Hermione sat on the couch, a magazine in hand, as she waited for the two boys to get finished. She tried to pretend that it wasn't bothering, but she couldn't lie to herself... Not anymore.

She used to pretend that it didn't bother her. She used to pretend to be blind with all the looks her husband and their bestfriend were giving each other. She used to pretend she was deaf to the sounds they made when they think she wasn't listening or when they think it'd take ehr too long to get back.

Just like right now.

She could hear the loud moans. She could hear the swearing. She could even hear the sound of their skin against the other's and she didn't know how she should take it.

She loved Ron. Loved him more than anyone could actually know. More than she could actually show. She could remember how hurt she felt when Ron accused her of being in love with Harry. When he accused her of choosing Harry over him a few years ago. It hurt... because she knew deep inside the accusations were true as well.

She harbored feelings for Harry- feelings that she never acted on. Deep inside, a part of her loved Harry more than a brother. She knew Ron and Harry were more than friends as well, even back in school, and she was a bit jealous of that as well. If Ron could get them both...

She wanted them both as well.

"Good morning," Ron greeted as he came down the stairs and found Hermioneclreaing the table. Harry patting his already full stomach. e leaned in and kissed her soft lips. "Any left for me?"

"Of course, Ron," hermione smiled and grabbed a full plate from the corner of the counter and placed it on the table. She accidentally sropped the spoon and bent over to pick it up.

Ron got a full view of her round arse peeking through her very short shorts and smirked to himself. He wasn't the only one. Harry raised an eyebrow, his eyes going a little wide. He could practically see everything she had to offer since that morning. She was wearing a very large shirt, but it was also very thin. The whole morning he could help but stare at her chest while they ate, it being clearly seen through the thin farbric.

"Oh, Ron," Hermione started as she straightened and handed him the spoon. "I'm going to see Ginny so I might be out for a while. Do you two have any plans for today?"

"Maybe go play a quidditch game or two," Harry shrugged.

"Yeah. Broom rides are always fun," Ron smirked, glancing at Harry who was fighting a flush on his cheeks.

"Okay. You boys behave. I'll just go get ready."

Hermione bent over and kissed the top of Ron's head and both boys were able to see her breast through the low neckline of the over large shirt.

Harry sat alone in the Weasley's backyard, polishing off his new 's not like he even played quidditch anymore, but he still did like to fly every once in a while to relieve himself from stress.

Suddenly, there was a pair of muscular arms winding around his waist, the targe hand cupping his crotch.

"I'd rather have you polish my wood," ron whispered hotly in his ear, rubbing his slowly awakening member.

"Ron..." he groaned, trying to mvoe away. "Hermione-"

"Already left," the red head cut it, kissing his neck. "We can do whatever we want."

Harry tried to move away but the arm around him prevented from letting him move more than an inch, insistently rubbing on his crotch. "Merlin, Ron... You're insatiable. Aren't you satisfied with Hermione? I heard you two going at it just befoer she left."

"Listening, were you?" Ron chuckled. "Oh, Hermione satisfies me, alright... But I am insatiable. Surprisingly, so is she. You wouldn't even believe the things we do."

"I'd rather not know you two's sex life."

"really? it's really quite hot. It can make you cum without having sex. I get hard just thinking about it." He pressed his own clothed erection against Harry's lower back to prove his point. "Especially when we did it in public."

"Public?" Harry repeated, eyes going wide. never in a hundred years would he think that Hermione would do such a thing. It was Hermione! She'd do nothing inappropriate in public!

"Yes... it was in public. It was in muggle public, even," Ron chuckled, slowly undoing the zipper of the brunette's pants, pulling out the rapidly hardening shaft, stroking it gently. "Do you want to hear what we did? Do you want to know how we did it?"

"N-no..." Harry's gasped as he felt ron's thumb graze on the swollen head. "Fuck, Ron..."

"It's a really good story, mate. A really hot one... You seriously don't want to hear it?"

"Fine!" Harry gasped again as Ron gave him a particularly hard squeeze. "Tell me the damned story!"

Ron smirked and returned his stroking to slow, almost leisurely. "We were on our way to her parents' place. And you know Hermione. When it comes to her parents, we have to do it the muggle way. The bus was full and one gent offered Herminoe his seat... probably because she was wearing that short skirt I love her to wear to much," he added as an after thought, grinning.

"The ride was slow, a little on the bumpy side and I was standing beside her. More than once,I was swaying her way, my crotch a little too close to her face. Good thing we were at the back of the bus. Know what she did?"

