>>157042It’s hard to say whether it’s more surprising that he’s that hungry, or that he likely would have gone the remainder of the night without eating but for Amber’s offering.
The two are done when there is nothing left to consume.
>>157043She smiles warmly at him.
"You're a wonderful pony, Mustard."
>>157044He smiles, and moves his hoof across to rub her foreleg and fur.
“D’awww, and you’re the sweetest, cutest little filly I ever met.”
>>157045She blushes and smiles at him.
"Thank you so much." She doesn't ask how many sweet, cute fillies he has actually met.
>>157046“Want to go back to your place?” He asks her
>>157047"Hold on."She goes over to the bar to see Salt Mixer. Hopefully she's alone.
>>157048pony holds onSalt Mixer can’t be had truly alone, but she can most certainly have her attention alone, and out of earshot. Salt Mixer sees Amber trotting up to the bar.
>>157049That will do. She whispers, with an awkward grin on her face.
"Hello ma'am, my coltfriend and I are off work now. We live in different parts of town and I don't him to walk home alone. Is there a private place around here where we can…be together, without bothering anypony and without spending any money?"
>>157050She looks to Amber with a somewhat surprised expression. She then turns around, tells the divorcee who has been chatting with her she has to tend to business, and then moves in closer to Amber to focus even more attention on her. She asks Amber at a slightly greater volume than Amber spoke to her:
"Who is your coltfriend?"
>>157054Her eyes go wide, and a grin starts across her face that grows larger by the moment, until she has a wide smile showing teeth. She looks over to De Sew and calls out to her
"Hey, Sew, come over here."
The black unicorn mare with a fiery red mane stops talking to some stallion, and walks over
"Yes?" She asks. Salt Mixer looks to Amber
"Miss Amber. Can you tell us who you are dating?"
>>157055"Uh…."She looks between the two with wide eyes, like a pony caught in front of headlights.
>>157056Salt Mixer, with a wide smile, says to Amber
"Well little filly. Do you have a coltfriend?"
>>157058Salt Mixer looks over to De Sew with a gleeful expression. De Sew, by contrast, sighs, and looks slightly defeated. She opens a pouch, pulls out a wad of cash, and extracts from it a 10 bit note, which she hoofs over to Salt Mixer. She cannot make eye contact with Salt Mixer as she does this, but Salt Mixer gladly takes it.
"Less than a week!" Salt Mixer says. "We have to tell Cornpop"
De Sew starts to recover, and looks back to Salt Mixer
"Cornpop said two weeks, right?"
Salt Mixer:
"Yes, but he though it would be Xandoo."
De Sew:
"Xandoo or Mustard, one of the two."
Salt Mixer:
"Well, then I guess you owe him 5 bits. Anyways, this little filly has a question for me, I'll talk to you in a few."
De Sew walks away, and back to the stallion she was talking to, while Salt Mixer turns her attention back to Amber, and leans over the table to be closer to her.
"So, little filly? What hours of the day are you wanting this private time? Because it makes a difference."
>>157059Amber is absolutely baffled by the behavior of the two mares. How was this a major event?
"Um…tonight? It doesn't have to be right away, but we will be goin' back to our separate homes."
>>157060"If all you are wanting is a few minutes, I can let you use our back office. There's a couch in there and everything. Locks on the door... But I'm wrapping up business. If you want somewhere you can linger, there's a building two blocks away where one portion was collapsed in during the revolt and it hasn't been rebuilt since. There's no lights, no heating, it's dirty and not necessarily safe at night. Honestly though, you get what you pay for. If you want to spend the night with someone, go to their place, go to your place, or go to a hotel. Get a taxi if transportation is an issue."
>>157061She smiles gratefully.
"Thank you. Let me talk it over." She goes back to Mustard and explains the options.
>>157062>bombed out building"That sounds pretty neat. Maybe we should go there some day"
>Back office"Wait. Seriously?"
>Hotel room"I don't think we can afford that, and you have you apartment, so we don't need one."
