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"Beautiful Day" by Kulkum

It was a beautiful day. The weather was warm without being hot, humidity was low which kept the air from feeling stifling, the sky was clear and blue with only a few fluffy clouds to add a splash of white. The birds sang, fresh flowers bloomed in a colorful array across the otherwise green landscape, the scent of those flowers gave the breeze a light and pleasant scent. It was the perfect Spring day.

That perfect day included, in Judy’s mind, the fox that was helping out on her family farm.

He was such a good Todd, considering that he was a pure breed city fox who’d had no idea what he was doing when he first arrived. But he learned quickly, followed instructions, and was soon doing a lot of the heavy lifting (literal heavy lifting because he was bigger than everyone else on the field).

And he was wearing honest to goodness blue jeans and a t-shirt, which almost had her drooling on herself for the entire day.

Not that his normal wardrobe bothered her, because it didn’t. It was just different to see him in something a little more rural than a khakis and print shirts or his police uniform. It wasn’t at all that the jeans hugged his butt and crotch in a way that made her want to have grabby paws all day. She’d actively had to resist the desire to fondle him, because he was being such a good husband helping her family.

“Hey, Carrots!” his voice called to her from down the fence. She blinked when she noticed that even though she was daydreaming about him, she couldn’t find him at a glance. Or anyone for that matter. Looking at the sky, she realized that it was lunch time and she had missed the call.

“Coming, Nick!” she called, huffing a little as she stood and dusted her hands on her pants before following the sound of his voice. She didn’t even question that his voice had come from farther out in the fields, away from where everyone else would be. Not until she saw him leaning up against the fence without a shirt on, ranch style hat resting on top of his head…

With his jeans unbuttoned to show off dark grey boxers that had the most delightful swell in the crotch.

“Sweet cheese and crackers,” she murmured, not even trying to pretend to be shocked, scandalized, or even worried about being seen as she walked over to him and pressed her face into his chest and belly. “You look good enough to eat.”

“Which is convenient, because it’s lunch time,” the fox quipped, looking down at her with heated green eyes that had her melting to her knees without much thought. He grinned down at her toothily when she slid down to her knees in front of him and pulled his boxers down until his sheath was exposed, and the full two inches of fox cock poking free. “Hope you’re hungry, because I’m a little pent up from your eye banging me all day.”

“Nothing works up an appetite like a fox hard at work,” she grinned up at him, and thought again about what a beautiful day it was when she slipped his still growing length past her eager lips.