Her annual Father's Day weekend trip with her parents was slowly coming to an end. She had exchanged texts with Harry all throughout, sending each other pictures and videos of how much they missed each other. She sent him videos late at night with her fingers deep inside her cunt, wishing it was his cock instead. He replied with a video of him masturbating first thing in the morning, hoping it was her mouth that had awakened him. She made a mental note of it, to wake him up with a blow job.
They visited her only living grandfather in Manchester. It was interesting to say the least. The old man still refused any help and wanted to do things for his family. His stubborn ways earned him a fall on the kitchen tile floor, injuring his back. Fortunately, it was nothing a few days of rest will heal.
Her mum made the immediate decision to stay with her father until he was healed and capable to do things on his own again. Her dad will stay for a couple of days to help before returning to their dental clinic. They had other dentists that could cover their patients without needing to close. Leaving Hermione to take the train home by herself on Sunday afternoon.
She had the perfect excuse to want to go home as she needed to babysit Hollie the following morning or leave Harry with a very last minute problem. Her parents hadn't suspected anything, and her father drove her to the train station after they had lunch together.
During the train ride home, all she could do was think of Harry. Too distracted by her thoughts, she hardly watched the scenery outside her window. She had already sent him a message before departing, that she was arriving around 8 PM. It was just before Hollie's bedtime, and still left them time to spend Father's Day. Though she had already given him his present before she left with her parents, she couldn't wait to give him another.
The cab couldn't arrive fast enough for her as it drove her home from the train station. His texts didn't help either, sending her dick pics to remind her what was waiting for her.
Hermione stepped out of the backseat of the cab after paying the driver. She had only been away for two days, but it felt like longer after missing her daddy.
The first thing she did once she was back inside the dim and quiet house was to turn on a few lights, making it seem there were others with her, before walking pass the living room and into the halls to her bedroom. The bag with her clothes was discarded on the floor without a care. She could unpack later. There were more important tasks if she was to meet Harry.
She grabbed her robe hanging from a hook behind her bedroom door, before making her way to the bathroom to take a shower. She needed to freshen up and wash away the day's sweat and grime from her travel back home.
The cool water awakened her, not that she wasn't already excited. She couldn't wait to see him again and spend time with him
After her shower, Hermione quickly picked out another set of lingerie that she purchased a few days ago; a black lace bustier with a matching bikini cut panty from her drawer. She laid it out on her bed. It was a fine choice for the occasion, though she knew it will eventually come off.
She lathered on moisturizer and let it dry as she minutes ticked slowly. Waiting was more difficult as she constantly checked her phone for the time and a text to come over. As she waited impatiently, she put on the lingerie. She wore denim shorts and a short sleeve shirt over it. There was no need to parade herself in front of the neighborhood. Her outfit was only meant to be seen by Harry. Daddy, according to him. And she actually enjoyed seeing the different side of the mild manner father.
Half an hour past of boredom when she finally got a text from Harry, that Hollie finally fell asleep. The sun had set, when she finally left her house and locked up. She didn't bother to look back as she made her way towards her favorite neighbor.
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Harmione One Shots
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