>Go back to your places"I like your apartment, Amber. I would like it more if there were warm water and more clean sheets, but um, I mean, it's nice. I like spending time with you there. I like spending time with you anywhere, but it's personal there.
My house would be great if I could get it empty. There's about an hour after the end of school that my mom is still at work, and so is my sister, but I think you work that time."
>taxi"I mean, if it really is dangerous, I can take a taxi. It's not that much money, really. And it's only a couple miles anyways. I could walk that far."
>>157064He moves his nose up, and nuzzles her
“I’d like to have you an hour or more, but so long as I get to have you for a few minutes tonight, I will be happy.” He says
>>157066She nickers at his action.
"Me too, I've missed you all day." Does she know where the back office is?
>>157068With Mustard in tow, she bashfully asks Salt Mixer where the back office is.
>>157069Salt Mixer has a huge, almost mischievous smile.
"There's a hall to the left of the bar, on the side opposite from the entrance, where there is a hall that connects to another business in the building, and to the kitchen. The door on your left is the office. It locks from the inside, but I also have a key. Never go there for more than 15 minutes, that is my rule, and do not go there while you are on shift, although maybe if it's the last 30 minutes of a slow shift I can let it slide. You can cry out if a colt or stallion crosses the line, but that is the one and only time I ever want to hear what you are doing back there. Please remember that I actually do have to use that office sometimes, so don't stay there too long, and keep the doors locked during private times as a courtesy so no one walks in. Please, please, please always be discrete. Try not to be seen going in with a stallion at the same time as you, and make sure no one is looking.
Please understand that the owner does not want the office to be used for anything like that. The reason I allow it, is because I do not want intoxicated employees to go home with stallions. I think that if they are told to go to the backroom instead, they will be much less likely to do anything at all, and less likely to do anything they will regret. I am sure you will be much less likely to be forced. I absolutely will not tolerate anything being stolen. Do not get in a physical fight or argument - take that outside. I don't mean to assume what exactly it is you want to do, but do
not leave behind love stains or used condoms for the owner or myself to find."
>>157070Amber can feel her knees shake, as her private activities are precisely known to her boss.
"I–I understand," she gulps.
"It'll be left precisely how we find it."
>>157071Poor little filly.
She nods
"Good. I have a thirty five year old shipyard worker who just got divorced, and De Sew has a twenty five year old something or other who's kind of handsome, and both them of them have been complimenting us and tipping us well. They probably hope they are on the short list for the backroom or taking us back home. But no, it's going to be the scrawny, runty high school student who messes up orders, and hasn't paid for anything who gets the privilege. So please, enjoy your time with your coworker. I am locking all doors by 10:15 though, so hurry."
>>157072"Oh-okay. Thank you," she says, and doesn't waste any more time heading there with Mustard, leading him by a distance.
>>157073Mustard walks behind her, shortly thereafter.
Amber sees that there are three doors, one on the end, one on the left, and one on the right. Naturally she opens the one on the right. Inside, Amber sees that it's actually kind of a small room, with a desk with many papers on it, no windows, a couple book shelves, a grey fabric couch, a chair, two filing cabinets, a yellow light, and a lingering smell of cigarettes. There is certainly plenty of floor for Amber's purposes as well.
Mustard just looks around the room in curiosity, though he does rub his body against her.
>>157074It's a tidy little room decidedly
not intended for her purpose, so she resolves not to cause any mess. Just like yesterday, the prospect of making love in a private, yet strange and even risky, place is highly titillating.
"H-how do you want to do this?" she asks Mustard, her voice quavering. She is still wearing her wool dress.
>>157075Among other things, inside the room is a telephone, a blanket, and a fan.
Mustard Trim moves behind Amber, and lifts up her skirt, exposing her hindquarters. He stares at it, with a proud smile.
"Is this the only time I will get with you until tomorrow?"
>>157076She has a nice and shapely plot, her ruddy tail hanging down beneath those firm buttocks. Then she lifts it, and he gets a fine view of the supple skin of her privates. Her labia twitch slightly and he can see something pink and smooth poke out slightly at their bottom.
"You can come back to my apartment with me if you really want after this," she proposes, looking back at him.
