Working Girl | By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8440 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“I found someone to do it.” Ron said.
“Found who to do what?” Harry asked as the two sat in Ron’s kitchen having lunch.
“I found a girl to take us both.” Harry stopped eating for a moment, staring at Ron.
“You did?” He was getting excited. “Who?”
“Pansy Parkinson.” Ron said, grinning.
“What? How did you get her to agree?” Harry said, getting over his shock to continue eating.
“I found her last night. She works at the brothel Justin had his bachelor party at.”
“What?! She works there. How did that happen?” He had managed to continue eating, despite how disgusting he looked with food in his mouth as he walked.
“She mentioned an uncle, but I didn’t get the whole story, it wasn’t my business.”
Harry grinned. “So you paid her?”
“Yes, I did. And she was worth it.” Ron smiled as he took a drink.
“So she said she’d do it, but does she know it’s me?” Harry asked.
“She knew right away. She figured you’d be the only one I’d have a threesome with.” Harry thought for a moment then shrugged. It made sense.
“How much?” He asked taking a drink.
“350 for both of us. But she said you can only stay an hour or two.”
“That’s what I figured. Wait, what do you mean me? Are you going to stay longer?” He asked, pointing with his beer bottle.
“Yes.” Ron said taking a bite, ignoring the knowing glance from his friend. “She won’t kiss either.”
“She won’t kiss or she won’t kiss me.” Harry said grinning at him again.
“She won’t kiss you.” Ron said.
“That hurts my feelings.” He said, with a chuckle. Ron began laughing. “You must have made quite an impression.” He said leaning back in his chair. Ron lifted his eyebrows smiling. “So when and where?” Harry asked, finishing his drink.
“Tonight at 8. Be at Knockturn Alley about ten minutes beforehand and I’ll meet you there.”
“Ok mate, see you there.” Harry apparated away. Both men were anxious for the night to come.
After she had lunch, Pansy spoke to Helen.
“So he’s coming back again is he?” She said with a huge smile.
“Yes, and he’s bringing a friend.” Pansy told her. The robust blonde lady let out a laugh that shook her huge tits.
“Nice. How much did you ask?” Helen let the girls set their own rates, depending on what they were asked to do, asking that they keep the amounts over a hundred for the basic visit of course. That gave her enough to keep the house running well for them and gave them enough for themselves.
“350, because one of them will only stay an hour or two.” Helen nodded.
“Who else is coming?” She asked.
“Harry Potter.” Helen widened her eyes.
“The Harry Potter eh? Well now, you’ll have a nice story to tell tomorrow.” Helen gave a hearty laugh. Pansy liked the woman. She made life here nice and would not tolerate men harming her girls. This business should be about fun and sex, not abuse. If anyone came here asking for something like that, she escorted them to the door. Her girls were not to be used that way. There were other brothels for that behavior. “I’ll take them upstairs when they arrive.” Helen told her.
She made sure to take her monthly potions that protected her from pregnancy and infections, and she told the kitchens she would be ordering food about 9 or 10 that evening. Some gentleman paid just to have dinner with girls, so having food ready that late was common.
She was in her room now, thinking about what Ron said. Maybe she should start a book, since it was a down time. And if it ended up being bad idea she could always burn the parchments.
Taking a seat at her table, she wrote for the next few hours, pausing only once for a light nap. She was surprised at how fast her quill moved. The papers seemed to write themselves. Maybe this book would do well. She had taken to adding her own thoughts in as she told her story. It took on an autobiography style and she found it wrote much better that way.
Would anyone be interested in her story or even want to know what her and the other girls dealt with. If women bought the book they would sympathize with the background stories of the girls she lived with. If men bought it they would be riveted by the encounters and fascinated that there was someone out there who asked for something more unusual then what they wanted.
Setting the parchments inside her drawer, she went downstairs for a small plate of food, nothing heavy, then began to clean up for the night.
She would never admit it to anyone, but she was looking forward to Ron’s visit. It was the first time she was enthusiastic for a client. She wondered if he would spend the night again.
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