The Office : A Harry and Tonks Story

Chapter Three
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After Allison dumped all the transcripts on to her desk, she started to walk towards the bathroom when she heard the office door open.
"Allison, could I see you for one more second?"
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The main room in the Auror department was becoming less and less busy; employees were starting to go home, anxious to get away from all the hustle and bustle. Some were planning on going to the three broomsticks for a nice relaxing drink or two; some were going simply to take peeks at Madam Rosmerta’s often revealing blouse. None of them knew that she went into the back every now and again to squeeze her nipples, those prominent pair of little bumps poking through her thin blouse did wonders for promoting the place. For her age, she was still attracting customers, male and female, and it certainly wasn’t because the firewhisky was good.
The few who were still there looked up from their desks in curiosity; they saw Tonks poking her head out from her office, she had a strange look on her face for some reason, and then they looked over to where Allison was standing, where she was rooted to the spot, and looking very, very nervous. She visibly gulped as she slowly, hesitantly walked back towards her boss. The aurors who saw this small exchange went back to what they were doing, naturally assuming that Allison was in trouble, which was quite rare, but none of them knew how far from the truth they were. None of them knew that the there was a young man sitting under the desk back in her office, and none of them certainly knew that behind those cheerful, friendly eyes of Tonks’, images of smooth mounds, little pink nipples, and lots of compromising positions were flashing by.
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Tonks sighed as she watched a slightly disappointed Allison walk out of her office; things have been a little tense between the two of them for a while now. She always seemed to blush whenever she came into her office, especially after those days when she was straddling Harry in the chair, or lying on the desk with Harry above her, or on a few memorable occasions, she was on her hands and knees and Harry was behind her. Those were her favorite. She always made sure to put a locking and silencing spell on the office door, and also made sure to look presentable after Harry went, (that invisibility cloak certainly had its uses) but still, Allison always seemed to know that something had gone on in her office that day.
After Allison closed the door behind her, Tonks finally pulled her chair back and glared down at her guilty looking lover beneath her desk. Harry looked up at her apologetically, although he was trying very hard to not smile at her right now, her face was flushed, her nipples were as hard as ever, and her legs were still wide open for him to see her damp blue knickers. It seemed she didn’t know whether to be angry at him or not, but the slow mischievous smile that crept onto his face helped her come to a decision.
“Dammit Harry, I could have lost my job! What were you thinking?” Harry sensed the slight irritation in her voice and became a little uneasy, she was right, if Kingsley had found him under there, Tonks’ job would have definitely been in jeopardy. But he wasn’t going to apologize that quickly, he was still feeling a little audacious, not to mention confident about the fact that he had just manipulated her, something he never had the courage to do before. And to top things off, he knew she liked it, he knew she liked it a lot. She just didn’t want to admit it or say it out loud just yet. He knew he was walking a thin line, but he was still basking in the glory of having gotten one over her. He looked up at his partner in crime with a small smile.
“I didn’t see you complaining . . . .” He lifted his glistening fingers to his mouth and licked a tiny bit of her juices from his index finger, looking up at her with a very innocent look, glancing down between her legs once or twice. He was making fun of her. Tonks opened and closed her mouth a few times, obviously trying to think of a good way to argue his point. She managed to splutter out,
“I . . . n . . . . I . . . . . that’s not the point! I . . . .” She closed her legs and tried to hide her moist crotch, trying very hard to fight down the blush rising to her cheeks. She began to fidget under the curious stare of those beautiful emerald green eyes; he was still looking up at her, head tilted to the side, waiting for a proper answer. He never got one. Tonks narrowed her eyes and looked down at the young man sat beneath her desk for a few seconds, but then seemed to give up as she let out a frustrated sigh.
