"We were meant to meet for lunch today, but he had a client emergency and asked if we could make it afternoon tea in his office instead. With a few hours to spare I went shopping in muggle London. The clothes are so much more fun, I picked heaps of little skirts, some new jeans and I even tried that shop you were always telling me about Mi, you know the upmarket underwear one, agent something or other. Blaise had never seen me in anything like that before, so I picked out a few pieces I hoped he liked. Before I headed to his office I popped home to change. When he saw my new purchases, the tea was forgotten. We did it everywhere, on top of his desk, bent over his desk, straddling his chair, against the door, pressed into the window, laying on the rug. It was the filthiest sex we’d ever had. We finally got round to having the tea, thankfully it had been placed under a keep warm charm, both of us resting in the chairs surrounding his floo. I see it’s just before 6, so I go to put my shoes back on when next thing I know, he’s on his knees before me pulling my thighs apart and lapping at our combined cream like it’s the best dessert he’s ever had. As for how many, I lost track after the first hour. That enough juice for you Gin?" She winks at a nodding Ginny.