Heading home and heading into trouble.

The day at the facility was longer than Tony wanted to admit to. After the conversation with Doctor Strange. Choosing to lock himself in his office for the remainder of his time there until he needed to leave, Tony finally stepped out of the office and snuck his way down to the parking lot to his car. All the while he tried desperately to avoid any of the staff as best he could; ducking behind a pillar when a couple of secretaries passed by to leave for the end of their own shifts. Clutching at his heart, the man could feel his erection threaten to tent his pants. The moment the two were out of sight, Tony continued on his way. Continuing to hide from staff and even going so far as to cover his face with one hand when he passed a security guard waving him out. Not wanting to take any chances at all. When he managed to get to the parking lot, he was grateful to find the massive sprawl completely empty save for a few cars to the staff who did the late night shift. Leaving him all alone.

Opening the door to his Lamborghini and tossing his work bag into the passenger seat, Tony sat in the driver's seat and exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding the entire time. He did it! He managed to make it out of his own company without making a scene or getting tangled up in any of his female staff. A challenge in its own rite. Every one of his staff were in the upper 9 out of 10 in the beauty scale, no thanks to his selfish hiring practices. More than once he feared he would fold if any one of them so much as bent down to pick something up at a table or turned a certain way to show off their modelesque beauty. All the more reason to lock himself in his office and burn the hours away jacking off in the hopes he'd finally burn himself out, but instead finding much to his horror that his stamina had improve in ways he'd never seen before. But it was over now, and he could finally return home.

"Maybe when Pepper gets back we can hire a few men into the staff, even it out a bit so I'm not surrounded by bunnies like I'm at the Playboy..."

A tap at his driver side window startled the man as he snapped his attention to the women tapping at his window and gesturing with her hand to roll down the glass window. The moment he did, he found the stern yet beautiful face of Nikki looking down at him. "Good afternoon Mr. Stark, heading home?"

"Yes..." He responded meekly, his erection snaking down his pant leg as he found himself staring down into the woman's cleavage. Why she decided to intentionally wear her blouse with the top three buttons undone confused him but it certainly had the desired effect of keeping his eyes off her stunning face... Until he spotted her hand gesturing him to look up.

"Carmelita will be cleaning your home tonight, I expect NOTHING to happen... Do we understand each other?"

"Breast ma'am."

"What?!" She asked, glaring back at the man, her arms crossed under her blouse and making the view of her cleavage even more tantalizing.

"I mean... Yes ma'am."

"Good. You'll have your TPS reports of the company on your desk when you return tomorrow morning." Turning to walk away, Tony was given a view of her super-model stride back to the elevator, his eyes drawn to her long legs and skin tight dress that for him seemed too short for typical office attire.

Gulping a swallow in his throat, Tony turned on the ignition and drove out of the lot to return to his upstate home. It was a thirty minute drive back to his home with the windows down to let the cool air calm him down. Something he found did nothing to help when he winced getting out of his car and patted down his hardon still down his leg. Stepping inside the living room, the automated lights came on with Friday's voice chiming in as soon as he collapsed on the couch and leaned his head back.

"Welcome home boss, shall I cook up another steak for dinner followed by a steak as a midnight snack?"

"Can only imagine how tickled pink the butcher's been in town knowing I'm going with the boxer's diet." With his head leaned back, his ears began to make out the 'click' 'click' of high heels walking into the living room and a cold sweat ran down his face . Bringing a hand to cover his eyes, Tony repeated a mantra over and over in his head as he sat up and brought a pillow to his lap. "Don't be gorgeous, don't be gorgeous, don't be gorgeous..." The moment he took his hand away, he slumped his shoulders and sighed heavily. "Dammit!"

She was gorgeous.

In her late twenties and wearing a maid's gown that looked regal yet risque, she had her hands folded at her front apron and bowed slightly to the man before standing straight again and smiling at Tony who looked up from his seat on the couch. Long, flowing brown hair braided in a mid-ponytail at the back, she had a clear complexion and soft brown eyes that went well with the ruby tinted lips that smiled back at him.

"Welcome home Mr. Stark, shall I prepare dinner or will you have Friday carry out that duty?"

"Uhm..."

"Otherwise laundry is being cleaned and in just a moment my other duties will be the cleaning of your work bench." She answered in a breathy voice that did nothing to calm his bulging erection in his pant leg. Made only worse when she narrowed her eyes almost seductively and made her way behind the couch. Now standing behind him, the woman gently rested her hands over his shoulders, waiting for the word. "Otherwise if you've been sore... I could apply some pressure and offer you some... Relief."

It took everything in him not to pull her over the back of the couch onto his lap and screw her right then and there, instead, holding his breath, Tony got up from the couch like a spring and kept the pillow at his waist as the woman leaned in with her hands at the couch, showing off the curves of her bust just under the tight fabric.

"You know what? I think the day's events have made me preeeeetty tired, I think I'll call it an early night for today, deal?"

Bending at the waist and propping herself up by her elbows and tapping a finger to her lip, the woman didn't answer but slowly nodded and stood up to her full height, bowing back to the man as she went back to her rounds, leaving Tony to drop the pillow to the floor and call out that he'd like his steak at the door of his bedroom when it was done.

*

The next morning...

Slowly stirring awake and looking up from the ruined bedsheets tangled around him, Tony looked up as the automated blinds to his windows opened to let the sunlight in. Looking around with one open eye, Tony looked around his bedroom, sitting up, he gave a better look around and smiled to find he was all alone, and the new maid wasn't naked and passed out next to him in post-coital bliss.

Collapsing back into bed with a smile on his face, Tony rolled onto his back and folded his arms behind his head in triumph. He did it. He remained faithful (today anyway) and didn't screw another staff member. Looking over to the side table of his bed, he found two empty plates left clean save for maybe a trace of clove, a garnish for the steak he ordered last night. Funny though that he didn't remember eating them, despite ordering them.

"Well... Good start to a new day."

Sitting up, the man stretched and went to the side bathroom to get cleaned up. Brushing his teeth, he heard Friday chime in as he spat into the sink and rinsed his mouth out.

"Morning Friday, any good news?"

"Boss... Remember when you told me to record anything suspicious after you woke up in an alley a month ago?"

"Oh yeah... The new maid didn't try to sneak off with the family jewels did she?"

"Well..." A small display popped up in the mirror Tony was using to check his teeth, seeing a recording of him sleeping in bed at some point at 8 PM. AFTER 8 PM however he watched in stunned silence when he found his recorded self suddenly grow and transform, growing pitch black fur across his entire body and taking on lupine traits like a tail and snout along with sharp looking claws. Devouring the two plates worth of steak sitting on the side table, the massive wolf opened the sliding door to the balcony at his bedroom window and went out of sight, only to panel to the outside camera showing the wolf run across the lawn on all fours to reach the fence and howl before disappearing from view.

"Should I save the file Mr. Stark?"