“You’re lucky I fancy you so much, Harry. But don’t think for one second that you’re going to get away with this that easily . . . .” Tonks looked down at him with a threatening look, trying to convey to him that she meant every word, because when it came to sex, she had the upper hand over their relationship, she was more experienced, (not by much at all, but she didn’t tell Harry that) and she was his first as well, and besides, she found the stuttering, shy Harry very cute. The threatening look was met with a nonchalant, almost cocky smile and a shrug of the shoulders.
“OK. If you say so.”
The casualness in his voice annoyed her a little; he was obviously convinced that he had already gotten away with it, that she would forgive him eventually and maybe even tell him how impressed she was at his daringness. She scoffed at the idea. She vowed to herself there and then that she was going to get him back for this, and that he was definitely going to pay the price for his cheekiness.
“You think you’re real tough now don’t you . . . . ?” Harry was still sat cross legged beneath her desk, acting aloof and trying to hide the fact that he was very pleased with himself. He’s probably thinking he could be the one doing some of the teasing from now on, Tonks thought, but he wasn’t going to let him play her, those sexual episodes in their apartments or in this office was her territory, it was always her who enticed Harry, it was always her who’d tease him until he’s begging. And she was going to have none of it. She looked up at the door to the office, and then looked back down to Harry underneath her desk, and asked him a question.
“Harry, do you think Allison is pretty?” A look of confusion sprung on his face at the sudden change of her voice. It was sweet, and seductive, a complete shift from the annoyed one she was using several seconds ago.
“Erm . . . . . why? I mean . . . .” Tonks held back a smile. She had him on his back foot already.
“Don’t worry Harry, I won’t get upset. Everyone thinks she’s pretty and . . . . . .well . . . . all I’m asking is, if you do as well . . . .” Harry was unnerved by her demeanor, it was angelic, her face showed of nothing but innocence, but her eyes told a different story. He knew the raunchy devil inside her was cackling with glee.
“How would you feel . . . . . if . . . . . say . . . . . oh, I don’t know . . . . . . if you saw us kissing?” Harry’s eyes widened with fear, he knew Tonks all too well, he knew what she was capable of, and all of that confidence he had before quickly vanished. He didn’t want to know where these questions were going to take him. But the bottom line is, if he said no, it would be an outright lie. He and many others have pictured these two in more than plutonic ways, so he decided that the best course of action would be to say nothing and gape like a fish at her, but unfortunately, for Harry, Tonks took his silence as a big “Yes, I would be very turned on.” She grinned at him and patted his head before she got up from her chair.
“You wait right here then, OK?” Harry looked on in stunned silence as the older women got up and started to walk towards the door.
“Allison, could I see you for one more second?”
Tonks had opened the door and called out to the retreating back of her assistant, remembering back to the look on Allison’s face when she was looking, no, staring at her breasts during the meeting. Tonks knew Allison was a little confused with her own feelings, but the hint of lust she detected just before, was quite enough evidence to presume she had a little crush on her. She also had similar feelings for her assistant, she remembered how something sparked inside her when she saw Allison’s bare flesh, it was during one of those meetings, when she bent over the desk to reach for some parchments, when Tonks was suddenly presented with a very nice view down her assistant’s chest. Her loose robes hung off her slender frame and she could see right down her, and to her surprise, she wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing underneath. So naturally, Tonks found herself staring at Allison’s bare chest, a pair of supple looking mounds with nice little pink nipples, wobbling a little as she grabbed the parchments. Since that moment, she looked at her assistant differently; she often wondered how soft she was, and during meetings she would let her eyes travel up and down her body when Allison wasn’t looking.
Tonks watched as Allison slowly made her way back towards her, she looked nervous, apprehensive, but her eyes also told of the curiosity, probably wondering what her boss had in store for her. Tonks was wondering about that as well. She felt a tad guilty about this, it was a spur of the moment thing, but if it meant Allison could at least get her bearings on her sexuality, then she was glad to help. Plus, she would be able to get her revenge on Harry. Tonks gave her a friendly smile as she held the door open for her assistant to step into her seemingly empty office, and then locked it behind her, doing the standard locking and silencing spells with her hand; she had cast them so many times that she could do it wandless now.
