title: An Afternoon Hookup aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [DeethIrteen13] id: [53192042] date: 2023-09-14T23:07:25+08:00 modified: 2023-09-14T23:11:00+08:00

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An Afternoon Hookup

Author: DeethIrteen13 Source: An Afternoon Hookup

Milana could hardly believe this was happening.

She held her head in her hand as she wracked the fingers of her other hand against the counter. The wolfess huffed as the male wolf beside her kept giving her the same pickup lines he'd already tried before.

"Look, I already told you no." She said bitterly.

"Oh, don't be a bitch…" The wolf snorted. "Err, no pun intended."

The wolfess just rolled her eyes at that and turned away from him. He continued to ramble on and on, between quick swigs of his drink.

Milana had the worst luck, it seemed. All she wanted to do was find a nice, cute guy to hang out with. She'd been working her new job all week, and only today had some time off. So she asked her friends about any great spots to find sexy guys for a bit of fun. That led her to this place; The Swansong Saloon (the name was a holdover from the Wild West days.). Just the name gave her visions of saloon gals dancing to a catchy piano tune, along with guys in cowboy hats laughing and using spittoons. A bit vulgar… but charming.

She strode in here, and… it was empty. Most other anthros had already paired up and taken off. The only other anthro was Mr. Thirsty over here. His fur was stained with the scent of alcohol, and his clothes were tacky and gross. Milana just wanted to order a drink before walking back home, without this damn idiot busting her chops.

"Oh come on, darling." The wolf scooted a bit closer.

"Don't call me that." Milana snapped.

"I'm only trying to engage in…" He stopped to belch. "… the stuff that, err… Mother Nature put in store. I'm a guy, you're a girl, so…"

"LEAVE HER ALONE!"

Both wolves' ears flicked in surprise, and they both looked down at the bar. Standing a short distance down the bar was a tiny little human. Milana had seen her fair share of humans and found them adorable, but she never expected one to show up at a macro bar. And CERTAINLY not trying to gain the ire of an already-irritated wolf.

"What did you say?!!" The wolf squinted his eyes at the little man.

"I said to leave her alone, you stupid drunk!" The human snapped. "Can't you see you're bothering her?!"

"You little bastard!" The wolf howled, raising his fist. "Pipsqueaks like you need to learn what happens when you-!"

As the wolf's arm was mid-swing, another arm grabbed it and held it in place. Milana looked up in shock; she'd been fixated so much on the human that she failed to notice the bartender approaching from the other side of the bar. The wolf shook his arm pathetically in the cast-iron grip of the pit bull.

"That'll be enough of THAT." The pit bull's eyes gleamed. He lifted his free arm and snapped his fingers. At once, two bouncers, both mastiffs, approached the male wolf on either side. The wolf yelped as the bouncers grabbed him and lifted him like a pillow.

"H-Hey put me down!" The wolf swung his legs as the mastiffs carried him off.

"You know the rules!" The pit bull snapped. "No killing micros in my bar!"

Milana watched with mild amusement as the tacky drunk was carried out of the bar. The bouncers opened the front doors and tossed him right out onto the pavement in a comical fashion. And that was that; they weren't about to let that moron back in any time soon. Milana was partially thankful… but she couldn't help but wonder why the barkeep waited so long to signal his boys to deal with the drunk. Oh well; at least she could finally think about ordering a drink.

On a whim, Milana looked back down at the little man; she finally had some time to get a good look at him. He looked to be in his mid-twenties; he had on some business trousers and a white polo shirt, complete with a tie. He had black hair that used to be combed, but the heat of the bar had messed it up. He also seemed to be sighing in relief. Feeling pity, the wolfess leaned her head down to talk to him.

"Thanks for the help, little man," Milana said with a grin.

"Err… you're welcome." He scratched his head. "To be honest, I thought I was a goner for a moment."

"You're in safe hands around here." The bartender said as he picked up a rag. "Though I can't say that the asshat won't hold a grudge once you leave here."

"Maybe you're right." Milana chuckled. She pointed a finger out toward the micro to offer a shake. "I'm Milana, by the way. What's your name?"

"I'm Carlos." He grasped her finger with a hand and lightly shook it, even by micro standards. "What brings you to the Swansong?"

"Well…" Milana blushed a little. "I was hoping to have a great time on my day off from work."

"Heh, me too," Carlos said back.

"You come here often?" The wolfess leaned in curiously. "Seems a bit dangerous for a micro."

"Not really." He shook his head. "The barkeep always keeps a close eye on guys my size."

"He certainly seems like the protective time." Milana nodded.

"Yeah…" Carlos stretched his arms over his head as he stood in thought. "Can I… offer you a drink?"

"My, aren't we generous?" Milana snickered. "Although I'm not sure it would be wise to offer to buy a MACRO a drink."

"I'm good for it," Carlos said. "Just pick what you like, Milana."

