Why not?

I smiled at her. Like I said, Stacey was gorgeous and only a weirdo wouldn't want to make out with her. What the heck!

I immediately got to my feet and sauntered over to the keeper, sashaying my hips as I did so. I cupped the other woman's face in my hands before slamming my lips against hers, smiling as she let out a squeak and the crowd went wild. My hands soon left her face as I stuck my tongue into her mouth, wrestling with hers as we both gave off a series of small moans.

My hands soon managed to snake their way around her body. My left hand snaked it's way up her shirt, giving one of her small perky breasts a squeeze as she moaned a bit louder. Stacey soon let out a gasp as my right hand made it down her pants. Much to my surprise, she was just as wet down there as I was.

Even more so, in fact!

I let out a moan as Stacey grabbed a hold of my butt, kneading the cheeks gently with her fingers. I had to admit, she had a really nice touch. My moan turned into a surprised yelp as I felt the shorter woman spank me. That yelp soon turned into a giggle as I realized that I liked it.

No. No, "like" was an understatement. I LOVED it! So much so, that I removed my hand from her pants and returned the favor to her plump, bubble butt.

And the squeak she made in response was so. Freaking. Cute!

About five minutes of the crowd's cheering, I finally pulled away from Stacey, breaking the kiss as a trail of saliva briefly swung between our mouths before breaking. I brought my hands back to my side as I stared deeply into Stacey's eyes, both of us panting heavily.

"So..." I finally said with a whisper, giving a small smile, "Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

"Uh..." Stacey stuttered, her face an adorable tomato red as she put her glasses back on. "The show's - " she squeaked before clearing her throat and turning to the crowd, "The show's over for now, folks! Be sure to catch my sexy dream girl -" she let out a yelp as she blushed, the crowd chuckling as she stammered, "I-I-I mean, this beautiful woman at our next showing! To find out when that is, be sure to follow us on our social media! Good night!"

With all that said, Stacey quickly marched out of the exhibit with the bucket of chicken, locking the gate behind her as she went back to the zoo cart she had arrived on as she drove off. Some time had passed, and soon the guest started to slowly leave the area as the zoo announced that they were closing for the night.

When none of the keepers came back to let me out of the aviary, I soon realized that I was once again made to spend the night at the zoo. At this point, I was starting to wonder why I had bought the condo in the first place.

Oh, well.

With a shrug, I found a nice spot to lay down and curl up. No soon than I sat down did I see that Stacey had forgotten her hat that I had used in my little dance. With a smile, I picked it up, unintentionally taking a brief sniff of the watermelon-kiwi scented shampoo that Stacey had used, and placed it on my own head as I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, I sat up and stretched, smacking my lips as I looked at my surroundings. I was first surprised to see that I was behind bars outside, only to then laugh at my own stupidity as I remembered what happened last night. I got to me feet and began to stretch out again when I heard the aviary gate open behind me.

I turned around to see Stacey walk into the exhibit, still looking as flustered and as beautiful as the night before.

"Oh, good. You're awake." Stacey said as she blushed a bit, "So, the zoo's higher ups heard about what happened last night, and the reaction that it got from our audience, and they asked me here to... Well, they have a proposition for us. Well, mostly you."

I raised an eyebrow quizzically.