grabbed the tiny band of her underwear where it met the triangle of material diving between her legs, the top of the cleft of her bottom already exposed, and slowly pulled it down and away. His heart thumped as he exposed the lighter brown fur deep between her cheeks, leaving the black panties bunched just a couple of inches down her legs.

He smiled, taking a moment to enjoy the view of the chipmunk girl's nude rear as he traced his hands up and down her sides, his fingertips massaging her short fur. As he reached the gentle bulge of her hips his face broke into a grin, and he squeezed her bottom firmly as he wriggled himself forward, the head of his pulsing length brushing between her legs and making her gasp as it slid over her clitoris. She wriggled her knees against the cushion beneath her, parting her legs a little further to lower herself down, and he paused a moment as he felt the head of his penis slide against her soaked and slippery lips.

The chipmunk drew her breath in anticipation as he forced himself to stay still, and he took one hand off her to take hold of himself, gently tugging his foreskin down the rest of the way to fully expose the head of his penis. His heart thumped as he slowly brushed his tip up and down the lips of her entrance, the chipmunk girl beneath him shuddering and trying to stifle a whimper. After a few moments, she wriggled backward, arching her back a little more and shifting her hips as he responded by finally pushing all the way into her. He gasped as she pressed back against him, and grabbed her little tail, pulling it right up against his tummy as his length drove into place inside her.

"Aah..." The chipmunk girl's gasp sent another shudder through him, and he held himself in place, taking a moment to enjoy the soft, warm feeling enveloping him. Slowly, he looked up from her backside to see her looking back at him over her shoulder, a glint in her eye. "Come on," she encouraged with another wiggle, "are you gonna nail me or not?"

"Yeah, I'm going to... but I'm not going to last long...!" Miles gasped as Cleo began moving her hips in slow circles around him, her slippery entrance rubbing and massaging his pulsing length with every movement. He kept pressing forward firmly for a moment, then began to thrust back and forth with her movement, sliding almost out of her and then plunging as deep as he could. He grinned as the beautiful chipmunk girl beneath him stifled a gasp each time he pounded against her.

Trembling, he relaxed the firm grip his left hand had on her tail and slid it forward and around to her tummy, then traced it down until he felt the clipped tuft of fur between her legs. Smiling as he walked his fingers over it, he relaxed his touch, barely tickling the pointed end of the arrow shape guiding him to his goal. He paused with his hand hovering there, watching delightedly as Cleo quivered and slid her hands around to grip the edges of the ottoman, biting her lower lip as she waited. After forcing himself to delay a few seconds, he stretched his fingers up and forward, slipping against her for a couple of seconds before finding her soaked clitoris, then planting his fingers on either side of it.

"Mmmgh!" Cleo gave a stifled scream and gripped harder as he rubbed his fingers back and forth, massaging her sensitive bump between them as he thrust faster, gripping her hip tightly before letting go and swatting her across the backside. She gave a high-pitched gasp and arched her back more, dipping forward and drawing her arms in so that her head was resting against the cushioned surface.

"Oh, Cleo..." Miles gasped, feeling the chipmunk's tail thump against his tummy as he felt her rubbing even more intensely around him.

"Amanda," she insisted between gasps, not holding back her moans and squeaks of pleasure any more. She wriggled her hands underneath herself and took hold of her breasts, bracing against the table's surface with her head as she squeezed them hard with her forefingers circling her nipples.

"Oh, Amanda, you sexy little..." He drifted into incoherence and returned his hands to hook around her hips, gripping her tightly and forcing her against him as he pushed forward and stayed there, wriggling against the chipmunk girl's gorgeous rear as his orgasm gushed into her. After staying frozen for a moment, he shuddered and pushed again as Cleo whimpered, her right hand twitching and gripping the material underneath her as her left remained grasping her breast.

Blinking, Miles took a few deep breaths, his shoulders rising and falling heavily. Slowly rubbing Cleo's hips again, he stepped back to slide out of her, clapping his hand against her bottom one more time and holding it there as he pulled out.

"H'mm..." Cleo gave a little muffled laugh as Miles stumbled back, sitting down heavily on the couch next to her. He leaned to the side to look at the chipmunk's face, half buried in the cushioned folds of the ottoman but with a smile just visible among them.

He let his breath out again slowly. "Are you okay... Cleo?" he asked with a smile.

"I kinda like being Amanda..." she mumbled into the cushion before slowly raising herself up from her undignified pose, stretching her arms out in front of her. Miles stepped aside as she folded herself around into a sitting position on its edge facing away from him, stooping forward to pull her underwear back up.

"But without all the extortion and stuff?" Miles grinned. He stretched forward to grasp her shoulders, but as he touched her she hauled herself to her feet. Surprised at first, he stared at her bottom with a dreamy smile as she took a couple of steps away, shaking slightly on her high heels.

"Yeah, well... only when it's good." She lifted her phone from the dock where she'd left it and brandished it in front of her as she turned around. Miles blinked and stared at the screen, seeing his own surprised face reflected back at him along with a red circle in the corner.

"You...!" he gasped, reaching forward as she pulled it away, turning it back to herself and ending the recording. Stunned, he wrenched his gaze from the phone to her face, letting out a disbelieving half-laugh as he saw her staring back at him with a satisfied smile.

"Heh, if I really were Amanda, this would be some amazing dirt..." she grinned to herself. She flicked her thumb across the screen, and Miles' ears pricked as the sound of their blissful moans and gasps filled the room once more. He hauled himself to his feet as she stared down at the screen.

"Wow, you're really hammering me..." she observed, her eyebrow raised. Suddenly she noticed him approaching and quickly turned away, clicking the video off.

"Hey..." he started, half-reaching around her for the phone, then giving in as she held a finger up. He took a couple of steps back, laughing as he shook his head. "I think being on that show's a bad influence on you..."

"Maybe," she smiled slyly. "But it's so much fun..."

He sagged, following the click of her high heels as she walked toward the bedroom. "So... what's the bribe this time, what's my price for getting at that video?"

"Don't know yet," she admitted with a shrug, peeking back over her shoulder. "But I'm going to have fun thinking of something..."