Allison walked into the room, her heart was beating as she sat down in the chair in front of the desk, wondering what her boss was going to say, or more to the point, do to her. She heard her whisper something behind her back, so she turned around in her seat just in time to see Tonks waving her hand at the door; her breathing suddenly became strained as she quickly snapped her head back and faced forwards. She had a feeling she knew what those spells were. Allison heard the soft footsteps approach her, she became increasingly nervous as she felt her presence just behind her; and couldn’t help but close her eyes and inhale a faint waft of her feminine odour, it was so arousing; it just drove her crazy sometimes. She flinched a little as she felt her hand on her shoulder, but her muscles soon relaxed as she gave a friendly squeeze and knelt down beside her chair.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t paying attention during the discussion earlier, I was just . . . . a little . . . . . .” She had no idea how to explain to her assistant that she was too busy having an orgasm.
“Pre-occupied?” Tonks looked up at Allison to see a small smile on her pretty face, she smiled back in return, she didn’t seen annoyed with her which was a relief, and it also made a good starting point for her.
“You could say that . . . . . . . . I guess I was . . . . . thinking . . . . . . . you know . . thinking about us . . . . .” Allison froze as she heard these words, the look on Tonk’s face left no room for imagination as to what she meant by “about us”. Tonks gently took hold of her hands on her lap and looked up at her.
“I know things have been a little strange between us recently, but I just want you to know that whatever it is that’s on your mind, I’m here for you . . . . . . .”
Time seemed to slow down to a stand still as Tonks slowly raised Allison’s trembling hand to her breast, gently placing her palm over her nipple, letting her feel them as they stiffened under her touch. Allison stared as Tonks started to rub her hand in circles, moving it around her succulent breast. They felt wonderful. They were firm, and yet so soft, they were round and full, and they fit perfectly in her hand as she cupped them, the feel of them were sending shivers down her spine. She had waited for this moment for a while now, and they felt just as supple as they looked in those tight robes, and she gradually felt the warmth of her body flow towards her femininity. She slowly looked up into Tonk’s face, but this time she didn’t see her boss, she saw a friend who was willing to help her along, a friend to help her sort out these confused feelings of hers, and she was more than happy to venture out with this women. Allison didn’t know what to say right now, her brain wasn’t functioning as well as it always does, so she gave her a simple nod, telling her that she was OK with this, that she wanted this as well. Tonks smiled up at her, a little relieved that she felt the same way, and without further ado, she slowly leaned forward and pressed her lips against hers.
Allison felt her lips tingle as they made contact with the older women’s, they were soft and moist, and she couldn’t help herself. The Allison no one in this department knew slowly released itself from within her; she felt her own tongue run along her lower lip, seeking entrance, telling her she wanted more. Tonks was a little surprised at how easily Allison fell into the kiss, she was already leaning forward trying to push her tongue in, but she didn’t hesitate, she responded immediately and opened her mouth to her, sighing in content as she felt her tongue touch hers, slowly waking up the lust within the two women that they had both hidden away since when, neither of them knew. Allison suddenly pulled away and looked at her, her swollen lips, her shallow breathing, the look in her eyes, it was obvious Tonks had been waiting for this moment as long as her, but she needed to clear a few things out first. She whispered a little breathlessly,
“Tonks . . . . I . . I don’t want things to change between us . . . . I like the way things are . . . . . . . I . . I just . . . . . .” Tonks pulled back and looked at her with raised eyebrows, slowly processing what she meant by those words, and then her look of surprise was slowly replaced with hurt and regret, she started to think that maybe Allison wasn’t ready for this. Allison saw her expression change and quickly reached out to grab her hand.
