>This speakeasy certainly has seen better
>Being a fresh high school graduate, you figured you get a job somewhere before anything else
>Land a well paying job at a local cafe, a bit too well paying 
>At the interview, the woman who owned the cafe asked if you were willing to turn a blind eye to certain…illicit activities 
>You just nodded your head, you never really gave it a second thought
>That was the case for the next 6 months
>Then one day, the woman moves the spice cabinet, leading to a stairwell into a series of caves.
>You curiously follow her down, ending up at a wooden set of doors
>They opened up, and it revealed an empty speakeasy
>Only a few customers, mostly focused on the pool tables, which makes sense
>Its 2PM on a Thursday, nobody sensible enough would drink at this time
>But, even on the weekends, this place in still empty, worryingly empty 
>You worked for this place for well over a year now, and it never got this bad before 
>Plus, with one of her employees being a turncoat, everyone is a bit on edge on who’s next to betray them
>So Mitzi announced she would be taking action to ensure loyalty to her and her speakeasy
>First, it was the rum runners, then the speakeasy employees, then it was the cafe employees
>You were cleaning the grease trap when you were called to Mitzi’s office 
>After a light washing, you made your way to the office
>opening the door, you were met with Mitzi at a desk, a massive portrait of her husband and former owner of the speakeasy, Atlas
>Most worryingly, there was both a Thompson Submachine Gun and a pocket pistol on her desk
>”Oh, don’t worry, I don’t plan on using these on you, but that might change in a few moments” Mitzi said, her southern drawl prominent in her voice
>”Be a dear and lock the door please, I don’t want anyone interrupting our conversation”
>Obliging her request, after locking the door, you walk up to the desk she’s sitting on 
>After some conversation about loyalty and keeping secrets, you’re about to leave when she asked you a question
“You mind helping me grab something from under the desk? I can’t reach it, maybe you can?”
>You obliged, and went to see what was under the desk, only to see nothing
>As you got up, your head was suddenly locked by Mitzi’s legs and thighs 
>And you get a good look under her skirt
>Good lord, she’s been going commando, you can see her puffy, but well trimmed muff 
>She smells very musky down there, her perfume and soaps overwhelmed by natural smells 
>Smells…Good, no what are you thinking, she’s around twice your age!
>Suddenly, one of her legs pull you closer, and you get a face full of her
>Her musk overwhelms your rational thinking, and you subconsciously begin licking her pussy
>Salty, but the musky aftertaste is overwhelmingly delicious 
“That’s it, thinks of this as a way to ensure your loyalty, Mind going a bit deeper?” Mitzi moaned out
>You obliged, sticking your tongue deeper into her, the taste getting more intense as you went deeper 
>After some time, her legs tighten around your head, and soon she orgasms, her fluids coating your lips, neck, and clothing
>”Oh, thanks for that, I haven’t been able to get off like that since my hubby passed”
>As you stand up, Mitzi forces you to sit down on the leather chair nearby
>”Now, it’s only fair that I return the favor, after all, you look like you’re pants look like their going to explode”
>You look down, sure enough, your erection has formed a tent in your pants
>”Relax sweetie, just lay back, and let ole miss May help you with your situation”
>She slowly undoes your belt buckle, then the buttons and zipper on your jeans, finally, the briefs you wore that day
>Slowly pulling down, your dick unceremoniously pops out, giving her nose a slight smack
>You subconsciously apologize, only for her to shush you
>”Oh I don’t mind, just means that it’s really exited to meet me, don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll take good care of you”
>She immediately goes for a lick, from the base to the tip, her tongue a bit is a bit rough, but feels so good
>Next, a few kisses, which leave lipstick marks on your dick, maybe a few in your balls
>Speaking of, she’d been suing her hands to massage your nuts, the soft fur and paw pads working together
>Eventually, she goes in, first try, all the way down to the base, not even gagging once
>She starts slow, her mouth incredibly soft, but her slightly rough tongue is circling around your tip
>Your mind is still groggy over her smell, the added pleasure suppresses any rational thought you had left
>Eventually, you start to feel close, but before you could, Mitzi stopped, pulled your cock out of your mouth, and began jerking you off with her soft paws
>Its too much, and you cum, white sticky strands cover her face, and a little enters her mouth
>”Mmm, thanks for that, now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go wash up, but…I don’t mind if you come along.”
>She gives you a sly grin, and soon she leaves to go upstairs to her personal room
>You follow her, and she expected you too
>”Still want more huh? Just make sure to lock the door, I don’t want any interruptions, now let’s get these clothes off, we could both use a good shower”