Working Girl

Pansy woke up snuggled next to Ron. During the night they had shifted and he was spooned up against her back. It felt good to wake up next to him. She hoped Ron would become a regular. Money aside, she enjoyed him and it had been such a long time since she had enjoyed someone. She felt a genuine attraction to Ron. It was a shame she couldn’t offer him anything but her body.



As she caressed Ron’s hand against her chest, she thought about her life for the first time with sadness. She had built a happy place for herself among the girls here. She had come to love her independence. And while she’d rather not marry, she did for once wish that she could be in a serious relationship.



There was no way a man like Ron would want her. Men that came to her, held her in regard only for what she could give them and she was worth. Well, if that was how they thought then she made sure she was worth a lot.



He stirred next to her and stretched out his body. She turned and rose on her elbow looking down at him. “Would you like a bath?”



“I’d love one.” He said. She got up and raised her wand to a tub that was resting in the corner. She knew he’d want a bath, because the tub would not have shown up otherwise. She enlarged the tub and filled it with water. He got out of bed and walked over. Naked and sporting an erection, he bypassed her and went to her bathroom first.



While he took a morning piss, she had the towels duplicated and unscented soap ordered. Even though Ron said there was no one, if he met up with anyone he might not want to have to explain perfume.



She sank in and let the water flow over her. She looked up and saw Ron watching her. “Come on in, the waters fine.” He sank down in front of her, leaning his back against his chest. She closed his eyes and enjoyed the scalp massage she was giving him. Such bliss.



He lost himself in thought. Pansy would be the perfect lover. But she liked it here, didn’t she? Because of his ability to track in the wilderness, he was paid with the highest level of Aurors and had more than enough money to become an exclusive benefactor. Would she agree?



Maybe she would, if he met what she made. Then another thought came to his mind. “Pansy?” He had leaned forward while she scrubbed his back with a soft washcloth.



“Yes?” She said sweetly, moving to his shoulders. She pulled his back against her chest again and was running the cloth down his chest. Oh the joy of having a beautiful woman bathe you.



“Do you ever take two clients at once?” He asked. Maybe she would help him out with something that had been on his mind. She was a professional after all.



“Only if it’s two men. I don’t do women and only two men if I’m paid enough.” She answered honestly. As much as she loved the girls here, she didn’t love girls that much. “What did you have in mind?”



“I was hoping you might be persuaded to allow me to bring a friend here.” He said titling his head and giving her cheek a kiss. “What would you ask for that?”



“350 galleons.” She said turning her own head to kiss his lips.



“That’s it? Only another hundred and fifty?” He asked.



“Well he wouldn’t be able to stay all night. Only about an hour or two. If you wanted to both spend the night that would raise it considerably.” She said giving him another kiss.



“Really?” He said, enjoying the feel as she rinsed soap off his shoulders. She sat up and reached around, pulling her out from behind him and setting her on his lap facing him. He took up the washcloth and taking some soap began lathering her breasts. “Do you really enjoy me that much?” He asked averting her eyes.



“Yes, I do.” She told him honestly, leaning closer as he reached around and scrubbed her back. “Keep in mind though I won’t kiss Harry.”



He paused and looked at her. “Who said anything about Harry?”



“Who else would you be comfortable having a threesome with?” She said with a smirk. He returned it and rinsed away the suds, watching the water slowly flow down her breasts. He blew on her nipples watching them harden.



She took the cloth from his hands and reaching down, soaped up his cock. Ron let his head roll back as she cleaned him. She tossed the washcloth away and stroked the soap off him as he grew hard in her hands. He looked down between them and watched her hand manipulate his cock.



It soon became too much so he reached down and ran his fingertips along her pussy. The water kept them slick but he knew it was lust as well. They leaned in for kisses as they fondled one another.



Ron threw back his head as she slid forward and mounted him. Gripping the sides of the tub tightly he held her eyes in his and watched as she moved on him. There was nothing more vibrant to him then watching a woman use his body to pleasure herself. Pansy rolled her hips over him and held his shoulders as she rode him.



The tub was charmed to prevent splashing so Pansy moved as fast as she wanted. Ron took in the view he had. Her breasts were bouncing as she rocked her hips. Her hair was swinging back and forth but he could still see her face. Her mouth had fallen open and her breaths were shooting out in force with each forward thrust she gave. Her eyes were locked onto his, allowing Ron to see her desire. Her nipples had puckered again and her breasts held a flush from the heat her body was feeling. You can fake expression and noises but you can’t fake the body’s reaction. The blush couldn’t be faked, she was feeling that and he was glad.



He clenched his teeth as he felt the squeezing. Her brow furled hard and her hips moved faster. She leaned closer, pressing her breasts against his chest and kissing him as she came hard. She growled out into his mouth as he grunted with her, his cock hugged tightly.



She sat back on top of him, holding the tub for support. Ron arched his hips upward driving his body onward. She watched him, holding her body still and giving him a smile as he bounced her about.



His head arched back and his neck strained against the force of his orgasm as he came hard. Pansy smiled as her body was thrown upward three times by the force of his hips. Ron settled down and relaxed in the water.



Pansy eased herself off his lap and out of the tub. Grabbing her wand she cast a simple spell to remove all his semen then grabbed a towel. Ron had stood by then and gotten out of the tub. The towels were charmed to dry a whole body faster than normal.



She handed him his clothes and he walked over to the bed to dress. The tub vanished along with any water that had been in the room. It wasn’t needed anymore. She pulled on some jeans and a long sleeved shirt and walked back to him barefoot. The girls rarely wore shoes in their down time, heels caused enough trouble at night, so they gave their feet a rest when they could.



Ron was lacing up his boots. When he stood he pulled a pouch out of his cloak pocket. He counted out several coins and handed them to her. She took them and slid the coins into the drawer of her desk, then faced him again. “How much of that do you get?” He asked.



“65 percent.” She said. “The drawer sends the rest to Helen, when I open it again, my money will be left there.”



“Does she let you keep tips?” He asked.



“Oh yes. Tips are not docked.” She said. He reached in again and pulled out another coin. She tucked the 50 galleon piece into her pocket. “Thank you.”



“What are you going to do now?” He asked sliding his arms around her waist.



“First off lunch, then nothing until this evening.” She ran her hand up and down his arms.



“Will you keep tonight free?” He asked.



“Are you and a friend coming back?” She said lifting an eyebrow.



“If we can see a certain lady here.” He said. She nodded.



“Yes, I won’t be downstairs then, you’ll have to tell her when you get here you made arrangements with me, I’ll let her know to expect you.” She said “What time should I be ready?”



“Between eight and nine, if that’s ok.” He said.



“That’s fine, should I have more snacks too?” She still hadn’t let him go, but he hadn’t either.



“Maybe when Harry leaves we can order a tray?” He said. She nodded, then walked him over to the floo. He put on his cloak and pulled her into a deep kiss. Her body was still hot from before and she reacted to his kiss quickly. But fulfillment would have to wait. He stepped into the floo and left. She allowed herself a moment to smile, then made her way downstairs to grab something to eat.