“No . . . ! What I mean is . . . . I . . I do want this . . . but . . . its just . . . . I don’t want things to change . . . . .” Tonks frowned at Allison, she seemed to be trying to tell her something with her eyes, she obviously didn’t want to say the words out loud, it seemed like she was scared she might hurt her feelings, and then Tonks slowly realized what her pleading eyes were telling her. She smiled back at her, at last figuring out her dilemma, and she gave her hand a gentle squeeze and whispered,
“So you want this to be . . . . . a kind of . . . . . no strings attached thing . . . . . ?” Allison looked down at their hands for a few seconds, glad that she somehow got the message across, and also relieved beyond words that she sounded OK with this. She looked back up at her.
“If that’s the wording for it these days then . . . . . um . . . . . yes . . . . . I suppose . . . . that’s it.” Tonks chuckled lightly as she got up from her knees and pulled Allison up with her. They stood inches away from each other, looking into each others eyes; Tonks opened her mouth as if to say something, but seemed to decide against it and just gave her a gentle smile. She started to run her fingers very lightly across her cheek as she looked down at her friend, feeling quite lucky to have someone like Allison to be her working for her, they had become quite close in a short space of time, and would be happy to help her out in anything, and she was definitely happy to help her out on exploring her own sexuality. Allison looked up into those warm brown eyes; she could practically hear her heart thumping in her chest they were standing so close to each other. Her body was pressed against hers, and she could feel Tonks’ nipples poking through, telling her she wanted them to be touched, telling her she wanted her mouth on them, and she wanted it just as bad, she was just aching to squeeze them, suckle them and let her tongue flick them around. She was dying to let all these pent up emotions flood out of from within her.
Tonks could see the glimmer swirling in her eyes, and she finally saw what Allison was really like. Most of the time she was quiet, polite, and very sweet, but what people didn’t see was that on the inside she was just like anyone else, she had sexual desires just like everyone else; although hers was of a magnitude that not many people would associate with Tonk’s shy personal assistant. Tonks slowly let her fingers trail her cheeks, her jaw, and across her lips and then with one last look into her eyes, leaned forward again for the second kiss. But this time there was no boundaries. They both wrapped their arms around each other as they let their tongue rove around their mouths, Tonks started running her fingers through Allison’s silky blonde hair, and she in turn reached up and squeezed her hand between their bodies, wanting to caress her breasts, wanting the feel of the suppleness in her palm again. Tonks stepped back a little to give her some space, and moaned into her mouth as she felt Allison’s fingers find her nipple through her robes, she started to squeeze them, twist them, it was causing a tingling sensation to spread around her chest, and she loved every second of it.
Harry was at a loss to what to do. He had sat there stock still while Tonks walked over to the door, furiously trying to figure out what the hell she was going to do, what all that mischievous look was for in her eyes, but that soon became apparent when he heard her call Allison back to the office. Uh, oh. His body tensed up as he realized what she was expecting them to do, a threesome? he thought to himself, I’ve only been with one women and she wants me to be in a threesome with her assistant? His hands were shaking and beads of sweat were starting to form on his forehead, he held his breath as he listened to Allison’s quiet footsteps, coming closer as she walked into the room and sat down on the chair just a few feet away from him. Oh god, Oh god, he kept repeating to himself. All these questions started swirling around in his brain, causing him to panic as he hid himself behind Tonk’s desk. What if I disappoint them? What if I do something wrong? Or what if I just stand there naked like some fool, not knowing what to do? He clenched his fist with nervous anticipation, he heard Tonks starting to apologize to Allison about something, but he wasn’t really listening to the words, actually, he was, he was listening out to the dreaded words of, “You can come out now Harry” and he didn’t know what he would do when he heard them.
