The Office

Dear Hermione,

I’ve got a meeting in 20 minutes but due to my hectic work schedule I missed lunch today. So I am giving you two minutes to get over here and allow me to eat you before I do something foolish like fuck my secretary.

Draco

With a smirk on his face, Draco sent the letter off to his girlfriend with his fastest owl. He’d been dating Hermione now for 2 months and he was pleased to say that so far their sex life remained as insatiable as it had ever been. She was an amazing in every aspect of her life but Draco really treasured her talent in the bedroom. She could have him screaming her name three ways from Sunday with little effort and he loved every second of it.

He glanced at his office clock and frowned. Two minutes and thirty-four seconds had past and he was still sitting alone in his office. Perhaps she hadn’t gotten the owl? Or perhaps she was in a meeting of her own? Then suddenly, a sharp knock sounded at his door and he smirked once more as his girlfriend strode confidently into the room.

“Mr Malfoy” she greeted him formally.

“Miss Granger” he responded, “If you’d be so kind as to shut the door behind you”

He didn’t miss the faint signs of a smile as she turned to close the door.

“So… you were going to fuck your secretary?” she asked, quietly.

“Oh long and hard” he answered smugly, “But since you’re here if you wouldn’t mind coming to sit on my desk”

He watched her as she moved to stand in front of him. Slowly, he slide his chair on wheels back a fraction so she could slide onto his desk, right on top of some of the notes he’d been making for his fast approaching meeting. Once she was settled, he pulled her legs up to rest of his shoulders, careful not to impale himself upon her high heels.

“Are you wearing them?” he breathed huskily against her inner thighs.

She moaned quietly, “Why don’t you find out?”

He trailed his hand up her thigh and strayed cautiously until he reached the crotch of her panties. There he groaned with pure lust. His fingers toyed with the small zipper that was embedded there – a gift he’d given her so he was able to access her quickly and without having to go through the all too time consuming task of removing her panties.

“Fuck Granger” He whispered, “I fucking love that you’re wearing my gift. I’ve just gotten so hard it’s killing me. All I want right now is to ram myself straight into you and never leave your tight heaven”

Hermione moaned again as she felt him pull the small zip down, undoing the crutch of the panties, leaving her wet opening exposed to him. Full access, just like he’d wanted.

“Lay back my sweet” he growled as he placed a hand on her shoulder to push her down.

Now Hermione lay almost completely horizontal with her legs upon his shoulders and the rest of her body splayed across his desk. Once she’d completed his order, Draco wasted no time. According to his desk clock, they had 13 minutes until his company’s latest clients arrived for their meeting with him.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day my pet. I’ve been day-dreaming about the taste of your pretty pussy all morning – its been driving me crazy”

Then, without warning, Draco plunged his tongue inside her sweet folds and deep inside her. She didn’t disappoint him, he noted, as a flush of her sweet liquids met his mouth. He groaned as he began to devour her like a starving man devours his first meal in days.

“Oh fuck” he moaned against her, “Fuck you taste so sweet”

Hermione could barely contain herself. She was trying her best not to thrash around on his desk – very mindful that he had a meeting very soon – but she was finding the task so very hard. Draco was very good at what he did. She could feel his tongue deep inside her, twisting itself around, reaching for points she knew would cause her to come undone again and again.

“Oh Draco” she moaned.

Suddenly, a loud beeping noise filled the room and Hermione almost cursed the person causing the interruption.

“Ah Mr Malfoy?” the voice of Draco’s secretary spoke uncertainly, “Which files will you be needing for your meeting with Shore & Co?”

Unfazed, Draco withdrew his tongue from deep inside Hermione and instead replaced it with two of his very able fingers.

“I’ll be needing the files with the new building plans, the office layouts and the budget spread sheets Nadine” he spoke clearly and calmly.

As the buzzer once more fell silent, Malfoy turned back to survey Granger.

“She knows you’re in here and she knows what we’re doing” he spoke huskily, “That’s why she’s interrupting us my little lion cub. She doesn’t want us to continue what we’re doing”

Swiftly, he removed his fingers and dove into her once more as Hermione groaned softly.

