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The Other Man	By : Danny3125 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 36809 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-The Other Man
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A.N. I probably shouldn't start another story, seeing as I already have trouble updating the ones that I'm currently writing, but the idea for this story keeps banging around inside my head. Anyway, here goes nothing.

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squeak......................squeak...................squeak...........squeak.......squeak.....squeak.....squeak

"ooooooohhhhh.......yessssss..........more...more.............."

Ginny Potter moaned in pure ecstasy as her sweat covered body writhed against another, coming together in a dance as old as time.

The figure thrusting on top of her smirked in smug satisfaction, watching as the matriarch of the Potter family mashed her body against his, seemingly trying to get as much of him inside her as physically possible.

Slowly laying kisses down her neck, he made his way to her swollen breasts, taking the nub of her right breast into his mouth. As expected, little dribbles of milk slowly poured out as he suckled, making its way towards his mouth. Catching it with his tongue, he let the milk flow down his throat while continuing to suckle, trying to get as much of the delicious fluid as he could.

As he suckled, the teat started to crinkle, becoming hard and turning into a spongy nub in his mouth which he flicked with his tongue.

Apparently, Potter was a freak and enjoyed sucking the milk from his wife's breasts when she was pregnant. Thus, he had the Potter matriarch constantly use the lactating spell in order to keep her breasts full of milk.

He gasped in surprise, momentarily releasing the nub as the silky walls of Ginny's pussy tightened around his cock.

Smirking at the little minx's attempts to make him cum, he started to quicken his thrusts, groaning at the stifling heat of her sex as it engulfing him.

How did this happen? Once upon a time, if someone had told him that he would be having an affair with a Weasley/Potter of all people, he would have just scoffed and, deeming them to be mentally unhinged, sent them to an institution for the mentally insane. Still, the evidence of the contrary lay before him, or should he say under him. 36 years old Ginny Potter, the trophy wife of Harry Potter and the mother of two young boys and a girl, writhed beneath him with glazed over eyes as she tried to reach climax, her sweat filled auburn hair clinging to her face in disarray.

Gazing over her mature figure, Draco Malfoy stiffened, grunting "Potter", as he came into the wife of his arch nemesis, Harry Potter, her sheath gripping his cock in orgasm as she reciprocated with a shout of "MMMMMMAAAALLLFFFOOOYYYY!!!"

Neither noticed the seemingly locked door to the master bedroom being slightly bared.

Both would assume that in their hurry, they had forgotten to lock the door.

1 year later >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Harry Potter sighed heavily into his seventh shot of whiskey, rethinking the previous year.

After catching Ginny cheating on him red-handed, he had had his seemingly perfect world torn apart.

The divorce had been fairly simple and straightforward, what with the Wizarding World still being stuck in the previous century, not to mention his own celebrity status. Instead of having a sticky divorce full of lawyers and court like he had expected, the opposite had happened.

How could it not?

He had all the proof, and with Ginny refusing to take the truth potion, she had forfeited any claims she had to the Potter fortune as well as the kids. She had also been disgraced publicly, the rumor's of his new single status as well as the outcome of the divorce being reported in the Daily Prophet.

All in all, he hadn't suffered a knut, financially speaking.

Emotionally, however, he had been practically ruined. His perfect family had been torn apart and his kids would now grow up without a mother, something he had promised would never happen should he decide to start a family due to his own miserable childhood.

But he guessed it just wasn't meant to be.

Ginny, herself, had seemingly realized the gigantic mistake she had made and was now constantly crying and begging for forgiveness whenever she saw him. When asked why she would betray him by sleeping with his worst enemy, she had given a sob story of leading a dull life as a wife and mother, something which she had thought she would never do. That he had been fairly absent from their life, focusing more on his work in the Wizengamot as Lord Potter, than her. He, however, hadn't bought any of it. With his past, trust was a hard thing for him to give, and once it was broken, it could never be regained. So, not only had his own family relations been ruined, but so had his relationship with the Weasley's.

Once the other Weasley's heard about the divorce between him and Ginny, they had been just as shocked as the public. At first angry, they were left speechless when he had told them the reason for his actions. Now, the rest of the family were angry at Ginny for being, in Ron's word, "a two-knut whore." Still, she was a Weasley and despite what she had done, Molly and Arthur had taken her back in and her brothers did their best to be civil to her. It was a quality that, despite his anger, made him value the Weasley family even more. That didn't change the fact, however, that he could never see the Weasley's again. Even though he had full permission to visit whenever he wanted (Molly was trying her best to keep the family together in "these troubled times") didn't mean the tension wasn't there.

For now, he went to the Burrow only during the major holidays, such as Thanksgiving, and only when Ginny wasn't there.

He also did his best to keep James, Albus, and Lily connected with their cousins, often taking them to birthday parties and such. After all, the kids shouldn't have to suffer for his mistakes.

.............His mistakes................ ..........HIS MISTAKES!!!!!!!

Picking up the whiskey, he downed his 8th shot and slammed the shot glass back down.

"I need another shot," Harry grunted, looking at the barkeep, a well built middle-aged man.