All his friends at Hogwarts talked about how cool it would be to be with two women at once, and here was his chance, to fulfill every guy’s fantasy; he felt he almost owed it to every guy who dreamed about being in his position, to take full advantage of it and have the best time of his life. So with that thought, he took a couple of deep breaths and readied himself of what was to come. He closed his eyes as he repeated the words in his mind, any second now, any second now, he could hear them talking in the background, he assumed Tonks was trying to convince Allison to join in with them, but as the seconds ticked by, he became more and more anxious. The beating of his heart pretty much drowned out any of the words that were being said by the two women, but as he sat there, he slowly started to think that maybe Tonks had gambled a little too much, that maybe Allison wasn’t into this kind of thing or she was just too shy to get involved, whatever it was, eventually it seemed like they had come to a conclusion, as he heard both women stop talking. He assumed everything was OK as he didn’t hear anyone leave the office; so again, he took a couple of deep breaths and prepared himself as if he were going into battle, waiting for Tonks to ask him to come out. It certainly was a daunting task that lay ahead of him, and each second seemed to last and eternity as he waited and waited, already thinking about positions, ways to please them both; but as the ideas slowly formed in his mind, a small part of him was wondering what was taking them so long. He couldn’t hear them talking anymore so why hadn’t they called him out yet? Curiosity and anxiety got the best of him and he quietly got on his knees and peeped over the desk. His eyes almost popped out when he saw what was in front of him.
Allison couldn’t get enough of her, the way they kissed each other was so sensual, and so arousing, but every passing second was like agony as her desire to touch her naked skin grew at an alarming rate. She wanted her so much, she wanted to feel her warm body against hers, wanted to taste her, please her, but, despite all that, she was still a little shy about making the first step. Tonks could feel Allison’s movements becoming more urgent, her hands were roaming all over her body now, and her fingers were squeezing her nipples harder and harder, as if trying to reach through her robes. But she seemed to be holding back, trying very hard to keep control of herself. She behaved like Harry in some ways, no matter how much they wanted it, they would try and be patient so that they wouldn’t rush into things. Tonks had to smile at her eagerness; it certainly wasn’t the Allison she knew a few minutes ago. She granted her wishes and pulled back; looking into her eyes as she slowly opened her robes and let them fall to the sides. Allison’s eyes were affixed on her chest; she was wearing a very thin dark red blouse, it went very well with Tonks hair, and by the looks of it, she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. She was again, intrigued at how full they were, she didn’t need any support, as they just held themselves. She then proceeded to lift her blouse over her head, watching as Allison’s eyes widened with awe as she slowly, hesitantly reached out for them, letting out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Tonks moaned a little as she felt her gentle hands caress them, knead them delicately as her hard nipples flushed against her palm.
That was it for Tonks; she gently pushed Allison back down on her chair and knelt down in front of her, slowly parting her legs to tell her what she wanted to do. Allison’s breathing was becoming shaky as she let Tonks lift up her skirt, watched as the older women slid her knickers down her thighs and down to her ankles; held her breath as she saw her slowly reach up and run her fingers through her curls, stroking her snub with her thumb till it hardened. She closed her eyes and moaned as she felt two of her fingers slide into her aching femininity, slowly pulling them in and out until she felt her juices starting to flow. Tonks looked on in awe at how quickly Allison became wet, she really wanted this, and it became clear, that she wanted more, so much more, as she slid herself down the chair and inched her hips into her moving hand.
As she lowered her face to Allison’s moist femininity, she saw a mane of messy black hair peeking out from behind her desk, and smiled inwardly as she gave Harry the show of his life. Her revenge was coming into her action. There was no way she was going to let him join in. Yet. She was just going to let him watch and suffer, as she stuck her tongue out and started to lick her hardened snub, all the while sliding her fingers in and out. She felt Allison open her legs even further and so she pushed her fingers as deep as they could go, pushing upwards a little to find that sensitive spot that was guaranteed to send any women into a gushing orgasm.