“Oh Draco – please – please - don’t stop again”

He plunged his tongue roughly back into her once more, feeling her inner muscles constrict around him slightly and growled, digging his fingers hard into Hermione’s thighs.

“No food could ever taste as good as you my pet. I could eat you out night and day and never get bored with your taste”

Suddenly, the buzzer sounded again and Hermione almost cried with frustration.

“Ah Mr Malfoy? Mr Gorman and Mr Shore are here from Shore & co. Should I send them through?”

Once more, Draco had to remove himself from deep within Hermione to answer her.

“Give me two minutes Nadine and then send them in”

With his fingers now, once more, pumping into Hermione, Draco reached across his desk to pull her into sitting position.

“This is it Hermione. I need you to come for me now. Give me the meal I’ve been dreaming about all day. Come for me now baby, come for me”

Suddenly, his tongue joined his fingers and Hermione almost screamed in sheer pleasure.

“Oh Draco” she cried, “Oh I can’t breathe”

She could feel him attack all her pleasure points ruthlessly and she knew she was only seconds away from coming. She could feel the all too familiar tightening in her lower belly as pleasure swept across her.

“Oh I’m coming” she breathed, “I’m coming Draco”

With a groan of pleasure, Draco felt her explode and hungrily lapped at her juices as they flowed straight from her and into his mouth. No matter how many times he did this, he could never get enough of how Hermione tasted. He greedily pressed his mouth hard into her hoping to catch every last drop from her, before he moved down to suckle at her inner thighs finding a drop or two that had escaped him. All the while, Hermione sat on his desk panting hard, trying to catch her breath. Happily, Draco finally sat back in his chair, his hand falling over his hard erection straining through his pants, stroking gently to relieve some of the pressure.

After a minute of this, Hermione spoke.

“I guess I should get going” she spoke quietly, “You’re meetings about to begin”

He chuckled as he shook his head, “Oh no my little Gryffindor. Don’t even think about it. You see I might now be quiet fulfilled and no longer hungry but I now have a rather large problem going on down here”

He stroked his cock gently once more before he pulled Hermione from his desk and straight onto his lap in his chair. He ground roughly against her, causing them both to moan quietly loudly.

“No. I don’t need you to leave. In fact I forbid it. Instead, I need you to get on your sweet little knees and crawl under my desk there. You’re going to help me get through this meeting quite…. pleasurably”

Hermione blushed as she got his meaning but allowed him to push her gently under his desk. Luckily, his desk had a back built onto it and no one would ever know she was under there…well except Nadine. Her blush deepened as she found herself face to face with Draco’s cock, which was creating quite a tent in his tailored pants. She heard him buzz Nadine to tell her to show his clients through but was hardly fazed as she worked on controlling her nerves. He’d never been this risky with her before.

Suddenly, Draco’s crotch disappeared from her sight as he stood to shake hands with the two men and indicate that they should take a seat. Then, it was back there before her and Draco’s hand slide down smoothly to unzip his zipper and remove himself from his boxers – this way he was all ready and waiting for her.

“So gentlemen” Draco began, “I thank you for choosing Malfoy Inc. to invest your money with and I can assure you that the plans I’ve had drawn up for the design and development of your new office building will satisfy you greatly.”

Taking a deep breath, Hermione slide forward to reach the tip of her tongue out to gently graze upon Draco’s enormous length. She always worried when it came to this; she feared he’d never fit properly inside her mouth. Yet still, she used her tongue to spread his pre-cum around his tip.

Above the desk, Draco was trying hard not to moan as he felt Hermione begin her ministrations of him. This meeting, he realised, was going to have to be a short one. He suddenly doubted he would last long, as he gazed upon the faces of his two elderly clients.

“So we have set a time next week to come out onto the building site to survey the progression of our development and I will make sure that I, personally, am there to meet with you. Now if you will open up the folders my secretary handed you on your way in, you will find out imagined design of your office lay outs. Do we see any problems there gentlemen?”

