Molly had taken Ron, Ginny, and Harry with her to visit Charlie for a few weeks before school began. Now that Ron and Ginny were they only ones living at home, Arthur would be alone for the first time in years. He stayed home to do work at the Ministry. Hermione was sad she couldn't go along with the Weasley's and Harry, but she had to stay and attend her Muggle cousin's wedding. She olwed the Burrow to see if she could still stay there after the wedding, even though Molly and kids wouldn't be back for a week and a half, if Arthur minded. He of course did not, Hermione had stayed with them for most holidays and was always a considerate house guest, but so much for being alone. He did have the first half of the first week, but found being without any company at night in a house that is usually busting with activity left something to be desired.

Hermione arrived the next afternoon, before Arthur was home from his office. She had known the wards to let herself in, and made herself at home, staying in Percy's old room like she had been doing since his departure from home. She thought she would surprise Arthur with dinner that night since he was so graciously letting her stay there for the remainder of the summer. Hermione smiled when she thought about having dinner alone with him. He was so sweet and funny and brave, she supposed she had half a crush on him. Of course she did, he was older and charming to her. His demeanor out shone the fact that he was well into his forties, turning 47 this year, he still had a thick shock of unruly red hair, and freckles. He was tall and built solid, and must have looked a lot like his son Bill when he was young.

She was so tired of boys her age and tried to ignore them at any cost. She thought she might make a play for Professor Snape this year, thinking that he would be the ultimate challenge for her to be able to seduce him. But for right now she could practice on Arthur. She knew he and Molly didn't sleep together any more. Perhaps she gave him free licenses to find physical love where he could get it.

Hermione busied herself making dinner without her magic to help so it would occupy her time. She was cutting up some veg for a salad when she herd Arthur's cheery tones, she could hear the smile in his voice when he stuck his head through the door and shouted "honey I'm home!"

"Oh Mr. Weasley! I'm so happy to see you! Look I'm making us dinner!" Hermione squealed a bit too happily, and rushed over to hug him. His long arms wrapped around her and she snuggled into him he smelled of spice and fresh air.

"Why that's fantastic Mione! I'm so glad you're here I was beginning to feel lonely, and please call me Arthur dear, Mr. Weasley…That's my father's name."

"I'm glad I'm here too…Arthur." She smiled up at him.

Merlin's beard she has become a woman over the summer. Her firm body was soft in all the right places. I'm sure she didn't notice my eyes raking over her as she went back to preparing dinner. She had on muggle clothes a tiny pair of shorts and a tank top that grazed her midriff, he knew there was a reason he liked muggle things so much. What was going on in his head? This was little Mione he couldn't think that way about her! She was only 18! Granted 17 was the age of consent in the wizard world, but it was still very young. He shook his head was that the only argument he could come up with? Perhaps he should also remember his wife and children, they were like another family to Hermione. But it had been ages since he and Molly were together, that part of their marriage seemed to no be that important to Molly right now she was in full swing of keeping track of her family. Arthur looked longingly at her tiny shorts again, before going off to freshen up before dinner.

He splashed some cold water on his face, but still noticed he had become halfway hard from looking at her. Gods! I had better just take a cold shower he thought. Standing in the ice cold shower he felt better his head was somewhat more clear. Arthur dressed again in a pair of trousers and a button down shirt. Perhaps a drink would calm him down even further. He made his went down to the kitchen, the table was set, and dinner was on it pasta with chicken and a salad. Hermione was nowhere to be seen. Arthur reached up to a cupboard and took out a bottle of firewhisky, poured himself a large one and took a seat. He started to serve himself some salad and she appeared. Hermione was dressed in a flimsy white sun dress, it had spaghetti straps, and came to her knee. It was white and nearly see thru. He could just make out the tight buds of her nipples through the dress. Arthur took a large gulp of his firewhisky and coughed a little. Hermione held the hem of her dress and curtsied low and said "dinner is served ma 'lord." And giggled.

"Get over here sweetie, I'm starving!"

She smiled at him. "I've always wondered. Is that stuff any good?" She asked raising an eyebrow looking at his glass.

"Oh this? It's absolute rubbish." He grinned back at her.

"Really?" she asked.

"Naw, here give it a try Molly isn't here to yell at me."

She leaned in and took the glass from his hand, his fingers brushed the inside of her wrist, and she shivered. She looked deep into his eyes and took a long sip. Her eyes grew big as the liquid poured down her throat, burning slightly, instantly warming her entire body. She smiled.

"Not too bad, I don't suppose I could have one as well do you?' she asked in a timid way.

"I don't see why not, you are eighteen now. But we will keep this just between you and me." Arthur said with a wink. "This dinner looks fantastic Mione!"

"I do like to cook ever so much, it reminds me of potions, only without Snape scowling at me."

He laughed. "Aww come on now Severus isn't so bad."

"Maybe if you aren't his student. Shall we tuck in?"

They ate and talked and drank, after their glasses of firewhisky were gone they drank some nice elf made wine. They talked about what she was going to do after her last year at Hogwarts. Arthur told her that he hopped she would work at the Ministry so he could see her. She smiled at him and thought how sweet he was. Hermione got up to clear the table and was a bit wobbly, she hadn't realized how much she had to drink and how much she didn't eat, because she was too busy talking and smiling the entire time. She took a miss step and bumped the table, instinctively Arthur steadied her, putting his hands on her hips and pulled her to him slightly, she put her arms around his neck and pulled herself to his head and hugged it close to her, he could feel her hard nipples on his cheek, she bent slightly and kissed the top of his head. Promptly she let go and went about clearing the table. Arthur sat there slightly slack jawed, she smelled so good, like warm sweet sugary caramel, good enough to eat. Hermione was at the sink filling it with warm soapy water to wash the dishes.

