Fred Weasley was very angry. He had another detention with the toad-faced Umbridge. This time, George did not have a detention with him as he had not been around when Fred had set off the dung bombs. He shuddered to think of spending alone time with the foul teacher doing those terrible lines. He sighed as he opened the door to her office and walked in. Lost in his thoughts, he had forgotten to knock.
As he stepped in, he was surprised by what he saw. Dolores Umbridge sat on top of her desk, the top two buttons of her pink blouse open. Her pink skirt was hitched up high and he could see her creamy thighs. Her legs were crossed and she was sucking a popsicle with her eyes closed. Fred's eyes bulged. Suddenly, he felt aroused. He was attracted to Umbridge. He couldn't believe it but now he was lusting after her.
Umbridge sensed his presence and opened her eyes. She looked surprised for a moment but then she saw the evidence of his arousal and her eyes widened. She grinned and kept aside her popsickle.
"Hem, hem," she did her fake cough and Fred almost let out a moan. The sound was so arousing. She beckoned to him with her fingers.
Fred opened his mouth to say something but no sound came out.
"Come here, Mr Weasley. You're the mischief maker. Let's create some mischief here tonight," she laughed and did some non-verbal spells to lock the door.
"I-what?" Fred asked, surprised.
Umbridge looked at him with hooded eyes. She took off her pink blouse and Fred watched hungrily as the buttons popped.
"Come on Mr Weasley, show me what you got," she murmured and Fred quickly unzipped his pants. He couldn't wait to tell his brother about this.
He walked forward and kissed her. Umbridge tasted very sweet, unlike what he had thought. The two shared a fierce, passionate kiss. He fumbled with her skirt before pushing it down.
"No one, and I mean no one, must know about this Mr Weasley," she breathed and he nodded. Her hands were tugging his red hair. He slowly sucked her boobs and she let out a moan. Then her hand moved to his member and stroked him. He groaned. He couldn't wait.
After a few minutes of kissing and sucking, he pushed himself inside her. He saw lights and Umbridge moaned. He couldn't believe he was fucking a teacher and that too Umbridge but Merlin, was it good.
"Faster," Umbridge screamed and he moved faster inside her. Soon, they both reached the brink of ecstasy.
Fred came inside Umbridge with a moan. The two stayed like that for a moment on the desk.
"That was good Mr Weasley," Umbridge muttered and Fred blushed.
"Are you into whipping, Mr Weasley?" She asked him and his eyes widened. Suddenly, he imagined her whipping him and his arousal increased again. Umbridge smirked.
It was going to be a long detention.