"No... W-what did she do?"

"She started nipping my crotch every time I swung towards her direction."

Harryb whimpered at the mental image that he got. Ron was huge- he had a buldge on his pants even when he wasn't hard. he can only imagine what that looked like. If he was a passenger in the bus, he wouldn't even care that they were doing it in public. He'd gladly watch and wank off to the sight. "Tell me more..." Harry whispered.

"My hand slowly went inside her skirt, making my way up to her pussy. And you know what, Harry?"

"What?"

"She wan't wearing any knickers."

"Fuck!" Harry gasped, bucking into Ron's hand. He never knew Hermione would be that kinky!

"I slipped one finger into her and she inched closer to my hand, whispering in my ear that she liked what I was doing. I inserted another finger, my thumb rubbing her clit. She was moaning quietly, her hand inching to my crotch. I was so unbelievably hard then. She started rubbing me through my pants, tracing the outline of my boner through the fabric. Slowly, she opened my zipper and pulled my cock out, stroking my like I'm stroking you.

"I was still fingering her then. She was so wet, the seat was becoming wet as well. Take a pick of what you think we did: Had sex in the bus or waited till we get off. Wrong answer means I would have to demonstrate what we did."

"U-Uhm... Waited... Oh god! Till you got off?" Harry guessed, leaning back against Ron.

Ron smirked, pulling out his own cock from his zipper hole and pulled down Harry's jeans. "Wrong."

Harry gasped as he felt the lubrication charm hit him and he was hauled up to the red head's lap as the latter sat down. "What're you-"
"I told you I'd demonstrate if you got it wrong," Ron moans grinding his erection on the brunette's arse. "Hermione pulled out her wand and muttered some sort of charm. I'm guessing it was a muffliato and muggle repelling charm, but my mind was to fogged up to even remember. I hauled her to my lap and pushed the back of her skirt up, grinding my erection on her."

Harry moaned loudly, reaching behind him to graps the red hair, tugging on it.

"That's it, Harry. That's exactly what she did. Moaning like a bitch in heat, grinding back and tugging on my hair."

Ron lifted the smaller man and held his own erection, sliding in him, moaning loudly as he was enveloped in tight heat. His breathing was now obviously ragged as he tried not to move to have the otehr adjust. "Fuck... You make me want to pound into you."

Harry moaned softly and grinded down. "I dont mind... I wanna hear more... Tell me more what you and Hermione did..."

"She started to move up and down on me- Yeah, just like that, Harry," he purred as the brunnete started to move as indicated. "She started to move fast, the bus making her slam down on me hard. it was so fucking good. Ah, fuck! Yeah... She rocked onto me like she just couldn't get enough of my cock. She angeled and held on the front rail and I started to pound into her."

Harry moaned and half stood, his hand on the workbench to keep himself steady. "Fuck me, Ron. Fuck me like you did with Hermione. Fuck me hard!"

Ron growled in lust and grabbed Harry's hips into an almost bruising grip. He started thrusting, slamming into his best friend. He was brathing heavily, the table Harry was holding on was already creaking with the pressure of his thrusts. "Talk dirty. Hermione talked dirty. She told me how much she loved me fucking her. How she wanted it... Fuck, she was so loud."

"Fuck yes!" Harry moaned loudly, his prostate getting directly hit with every thrust. "Fuck me hard! Yeah, just like that! Horny bastard! Oh... Oh God, yes! Fuck, your cock is so big! Shit!" His hand went between his legs, wrapping around his weeping shaft and stroking hard in time of the red head's thrusts. "Fuck... Oh fuck... FUCK!"

Harry trembled all over as he came, spurting his seed on the table and the newly polished handle of the broom. Ron was thrusting frantically, the channel getting too tight for comfort, but so tight for pleasure. She gave a low growl and one last thrust, cumming hard inside his best friend.

Neither moved as they tried to control the tremblings of their body and to catch their breaths. Ron wrapped an arm around the other's waist, pulling the brunette down as he sat. Harry leaned back and gave Ron a small kiss on the lips, feeling the cum trickle down his arse cheeks despite having Ron's soft member inside of him.

"Oh my God!" came a high pitched gasp from the kitchen door.

Both boysfroze as they turned to face the direction of the voice. "Hermione!"

A/n:

If I can praise my own work... this has got to be the hottest three shot fic I have ever written! LOL! One more chapter to go guys! No, I'm not abandoning "Secrets". I just Don't have the copy of the written manuscript with me, that's why. I'll be updating that soon enough!

Reviews are much appreciated!

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