"Well, if you insist…"

The next fifteen minutes were much more enjoyable than Milana could have hoped for. She sat at the bar drinking a nice martini as she chatted with Carlos about this and that. It was so nice to have an actual conversation. And it helped that the little guy was adorable to look at. Milana always have a soft spot for micros; just looking at them made her want to blush. And Carlos in particular… he was looking rather handsome. Nice and chiseled chest… friendly and charming voice… Milana was starting to get an idea. Maybe it was the alcohol whispering naughty schemes into her mind, but Milana didn't want to go home empty-handed…

"Hmm…" Milana looked back down at the human with slightly-flushed cheeks.

"What is it?" Carlos asked.

"Say, Carlos…" She smiled at him. "…how about you come home with me?"

"What? Really?" His eyes widened.

"Sure." The wolfess nodded. "I can keep you nice and safe in case our drunken friend tries to stalk after you."

"Th-That would be great, yeah." Carlos's cheeks began to flush as well. "Though, can I, uh… make a request?"

"Depends on what it is, little man."

"Err, well…" He adjusted his collar. "If it's not too much, trouble, I'd like to travel in… your shoe."

Milana's eyes widened in surprise. "My… shoe?"

"I, uh…" Carlos partially covered his face with a hand. "I kind of… have a thing for macro shoes."

"Well, you're in luck, little man." Milana snickered. "It just so happens that my footwear comes with a little compartment for micros to ride around in, right under my paw-pads. You'll be nice and snug, without being squished underfoot."

"Well okay then!" Carlos declared. "Let's go!"

The wolfess chuckled as she slid her foot out of her shoe. She then brought it up and placed it down on the table beside Carlos. Her heel was custom-designed with a tiny little ladder; perfect for micros to climb up.

"Wow…" Carlos marveled at the convenience as he shimmied his way up. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you planned for just this occasion."

"It helps to be prepared." Milana snickered.

Once Carlos was in place, Milana brought her shoe carefully back down to the floor to slide it on. She then scooped up Carlos's belongings and put them into her purse; it would be rude to leave them behind. She then ordered a glass of water for the walk home; maybe she'd needed to sober up a little just in case. And after that, she stood up and strode her way out of the Swansong, with her delightful little catch enjoying the ride.

Milana found herself taking a bit of a longer route to her apartment building. It was just so exciting to have a teeny little passenger underfoot. She could almost feel him wriggling around despite his compartment. The wolfess also kept an eye out for that bastard from before, just in case he tried getting revenge. But there was no sign (or scent) of him, to her relief.

Ten minutes later, the wolfess stepped into her apartment and locked the door. It was a quaint, one-bedroom arrangement on the third floor. It came with all the amenities, except for a sexy man… but luckily she'd supplied that herself today.

After quickly taking off her coat and setting aside her purse, she sat down to remove her shoes. She gently put them down beside her coffee table and sat back on her couch to unwind. As she did so, Carlos climbed his way up and out of her shoe before sliding down to the floor.

"Did you enjoy the ride?" The wolfess asked sweetly.

"Yeah…" He looked all around. "This is a nice place you've got here."

"Thanks." Milana grinned. "But the tour can wait. Do you mind if I help myself to a bite?"

Carlos looked at her funny for a moment, to her confusion… up until she realized how that sounded.

"I meant of food-food!" Milana chuckled nervously. "I wasn't… I didn't mean… Err, it was the booze talking?"

"Oh, relax." Carlos waved her off. "I just thought that sounded amusing is all. It's fine, Milana."

"Ah, okay…" She sighed in relief as she knelt on the floor. She offered him a hand, and the micro stepped aboard. The feeling of his little feet on her palm sent ripples of excitement through her. But the wolfess did her best to keep calm; now wasn't the time to lose control

"I don't have too many supplies for preparing a big elaborate dinner," Milana said as she stood back up. "The best I can do is heat a Hungry-Mac, if that's alright."

"That's fine by me." Carlos nodded. "Let's go."

Ten minutes later, The wolfess sat at her kitchen table. She sat in relative silence as she ate her dinner. Her little guest was just beside her, munching on his tiny chunk of steak. The both of them watched the news for a few minutes. It was relatively boring, to be honest. She wanted so badly to… no, no she shouldn't assume.

They had more of a casual conversation for a while until the meal was done. After that, Milana carried Carlos back over to her front door.

"Thanks for inviting me in, Miss Milana,"  Carlos said.  "I think I should be heading home, now."

"Well, it was nice to have a guest." Milana relied. "I hope you have a safe trip back to-"

CRAKA-BOOM!

The wolfess nearly dropped Carlos in surprise but held on tightly. She clutched him to her chest as her ears flicked. She turned toward the windows and beheld some rather heavy rainfall tapping against the glass. The skies were shrouded in dark thunderclouds as far across the city as her eyes can see.

"Whoa…" Carlos stammered. "How did the rain get so bad?"

"Beats me," Milana said with a shrug. "I don't think it's a good idea for a micro to be heading home in this weather."

"So…" He turned to look at her. "I guess this means I'll be spending the night, then?"

A spark of excitement flared through Milana. Maybe this was her moment.