Harry couldn’t think straight. A part of him knew that he shouldn’t be watching this, he definitely didn’t consider himself a voyeur, but he couldn’t force himself to look away. His eyes were glued to the two women in front of him. Harry really couldn’t think straight. And then, his mind went completely blank as he watched Allison lean further back into her chair until she was almost lying on her back, lifting both her legs up until her knees were resting on the armrests. She reached out and started to stroke Tonks’ hair, but then her hand stopped at the back of her head, she seemed to be pushing the older woman’s face harder into her femininity as her moaning became louder and louder, and she was looking ready to explode right before him. The sounds of Tonks’ fingers pleasuring her, the sounds of her tongue licking Allison up and down, it was becoming too much for Harry to handle. Those slurping sounds, to put it eloquently, should be considered illegal in the presence of a man who couldn’t join in.
Tonks was having the time of her life. She didn’t realize how much it aroused her to taste another woman, and it felt good to be the one to give her this kind of pleasure. She opened her eyes and looked up at the younger women; the look on Allison’s face as she moaned was . . . . . sublime . . . . . her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were fluttering open and closed, they looked like they were about to roll to the back of her head as she reached out and started stroking her hair. She felt her hand press her face closer to her wetness, telling her, begging her to give her more, and so she slid her fingers deeper, used her free hand to spread her lips apart so that she could lick and suckle on her hardened snub with more intensity than any woman should be able to handle. But Tonks wanted more as well, she wanted to share the pleasure with Allison at the same time, but she didn’t want to stop, by the sounds of Allison’s breathing, she was approaching what looked like a mind-blowing orgasm. So she looked over to the desk where a pair of green, stunned looking eyes was peering over the edge, staring right back at them, she could feel his magic spreading throughout the room, no doubt the source of it was coming from somewhere beneath his stomach. She sure was corrupting Harry at a young age.
She figured he had suffered enough, although she wasn’t really sure if Harry had learned his lesson, or even grasped the concept of the lesson, since he was probably too busy trying to remain conscious throughout this ordeal. But it was time for Harry to play his part now. She shifted her body a little so that she was on her hands and knees, well, on one hand and knees since the other was still sliding in and out of Allison, and then using her back muscles to hold her in place, with the hand that was holding her lips apart, she quickly reached behind her and pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing her blue knickers that were still damp from Harry’s doing earlier before. She looked back at Harry and met his eyes, trying to tell him it was time to come out, but given the situation, Harry wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed right now so he looked back at her dumbly, wondering why she just lifted her skirt. She restrained herself from rolling her eyes. To make her point clearer, she again, quickly reached behind her and pulled her knickers down to her knees, telling him, showing him what she wanted him to do to her. Tonks seductively wiggled her bum at him, doing all she could do to entice Harry without saying anything since her tongue was very busy, and by the way his eyes widened with fear, he finally got the message.
Harry tried to gulp when he finally figured out what Tonks was telling him to do, but his mouth was too dry to even let him swallow. He looked over to Tonks’ naked bum, then up at Allison, who was slowly starting to tremble as she closed in on her climax, and then looked into the eyes of his lover, and then looked back at her naked bum, and then back at Allison, and then . . . . his eyes were darting back and forth, almost trying to look for an answer as to what he should do. No, he knew what he should do, what he wanted to do, but since this was his first, he felt he was allowed some time to panic beforehand. But his time had come, and he was going to make sure he enjoyed every moment of it.
He took a couple of deep breaths before he pushed himself up onto his feet, noticing that he was finally able to swallow, he took a second to gulp, almost trying to swallow his fear as he slowly made his way around the desk. With small tentative steps, he approached the two women, Allison still hadn’t noticed him, she was clearly some place else, her eyes were closed and she was gritting her teeth as her body kept trembling, almost as if she was holding back the orgasm, every second she held it made the end that much more intense. Harry could definitely relate to that. He walked behind Tonks and got down to his knees, staring down at her soft round bum, marveling at the beautiful sight before him. He could see the hair between her legs glistening with her juices, and that was all he could take, he couldn’t wait any longer. He fumbled with his belt for a few seconds, until he finally unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers and boxers down his thighs, slowly stroking his manhood as he inched himself closer and closer to her. He rubbed his tip up and down her moist lips . . . . . . .
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to be continued . . .
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