Hermione took another deep breath and she focussed on relaxing her throat as he slowly took Draco into her mouth. She instantly felt as if her air supply had been cut off but she knew if she just continued to breathe that she’d be ok. She began to move forward and backwards, taking him in and out, applied pressure as she went. She wasn’t at all surprised when she felt one of Draco’s hands reach down and weaved inside into her hair. No matter how many times she did this, he always liked to set the pace. He roughly pushed her forward and back faster, gently thrusting into the back of her throat as she went.

Draco felt himself begin to break out in a sweat, as he reached for his handkerchief to dab his face while his two elderly clients were going over the office lay out design. Hermione’s mouth was so tight and wet, as he knew it would be, and he was having trouble remaining in control of himself. All he wanted to do was push himself roughly into her mouth until he was buried to the hilt and then fuck her mouth remorselessly but he knew it could not happen. For one, the elderly gentlemen might notice his rough thrusting movements under his desk and, two, if they didn’t notice the rough thrusting movements then they would definitely hear Hermione’s gagging noises as she struggled to breathe.

“These layouts all seem perfectly fine Mr Malfoy” Mr Gorman spoke, “Now if we could move onto the budget…”

Hermione could feel the muscles around her mouth begin to cramp as Draco increased her pace. His clients were addressing him though so he’s had to loosen his control on her in order to focus on the content of his meeting and this was when Hermione suddenly felt like having some fun. She sped up her pace once more but also increased her suction of him whilst reaching inside his boxers to fondle his balls. She knew this drove him insane and he would also come soon after she began this little routine of hers.

“Ahhhhhhh” Draco suddenly heard himself groaned as Hermione cupped his balls and sucked on him even harder.
He glanced towards his two clients who were suddenly looking at him horrified.

“I’m sorry” he spoke trying to sound unaffected, “I had Indian for lunch and I fear it has gone bad. Its doing wonders for my stomach. I fear I may have to cut our meeting a little bit short”

Mr Shore glanced at Draco worriedly, “Mr Malfoy I think you should get yourself of to St Mungos. You’ve broken out in a sweat and you don’t look at all well. I think Mr Gorman and myself shall see ourselves out and perhaps arrange another meeting with you in a day or two when you’re feeling a little better”

Draco watch with relief almost, as the two men gathered together their things and rushed swiftly from his office. He thought he heard Mr Gorman mutter something about him being contagious before he cried out again.

“Ahhhh fuck Granger”

Suddenly, he felt himself explode inside her mouth and he almost cried with relief.

Hermione felt his hot, salty cum spray down the back of her throat and moaned. She loved how he tasted. So many of her friends expressed their hatred of blowjobs claiming that their boyfriends cum tasted horrid but Hermione quite liked the taste – which was lucky for Draco as he liked to get his blowjobs more then twice weekly.

“Fuck Granger. Your mouth- oh sweet Merlin – that mouth of yours is amazing. It’s so hot and so- oh fuck! I think I may come again! Yes. Lets do that again Granger, don’t you dare move. Give me one minute”

She watched as he grasped his flaccid erection in his hand and began to pump himself roughly.

“Oh fuck,” he hissed, “Fuck I love your mouth, I love how hot and tight it is. How your dirty little tongue swirls all over me”

Hermione watched him wank off fascinated but gasped when suddenly his expensive leather shoe found its way between her silky thighs and began to rub against her in time to his wanking.

“Oh feel me. Feel me rubbing against you. Get wet for me Hermione. I’m not even close to being through with you. Oh you’re so hot, you’re so tight, get wet Hermione”

She felt it then, then wetness engulf her once more and she moaned. Draco pushed his chair back from his desk and reach down to pull Hermione out from underneath his desk, pulling her along so she remained on her knees but now knelt where he could see her.

“Suck me off” he commanded her roughly, “I want your hot little mouth to take me in. Do it now”

She didn’t even need to hesitant. Once more, Hermione took Draco into her mouth and began to suck him roughly. She knew he wouldn’t last long.

