Lavender groaned wantonly as her ear was nibbled but it was more because of what she had heard. “It was lonely in my bed too,” she breathed. “I would love to watch you do that sometime,” Lavender admitted, though she knew it was likely futile. She would have bet that she would only be able to watch for thirty seconds or so before she touched Fleur.
Then, she had an idea…
“If I was to watch, I think you’d need to tie me up so I kept my hands to myself,” Lavender suggested, her cheeks tingeing pink as she regarded Fleur through her eyelashes.
Lavender chuckled. “I think I even got some in my hair. I don’t think even you would have thought I was cute that night,” she said with a wink. “Don’t worry,” she added, noticing Fleur’s tone. “I would have just flirted and left him to go home and think of you.”
“All right,” Lavender said, jumping off Fleur’s lap. Walking into her loo, she shot Fleur a coy look before she closed the door. She took her time to change, having to undo the shrinking charm she’d cast on the outfit she’d hid in her cloak.
After almost ten minutes, she emerged with her hair down and brushed out. She wore a sheer white teddy that clung to her sides and was strapless with matching panties, garter belt and white thigh high stockings.
Posing at the door, Lavender anxiously awaited Fleur’s reaction.