Tension
Hermione was twenty-five and living the good life. She had grown up and grown up good. Her bushy brown hair was now sleek and wavy. It fell just slightly past her shoulder blades. She filled out in all the right places, curves that no man could resist. But they were only for one man. And that man was Ronald Weasley.
Ron too had grown up and became the man of Hermione's dreams. They had been together since the final battle and now they were engaged. Yes things in Hermione's life were going great. Even her job made her happy.
Working at the ministry had proven to be much more interesting than she thought it would be. Though she wasn't fighting dark wizards and witches like Harry and Ron she was saving lives. She was the head of the medical department and the number one healer in the England wizarding community.
She got along quite well with all of the people she worked with except one. One Fleur Weasley tended to make her job a little harder than she'd like it. The entire ministry could see the tension between the two of them and assumed that it was just a competitive thing, but what they didn't see was that is wasn't just normal tension. It was sexual.
Fleur's long blonde hair and trim figure drove Hermione crazy. And Hermione's curves had Fleur in a trance. Neither of them had told each other their attraction but they could both tell. They wanted what they couldn't have, each other.
It was a normal day at the ministry and Hermione was in her office going over some paper work. Ron was out of town so there was no rush to get home. There was a slight tap at her office door.
"Come in," She called.
The blonde goddess walked into Hermione's office and instinctively Hermione held her breath.
"I've got the paperwork you asked for." Fleur said
Hermione didn't answer she just nodded and looked down at the forms she was filling out. She had to control herself and calm down. It was so hard for her to not to stare at her when she passed her in the halls, but now in the same room as her Hermione had to will herself not to look. 'Soon she'll be gone and I can get on with the rest of my day,' She thought to herself.
The sound of the door closing was her cue to start breathing again. Hermione stood up still looking at her desk and with her eyes closed she slowly stretched her arms over her head. Once she was done she opened her eyes and noticed Fleur was still standing in her office.
Hermione opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Fleur took this to her advantage and strode over to the younger girl and dropped the paperwork on her desk and pulled Hermione forcefully into her.
Fleur crashed her lips into Hermione's and all of the built up tension they shared was released into the kiss. Neither one felt guilty for the kiss even as it deepened. Hermione bit the bottom of Fleur's soft lips and instinctively Fleur opened her mouth. Wasting no time they explored each other's mouth and let there tongues spar. They both fit perfectly together and they knew it.
The next thing Hermione knew was she was pushing up against the older witch with as much pressure she could exert. In the mist of there intense kissing Fleur ended up sitting on the edge of Hermione's desk and hands were roaming. Fleur was working on unbuttoning Hermione's pants while she was concentrating teasing Fleur's breasts.
Rolling thumb over Fleur's erect nipples and squeezing them slightly. Fleur succeeded in getting Hermione's pants off and now pushed hard against her throbbing clit. Hermione fought back the moan in her throat.
Taking her attention away from Fleur's breast, Hermione moved her hand to spread apart the older girls legs. Making her way up Fleur's skirt she noticed that she was wearing crotch less panties.
This made it easy to find her radiating core and Hermione stroked it firmly. At the same time Fleur was rubbing the younger witch's clit with the same firmness.
Hermione spread her legs more giving Fleur the access she needed. Fleur wasted no time and slip two fingers into Hermione. Hermione let out a low animalist growl as she thrusted onto Fleur's fingers.
The pleasure that was now sweeping over her did not stop her from doing the same to Fleur. She too thrust two fingers into the older girl causing Fleur to moan into Hermione's mouth.
They both increased the tempo and matched each other's rhythm. Thrusting hard onto one another, Hermione was teetering on the edge and Fleur could feel it. To hold in her scream of pleasure Hermione kissed Fleur hard and then came onto her hand.
As Hermione rode out the end of her orgasm she continued to thrust into Fleur. Her walls were contracting around Hermione's fingers and she was so close. As the wave of pleasure came over Fleur she dug her nails into Hermione's back.
Both breathing heavily, Hermione pulled away from Fleur. Both still had their fingers inside of one another. Fleur withdrew her fingers from the younger girl and licked the juices from one of her fingers and presented the other to Hermione.
She licked the juices from the presented finger and one last time thrust hard into Fleur. Causing her to throw her head back in pleasure and moan loudly. Steadying herself she placed her hands behind her on the desk.
Hermione withdrew her fingers from Fleur and sat back into her chair. Their ragged breathing filled the office. Slowly Fleur slid off of the desk and started to fix herself. Once she felt satisfied that her appearance was presentable she walked out of the office without saying a word.
Days, weeks and months passed. Yet they never spoke of what happened in Hermione's office that day. Hermione though that maybe the tension between them would subside after there "incident", but it didn't. It continued and now it was even higher than ever.