"Sure. And while you're here…" The wolfess leaned in closer to take in his features. She grinned a bit as she sniffed the air around him. "I think I've got just the thing in mind for how to entertain little guests such as yourself."

Milana fluttered her eyes at Carlos, and he gulped.

"Well…" He stuck a finger in his collar and adjusted it. " I guess my fate was sealed from the moment I got in your shoe."

"Oh, you know it." Milana gave him a playful wink. "Care to take this into the bedroom?"

"Let's go."

Milana carried her little guest into her bedroom, while her tail wagged in delight. This was going to be the best evening EVER.

The first thing she did was place Carlos down on the edge of her mattress. Next, the wolfess turned on her radio to one of her favorite stations. By chance, it started playing one of her favorite songs; a catchy little ballad about ladies letting loose with their wild side. Milana swayed her hips from side to side as she turned around to face the mirror. She lifted her tail in the air as she pulled her shirt up over her head. She then hooked her thumbs into her panties and slowly lowered them. She even bent herself forward, putting her big furry rear in full view of the little man. Milana heard him gasping in delight, which made her feel rather proud.

Once she was fully naked, Milana turned back around. It seemed that Carlos wasted no time stripping down to join her in nudity. She grinned in satisfaction; he was pretty well endowed, even by micro standards.

"You're a sexy little man." She said playfully.

"And you're a sexy wolf lady." He replied with a snicker.

She winked at him and then made her way around the side of her bed. Carlos watched her eagerly as she climbed atop and sat herself down with her back against the headrest. She then spread her legs wide and bent her knees, showing off quite a view for her little guest.

"So, little man…" The wolfess chuckled in a seductive tone. "Are you ready to get to work?"

"Hell yeah!" Carlos exclaimed.

"Then what are you waiting for?" She motioned with a finger. "Come on over here."

Carlos had to restrain himself from running forward; he walked slowly and casually. To be honest, Milana would have found it hilarious to see him go diving straight in; oh well. A moment later, the micros stood before Milana's groin and he gazed in awe upon it. With trembling hands, Carlos reached out to grasp the lips.

Milana leaned her head back and shut her eyes. She shivered in delight as his little fingers massaged her. She had to force herself to keep her legs wide apart, so as not to squish her little man. Carlos worked his fingers deeper and deeper, assailing her mind with pleasure and anticipation.

"Come on…" She whined. "Stop teasing me and get inside."

"Sure thing." He declared with gusto.

Carlos shoved his arms and head inside the groin, making Milana gasp. She forced her legs wide apart as the micro wriggled his way inside. Every little movement he made caused the wolfess to tremble. She panted and gasped, whilst gripping the bedposts to try and keep from shoving him in. Milana panted heavily as the little man wormed his way deeper and deeper inside. And by the time he was completely within, the wolfess felt the greatest rush of pleasure in her life.

"Oh my god…" She panted as she melted into her bed. She curled up her body and swayed from side to side. Everything Carlos touched in there sent a flurry of delight through her. The wolfess panted harder and faster as her body vibrated.

"Oh, Carlos…" Milana panted.

Time lost all meaning as Milana was lost in pleasure. She shut her eyes and used her fingers to rub the area sensually. She could feel the little man crawling in as far as he could go, all the way into her womb.

"Oh, I'm gonna…" She gripped her bedposts as her body shook all about.  "I'm gonna… ahh… aah! AAAH!!"

Milana felt as though an ocean of pleasure had washed through her. For a few glorious seconds, she felt as if she'd ascended to a higher plane. And then, almost as quickly as it happened… everything returned to normal.

The wolfess lay flat on the bed as the aftershocks of pleasure gradually died down. She took deep breaths to calm herself. Once she was level-headed again, she leaned forward to examine her groin. There was a little bit of a mess, but it wasn't something she couldn't clean up in a hurry.

When the waves of pleasure finally died down, Milana put a hand on her waist just above her groin. She could feel Carlos's little form shifting around. He'd been pushed out of the womb, and he was shifting about to make sense of where he was. On a whim, the wolfess applied a bit of pressure to squeeze him all the way out. She gave a little gasp as her vaginal lips were opened, depositing the soaked little micro out onto the blanket. With a slight chortle, Milana used to fingers to pick up Carlos and bring him up and over to her face.

"Hey there." She said playfully.

"Hey…" He waved a hand at her. "Was I a good little toy?"

"The best." Milana declared. "Though I think you've got some other uses besides just a toy."

"Oh? What did you have in mind?"

Milana responded by deviously licking her lips. She parted her jaws wide and blew warm, hot air against his naked body, making him shiver.

"Oh… right." Carlos rolled his eyes.

Milana plopped Carlos on her tongue and shut her jaws. She took a few moments savoring the sticky flavor that still coated his body. It was an unconventional way to unwind post-coitus… but still rather fun.

Milana could hardly believe this was happening. She was spending the evening with a delightful little man. A bit shorter than she was hoping for earlier that day, but he was still a charming little guy.

She just knew she'd be having some real fun with him soon.