"You do have things to clean up with, right?"
>>157077"If we could get like a rag... I think that so long as it's on the floor and not on the couch, we should be fine."
Mustard Trim jumps up, and places his hindlegs overtop of Amber, standing on her shoulders. He moves his hindquarters closer, and the edge of his penis touches her vulva, then pushes it aside. He is already inside of her, and pushing deeper in.
"Can you keep all or most of it inside of you?"
>>157078Hindlegs? That's a difficult but interesting position"I-I can try," she says, giggling then softly moaning from the contact. He has a hard time pushing in as her vagina is too tight, but then it relaxes to let him in easily.
>>157079reee his forelegs"Okay Amber." If she is tight, this only provokes him to be forceful. He thrusts into her, and starts repeated thrusts, as deep as he can manage at the angle, at a rate that while not "fast" is rapid for a starting pace. His belly makes contact with her rump, tail, and part of her dress.
"When I am done with you here, I would like it if you gave me the chance to make love to you at your apartment."
>>157080"Oh, okay. We can–oh!–we can do that."She wishes she was able to enjoy more cuddling beforehand (beforehoof?), but Mustard is impatient and there's limited time. She moans out an
"Oh!" every time he pushes deep inside of her, his member roughly pushing her walls aside. She's not too wet right now, but she enjoys the feeling of Mustard on top of her.
>>157081Mustard is separated from Amber by her dress, save for the walls of her vagina, the top of her rump, and the base of her tail. That, and his hind legs occasionally rub against her. He tries to lay on her, but is unable to get a good angle, and stands up. Amber feels the friction certainly, especially the less wet she is. He makes heavier breathing sounds, and moves forward at a determined pace.
>>157082>>157081Mustard Trim has continued in this state for some time. He's certainly more than halfway there. And then he stops. He just stops. After a few seconds, he pulls himself out of her, and dismounts. He moves around to her side, so that he can make eye contact. He looks sad.
"The truth is that
you don't want me to come by your apartment tonight. So I'm not going to make you. I only have a few minutes with you. I only have a single go at you. So let's go to the couch. I want to make it count."
>>156617Mint Marine is by the small, ruined pier at the edge of the water, looking into it. He notices Silver, and looks up towards him.
>>157085"What do you think of it?" he asks the small colt.
>>157086“It’s not my first time to see the bay. But I think it’s the first time I’ve stayed in a house on the bay.” He looks out on the bay
“My aunt’s house was on a river. Well, not on it but pretty neat it. Actually a marshy wetland. I liked that. I would go out every day and spend time on the marsh. I like this too, I think. It’s different. I don’t think I’ll want to spend as much time away from the house here, I hope. It’s new.”
>>157087The stallion smiles at the colt.
"I was thinking of getting boat when I get some extra money. Not big or fancy boat, just something to head out onto bay for leisure.
Park it here after we fix up jetty."
>>157088“A boat!” He looks up at silver, excited.
“What don’t you have? I mean, that you won’t get soon.”
>>157089"Well, I do not know. This is first time living in house like this, or living by sea, so many ideas come to my mind."
>>157082>>157083She coos and moans with each movement. It's not the most intimate placement of him on top of her, but it's still very pleasurable. Initially she is mostly dry and it's almost painful, but either she lubricates herself or she has an emission of precum, or a mix of both, that makes the experience more slick.
She is almost there herself when he pulls out, and she is definitely breathing heavily, even desperately. She nuzzles his shoulder aggressively, play-biting at the skin a couple of times.
"Mustard, whatever you want, I want. Heh…please, come by my apartment. I love you, I want nothing but you." She rubs her bare rump against his.
>>157091[1d20 = 19]>>157090"How long have you had it?" Mint Marine asks
>>157092"Not long at all. It has not even been very long since I arrived in city."
>>157091>>157092Mustard looks around the room, and sees, of all things, rags on the shelf. He picks them up and places them carefully on a location on the couch. Then he picks up Amber, and tosses her over on her back on the couch.
>>157093"You've done a lot since you got here." He says
"More than I would have thought possible."