1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 6


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Spanking, Threesome, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    up and getting ready to go home, when an unrecognized owl dropped a small package on his desk. The owl didn't even wait for a treat, just kept right on going. "Well, what have we got here?" Ron asked the empty room, assuming it was from his wife. He flipped the package over and opened the delivery card. On the card was a loopy script he did not recognize. Written in light purple ink were the words, "Change into these before you get home. Trust me." Ron was feeling charitable and trusting as he opened the package. After all, why shouldn't he be in a good mood? He’d turned twenty-eight today, and everybody in the Cannon's organization had shown up to celebrate his birthday at an office party earlier that day. They had also brought cake and Wizarding Crackers. All in all, it was a good party and he was in very high spirits. Inside the package was a bit of black cloth with hot pink letters that said 'Happy Birthday.' He held it up. "What the hell?" "It looks like a thong," answered Maureen, the Cannon's seeker. Ron stuffed the offending bit of cloth into his pocket and tried to stammer something, but Maureen just laughed at him. She pulled a five-Pound note out of her purse. "Can I slip this in your waistband dearie?" she teased him. Ron put a hand to his face to cover his embarrassment. "The girls in the locker room ought to get a kick out of this." Ron looked up in horror, only to see that she was already sprinting back to the team changing area. He was going to kill his ...
    wife, or whomever it was that had sent that to him. At least, he hoped it was his wife as he slipped into the bathroom stall and pulled on the very small piece of cloth. It took a bit of getting used to, having the thin strip of fabric running up his crack, but he liked the way that he filled out the front well enough. Well, if Hermione hadn't sent it to him, he hoped she'd appreciate the gift anyway. When he walked through the front door there was no fanfare, his wife did not greet him with a kiss, and no one was there to shout 'surprise!' He was a little disappointed. His birthday was his favorite day of the year and it had always been met with much fanfare. "Hello?" he called, but there was no answer. He walked in and draped his jacket over the back of the chair and dropped his briefcase on the table. "Anyone home?" There was no response. He was starting to get a little concerned; Hermione hadn't been at work today and he hadn’t heard from her at all. He tripped over something on the floor. He looked down and saw a single black pump. Looking across the room, a line of clothes drew a path to his bedroom door at the top of the stairs. He kicked off his shoe and left it next to Hermione's. On the couch was another. Draped over his recliner was a stocking; and a second hung from the banister leading up to his room. On the stairs he found her skirt, next to which he dropped his trousers. A scarf lay in the hall; he dropped his tie on top of it. Finally, her blouse lay in a heap in ...
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