Gabrielle's new job

Harry was simply told Gabrielle was now his secretary. He hadn't seen the girl in years, not since she was a kid, but suddenly he was told her parents asked for her to work here, and somehow it worked. He suspected either money or Allure as why, but he didn't know why they bothered, secretary for the Head Auror was good, but not near the best for someone as smart and connected as Gabrielle.

But upon seeing her those thoughts flew out the window, as did every other thought that wasn't incredibly horny. Gabrielle was in an English robe so small it was basically a mini dress, and stiletto heels.

She got to the desk and bent over it, letting him see right down her dress, no bra in sight just her large, Double D's. She ran a tongue over red lips, and all Harry could think of was how plump they were.

"'Arry? May I serve?" Her voice was audible sin.

"What?" He gasped, as if he was the teen and not the other way around.

She giggled, and wiggled, and he was sucked back into her cleavage. "May I start?" She asked, gesturing at the paperwork she needed. He shakily handed it to her.

She winked and turned away, dropping her quill 'by accident' and leaning over in front of him. He learned she also didn't have panties on, and his cock HURT.