Feathers and Leather

Pearl sighed quietly as her office door closed, her last client of the day leaving. She resisted the urge to bang her head against her desk. It was always stressful to explain to new clients that yes, she was qualified, no, she wasn’t embezzling the money and no, she was not a ‘greedy, money loving griffon looking to steal a quick bit.’

Her door opened, the grinning face of a coworker peeking in. “Heeeey, how's the lovely Pearl doing this evening?”

Quick Money laughed as she flipped him off, making his way into her office and leaning over her desk. “Rough client?”

Pearl grumped, her wings ruffling as she glared at him. “What do you think? They walk in expecting to see a pony like you and get a griffon like me...It’s so frustrating, I have to spend most the first appointment proving my credentials before they even tell me what they do for a living.”

Quick shrugged, “Eh what do they know, you have some of the best numbers in the company.”

Pearl sighed and dragged her claws across her face, “I guess…”

Quick rested his hoof on her shoulder, tilting his head with a lopsided grin on his face. “Sounds like you need some fun, now, if only we knew of a place to have some fun…”

Pearl snorted at his waggling eyebrows, flicking his hoof off her shoulder. “I already told ya, I’m a red collar, not looking for a commitment.”

He playfully pouted, “Aww come on, does that mean we can’t mess around?”

He leaned into her ear tuft and whispered, “You can't tell me you already forgot about that triple orgasm I gave you that one night~”

Pearl blushed, her wings twitching at the memory. “T-that was one time and you know it…”

Quick snickered and pecked her cheek. “You know I’m just teasing. I got some special plans for Sunflower tonight anyways. Still, you should go and have some fun, get some of that tension out of you. No one likes a griffon with ruffled feathers.”

Pearl rolled her eyes, getting up and playfully shoving Quick out of her office, much to his amusement. Once her door was closed and she was alone again, Pearl glanced at her saddlebags, sighing.

“Maybe a night out would be good...”