The Alternative to Matrimony

Ron walked into the hotel room. He was aggravated. Pansy’s house would be ready for her tomorrow. His latest business dealing had proved very profitable. His sister completed her training and was now a full fledged Auror. But the fact that he saw the wife today soured his mood.



She complained yet again about him being gone. He didn’t know why she even cared? When he was home, it wasn’t as if she made him feel welcome. It seemed like she nagged about his absences because it was expected. Just like sex was expected, but it was obvious she didn’t enjoy it.



It was his house and he didn’t even want to be in it. Well, she would be complaining a lot more often, not that he had Pansy. He would be spending more of his time with her.



He glanced around the room. It was quiet. Did she go out? He should have sent Leeky with a message that he was coming by. The remains of her dinner were sitting on the table, along with a few magazines and the parchments he left.



He glanced down and saw one issue he already had, and another he had yet to get. Why would Pansy have these? He flipped through it and saw the images of various wizards he had dealt with. Then he saw the article on him and his wife. Was this why she bought it?



His looked up and saw her asleep on the bed. Flat on her back with a book in her lap and one beside her. He slowly moved over to her. She was a beauty indeed, with her smooth features, and pale skin. Her black hair gave her a glow.



Ron let out a breathe as he looked at her book. It was open to a photo pf a man and woman. The man was on his back, while the woman straddled him and rocked on his cock. She was rubbing her breasts against his chest and she was planting kisses on his face.



Ron grinned. Studying now, was she. He leaned closer and saw thay she had underlined several points from the text. ‘eye Contact’, ‘speak to your partner’, ‘ask your partner if he is enjoying your movements’, ‘admit your fantasies’, ‘keep contact by kisses’.



So, his little paramour was trying to take more initiative. He let out a chuckle as he looked from her to the book again. He flipped a few pages and saw that she had made notes on several pages. He stopped at another page.



This one was doggy style. The couple moved slowly and in perfect harmony. He looked at her notes on the side. ‘Would Ron like this?’ Ron did like it, but had others he liked more. He looked down at another note. ‘I couldn’t see him.”



He had to smile. She liked contact as much as he did. He knew that from the first night. He only had to mention once that he didn’t like closed eyes. He smiled wider as he looked at the passages she underlined, ‘reach around for clitoral stimulation’, ‘he can whisper in your ear’, ‘tell him what movements you like best’.



Interesting. Very interesting. She was apparently a firm believer in talking to her partner. Well, if Ron liked anything, it was talking.



He leaned down and kissed her cheek. He didn’t move. He leaned down and kissed her neck. She shuffled a little. Ron opened his lips and sucked gently on her skin. She gave a little groan and arched. Ron moved up and held his lips over hers, brushing then softly.



Her eyes fluttered open. She smiled when she saw Ron’s eyes above hers. Then her eyes shot open as her hand drifted to the book in her lap. Ron smirked.



“I didn’t mean to interrupt your studies.” He whispered, kissing her again. She blushed but didn’t look away.



“I was just taking some notes.” She said.



“I saw that. You also had some questions written down didn’t you?” He said.

She nodded. “Well, then. I think can help you find the answers.” He helped her sit up, then tossed his cloak aside and kicked off his shoes. Sitting behind her, he pulled her between his thighs and got comfortable. “No, why don’t we start at the beginning.” He flipped to the beginning of the book.