The New Werewolf (Part II)

When I went to work on the next Monday, I had a lot on my mind. I went straight to Karl’s office and closed the door behind me.

“I didn’t call you in here”, he said. “I assume you know that I have questions”, I replied.

His response was to drop to his knees, unzip my pants, and start sucking my cock. “That’s not going to work”, I said, but my cock said differently.

He got up, dropped his pants, and leaned over his desk. “Fuck me and we’ll talk, he said.

I was so worked up by that point that I rammed in, unlubed, to the hilt. He screamed. “Take that, bitch”, I said.

After he caught his breath, he started explaining. “First, you didn’t ask what werewolves do besides fuck. Two, no one forced you to join in.”

Even though he was right, I was still angry and kept railing him. He came all over his desk.

“Three, I’m that alpha there and here, current circumstances notwithstanding. Damn, you fuck me good.”

By this point I was cumming. My anger was gone, but I was confused. Did I really just fuck my boss’s ass? I had never considered doing that.

“This has to be our secret, he said. No one needs to know. I have a reputation to keep up of being a top here and everywhere. Not even Jamaal has fucked me, though I’m sure he’d love to try.”

“I’m not sure that I would want to admit it. Do you kill every full moon? Doesn’t anyone suspect anything?”

“Not every full moon and not everyone participates.