"You sure laddie, you already seem to be past your limit!" the barkeep replied, not flinching in the least at the noise. It was a common occurrence at his bar.

Glaring right back, Harry slammed his shot glass on the table again, daring the barkeep to refuse.

To his surprise, however, a dainty, feminine hand came out of nowhere and covered his own as if to calm him down.

Looking up, he was surprised to notice a blurry blond with an hour-glass figure seated to his left.

As the shot he just took started to take effect, he noticed the mysterious women give the barkeep some money before turning towards him. After seemingly talking to him, she proceeded to lead him out of the bar.

The Next Day

As Harry slowly came back to himself, he realized he was in a surprisingly soft bed with something soft and squishy in his hand. Taking a second to get his bearings, he realized he was naked right before the dry throat and hangover hit him.

UGhhhhhhhh!" Groaning in pain, he slowly stumbled out of bed, looking for his underwear.

He wasn't new to these types of situation. After the war had ended, he and Ron had often snuck out of Hogwarts in order to join the many parties being held in his honor. Being the hero himself, he had gotten laid a not so surprising number of times before he had decided to calm down and focus on his relationship with Ginny.

Picking up his clothes and quickly putting them on, he turned around to see who he had slept with last night. As he took stock of the naked blonde laying on the bed, he noticed the face clearly for the first time and froze in shock.

It couldn't be.

.........................."Mrs. Malfoy?!!!"

...Narcissa Malfoy, the mother of his most hated rival lay before him, as nude as the day she was born. As he observed her body, he couldn't help but admire her delectable curves.

He remembered she had been the wet dream of many a school boys, and even he had rubbed one out to the thoughts of her after the Quidditch World Cup in his fourth year at Hogwarts.

With at least D-cup breasts with only a little sag, and a landing strip leading to her currently abused pussy (which was still leaking a little of his cum), Mrs. Malfoy could have posed on the front page of Playboy MILF edition, and still sold out despite her advanced age.

For now, though, he could only look on dumbstruck as Mrs. Malfoy seemed to stir at the sound of her name. Watching as she slowly spread her toned thighs and started rubbing her lower lips, he was struck speechless as she sat up in one big smooth motion.

She seemed to be at ease around him, despite being nude, and gazing into his eyes, arched her eyebrows.

"Is something the matter Mr. Potter?" Mrs. Malfoy asked him, seemingly not recognizing the fact that she and him had obviously slept together last night.

"N...Nothing's wrong, just..........just wondering what happened last night?" Harry replied, still at a lost on what to do.

"Hehehe, you mean despite the fact that we were both naked in bed this morning, you still don't know exactly what we did last night," Narcissa replied to him, her chuckles doing interesting things to her chest.

"My my, I see that some of the rumors going around about you might just be true," she continued.

Wondering what she was implying, Harry doubted it was anything good.

"And what rumors are those exactly?" he fired back.

Not perturbed in the slightest, Narcissa ran her hand through her hair while replying, "The rumors that the Great Harry Potter doesn't know anything about pleasuring women. But thats okay. I can teach you all you need to know, for a price of course."

"W..W..What, I don' t need any help. I can pleasure a women just fine! How dare you imply that I'm impotent. Don't forget that I can still fry Draco in court for breaking honor charges towards an Ancient and Noble House," Harry barked back, becoming angry at his sexual prowess coming into question. It was a question that had haunted him ever since the truth of Ginny's affair had been exposed.

Was he not good enough? Was he perhaps too small? These thoughts had constantly haunted him over the past year and he was thunderstruck at Narcissa's statements.

Narcissa, however, didn't seem the least concerned.

Continuing in her dainty voice, she picked up where she had left off, "the price for these sexual lessons are simple. You don't bring any case against the House of Malfoy due to Draco's foolish actions. The previous war has already seen much of House Malfoy butchered, with its Ancient and Noble title being taken away. Any further negative attention, and I fear what may happen for my House's future, Scorpious's future."

Throughout her explanation, Harry kept a blank face, not revealing any of the inner turmoil he felt at the current topic of their conversation.

Mrs. Malfoy's offer, despite being from an enemy, was one that he just couldn't refuse.

He NEEDED the assurance that he was at least passable in sex, and if Narcissa Malfoy was willing to give him that, then he would do it.

Observing her nude posturing on the hotel bed for another couple of minutes, Harry came to a conclusion.

"Fine, I won't bring Draco to court, but in his stead, I want you to teach me the ways of sexual pleasure, while also swearing an oath that this deal will stay between us only. Is that acceptable?" Harry decided.

He couldn't exactly lie by saying this wasn't also revenge for Draco's affair with his ex-wife. After-all, what better way was there to get revenge than having the knowledge that he was fucking Draco's mother.

Narcissa seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, however, and with a smirk on her face, she rose from the bed, her hair tumbling forward to cover her upper breasts. With a haughty tone in her voice she proceeded to take the oath, and with a flash of light, they completed it.

AN. I will be done with finals in another week and will start updating my other stories soon. I can't wait to put some of these ideas on paper.
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