I still work at this growing chain of delicatessen and catering shops. I do PR and marketing there. Of course I have a boss. And as all bosses do, he ...ometimes has an idea.Funny thing about the ideas of bosses is that they always get implemented. All other ideas tend to be squeezed through a bottleneck of research and yawning committees. But his idea of tying in with the perfume brand of a celebrity made it into execution in no time at all.My boss had met a particular celebrity at a fund-raiser. Karkaroff had himself only returned to the ship to acquire a specific dusty old book of dark magic he knew could help his Champion win the Triwizard Cup. It was only when he got right up close to Hermione did he realize that this was the girl he had ejaculated on all those months ago when he had found her naked in the halls of the castle. Her face had been covered in cum and even though he knew she probably wouldn’t have wanted a load of his sticky cum on her tight pussy, he had done it. James often did it. So it was him? Or had he told someone how I loved that? More confusion. A voice whispered in my ear.“You are such a gorgeous slut.” Was it my husband? With the music in my ears and, because of him whispering, doubt still filled my head. The erotic massage sent me over the edge. If it wasn't James then who?The hardness was next to me, his fingers disappearing inside my soaking wet cunt. That almost convinced me it was James, the fingers felt familiar. I wasn’t sure whether I. She fell back onto her rump with a loud thump and looked up at me as she licked her lips and came all over herself. She brought her fingers to her lips and said, "you were always sweeter then me." And she began sucking her own fingers.She laughed and stood up straightening her clothes and put out her hand for me to take. Her hand glistened in the light from the juices of me or from her?"Zee, you will never change will you? I'm not going to say I missed you! I'm not going to say I missed this."I.