"You know you can use magic to do that." he smiled at her knowing full well she knew that. She looked over her slim tan shoulder at him and winked.

"Of course I know that, I just like to do it myself sometimes. The warm water feels so good on my hands. You should feel it, I'm sure you have never done the washing up before have you Arthur?" He walked up behind her and put his arms around her and put them into the water. She leaned back into him. Gods she was wonderful he thought to himself. He could feel her tight little arse against his legs.

Hermione let a small moan escape her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing. She had learned a lot from Sirius and Remus at Grimwald place last year. She loved older men there was no denying it, and this time with Arthur was a gift wasn't going to waste it.

She felt him stiffen when she moaned and he leaned down and kissed her neck quickly, not really knowing if he should have done that or not. She wrapped her arm around his head and touched his hair and he kissed her again. She arched her back. He stared at her heaving chest. Quickly she turned around and grabbed his face with both hands and kiss him on the lips very firmly. She breathed loudly threw her nose and licked his lips pressing her tongue into his mouth. She licked his tongue with hers encouraging it into her mouth. He tasted her he and groaned into her mouth.

He placed his hands under her dress on her arse and kneaded the flesh through her lacy panties. Then he lifted her up to carry her over to the lounge to the large sofa. She was light as a feather. Her legs wrapped around him as he carried her, never breaking their kiss. She could feel how big and hard he was through his trousers and it was resting on a very wet and hot part of her body. She wiggled her arse so she could rub herself against him. He pulled his head back, "My gods, Hermione! You are an eager little witch aren't you?" Arthur half shouted at her. She just looked into his eyes and giggled. With that he sat down on the sofa, with her on his lap straddling him.

Hermione lifted up her dress over her head to reveal her perfect round breasts, so very firm and her dark hard nipples. Her hair had been up in a clasp and she let it loose it flowed over her shoulders and the ends were even with her nipples. Arthur bent his head down and took one in his mouth and sucked on it, twirling his tongue around its peak. Hermione threw her head back and sighed. Her fingers were working as fast as they could to unbutton his shirt. She pushed his head back so she could get at it better. Finally she just yanked it and all the buttons came popping off. He looked at her semi shocked and she smiled at him and kissed him again this time harder and ground herself on his lap. His hands went into her hair and he delighted at the feel of her breasts rubbing against his chest. He was sure his hairy chest was tickling her precious little nipples.

"I want you so bad." she moaned. In response he laid her on the couch and pulled her panties down and off. He sat back looking at her fully naked and shrugged off his open shirt. She was perfect. Her sex had a thin strip of hair on it, he looked at it then up to her.

"It's what the Muggles call a Brazilian Strip." She informed him matter-o-factly. He smiled a broad smile thinking to himself how he loved Muggle know-how.

He leaned down and kissed her breasts and her flat belly, then moved on to her hips and her thighs he lifted her backside up and held her in his hands. His mouth even with her fresh young pussy. He stuck his tongue on her clit, she jerked her hips up to him, and he let his tongue slide down her folds, and into her she was so wet. She let out a long deep moan and tangled her fingers in his thick hair. He continued to lap at her, tonguing her hole and sucking her clit, she bucked at his face.

"Oh gods Arthur, I'm going to cum." She shrieked and with that exploded with a loud gasp. He had to hold her hips so she wouldn't break his nose she was humping his tongue so hard. Her sweet juices gushed out of her, he was there eagerly licking them all up.

Her lust was very apparent in her eyes now as she sat up urging him to do the same. "It's your turn now." She said in a silky voice. She positioned herself on the floor kneeling between his legs. Her hands at his belt and buttons in a flash. She was tugging and pulling at his pants enthusiastically, finally she had them open and pulled his underwear and pants off completely, stumbling in the process and falling back against the table in front of the sofa. Her legs splayed wide apart. She started to laugh, it was a funny sight his pant half over her head her arms resting on the table her legs in the air. Arthur chuckled too and grabbed and her hand and pulled her back forward on to her knees again. "Are you ok my love?" He asked her as she continued to giggle.

"Oh I think I'm way better than all right. You sit back Mr. Weasley, and enjoy yourself. I want to kiss that beautiful cock of yours." She looked down at his crotch. He was endowed with a truly magnificent member. Around eight inches and very very thick. It jutted up from a nest of fiery curls.

She placed her lips at the tip and gently kissed it like she was giving someone a peck on their cheek. He sighed. Her tongue came out and circled the head and she ran it all the way down to the base on the top of his cock then back to the head then all the way down to the base on the bottom side. "Mmmmm you taste so good." she said and took a huge amount of him into her mouth. Her small hand came up and grasped the part of the shaft that wasn't in her mouth and she pulled forward with it to meet her lips, the pulled back down to the base as she let his head pop out of her mouth. She spit on the head and pulled her hand up to lubricate the rest of his shaft to make stroking it more pleasant for him, and went back to sucking him off and stroking him.

He knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer. He nearly came just kissing her and eating her. It had been such a long time. He tried to stiffen his resolve. Think about Quiddich, he thought.

The she brought her other hand up and cupped his big hairy balls, and the shock sent him through the roof. He screamed her name and continued to grunt like an animal while he shot wave after wave of hot cum in to her mouth. She readily accepted all of it and swallowed it down.

"Merlin's beard you hot little witch! You are so good, so good." He gasped

She smiled up at him wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand. She crawled back up on to his lap and sat with her head curled into his neck. He was still breathing hard. She lazily rubbed the back of his head, and he held her other hand in his. "That was the most amazing thing that has happened to me in a very long time" He said honestly.

"The night is young, like me, I don't think we've begun to experience the most amazing things yet to come tonight." He looked at her with a slightly shocked expression, and held her closer.