“You’re blouse” he growled, “Undo the buttons but leave it tucked into your skirt. Oh FUCK Hermione you feel so good. I’m going to come. I’m going to come. Kneel back. I’m going to come all over you’re gorgeous tits, kneel back”

He pushed her back to sit against her heels as he took his trembling cock and aimed his cum to spray all over her magnificent breasts.

“FUCK!” he screamed, “Oh Merlin! Oh – OH!”

The couple took a minute to breathe, as Draco came down from his high. Hermione was still very much aroused and still very much covered in Draco’s cum but she didn’t dare clean herself off. She knew he liked to see her this way.

“Stand up” Draco growled suddenly.

Hermione took his offered hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet.

“Bend over my desk”

Almost relieved, Hermione did as she was told. She was so turned on her legs felt weak and she dreamed of something to lean upon.

Draco wasted no time; he ran his hands up the back of her thighs, lifting her skirt as he did so. This time he reached up and removed the crotch-less panties, while he greatly respected the inventor of such a brilliant piece of lingerie, Draco found the zipper tended to rub harshly against him from this position and he wanted to avoid any injury to his once-again aching member.

“I love you’re arse Granger. I love how firm it is. It makes it so easy for me to hold onto as I bury myself into you”

On the word bury, Draco thrust roughly into Hermione from behind, both of them moaning with pleasure as he did so. His rhythm was fast but neither of them seemed to mind.

“Oh Granger. I dream about this. I dream about taking you like this. I dream about taking you any way I can get you. Do you dream about me?”

“Oh – yes – ah- yes Draco” she cried out.

He was ramming into her hard and fast as they both panted harshly. The papers on his desk were slowly getting creased but they didn’t care. Draco reached around and grabbed her breast, cupping them, squeezing them and dragging his thumbs gently over her nipples.

“These breasts Hermione – dripping with my cum – they’re mine aren’t they Hermione? No other man shall ever touch them or see them shall he? They belong to me. You belong to me”

In the past, Hermione would have had trouble admitting this. The past Hermione would have panicked as sudden thoughts of forced house-makership were forced upon her, but the present Hermione, the Hermione who’d been dating Draco now for 2 months knew that he respected her for wanting to work, for wanting to earn her own wage and that when he claimed ownership of her it was possession rather then enslavement.

“Oh I’m yours Draco. Forever. No man shall ever touch me, shall ever see me, no man shall ever compare to you”

These were the right words and Hermione knew it as once more he exploded inside her, crying out her name with unashamed abandonment. She followed him only a second later, clutching onto the desk for support.

“Oh Merlin” she breathed, her body well and truly exhausted now.

“Have I worn you out?” Draco panted in her ear as he pressed a sweet kiss to her neck.

“You have” she replied, “I don’t know how I will ever go back to work”

He chuckled, “Don’t. You’re boss is a perverted arsehole anyway”

He giggled, “He is. He really is”

When the buzzer sounded both jumped, unsure – at first- as to what had made the noise but as they came back to reality and they slowly remembered their surroundings the couple begin to stir to life.

“Yes Nadine?” Draco answered the buzzer as Hermione flicked her wand and cleaned all the fluids from all over her body.

“Mr Malfoy I was just wanting to remind you that you’ve got a meeting with Mr Barnes this afternoon at 3pm”

Draco sighed, “Cancel it. In fact, cancel my entire schedule for the rest of the day. Then buzz down to level 5 and tell them that I’ve decided to give Hermione Granger the rest of the day off”

Hermione looked up at him shocked. Draco never let them take the rest of the day off after a shag, usually he was straight back into business once they were cleaned and satisfied.

“Ok sir” Nadine answered, “What reason shall I give them?”

With a roll of his eyes Draco responded, “Oh I don’t know Nadine. Tell Mr Barnes my girlfriend gave me the best blowjob of my life and I’m simply exhausted after it and tell level 5 I’ve take my girlfriend home to continue our office romp in the privacy of my home after a nice big lunch”

He gazed upon Hermione who was blushing crimson red with embarrassment and took her hand, in a second they were gone and the office was bare. The only signs remaining of their coupling was the ruffled paper upon the desk and the slight stench of sex that filled the air.