Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

Mrs. Zabini felt a slight tingle in her loins as he said that. She hadn't been a "good girl" in such a long time, it gave her a lewd kind of thrill. She felt his hand tangle in her dark hair but without pushing her down, leaving the humiliating task of lowering her face to herself.

This felt new, for no other man before dared to toy with her like this.

She licked his swollen cockhead and took him in. Her lips were almost fully stretched by the first inch, tasting sweat and the faint bitterness of precum from his girthy crown. She bobbed her head along his length willingly, careful of her teeth, maintaining a firm suckle with her lips and trying as best she could to use her tongue to massage him. She took half of him in, filling up her mouth until she barely felt him at the back.

"Aren't you ecstatic, Mrs. Zabini? Is this what you wanted?" Dudley asked, now using his hand to manipulate Mrs. Zabini's head, forcing her mouth to suck him more vigorously.

Impatient, he suddenly pumped in deep, making the older woman gag around his cock as his cockhead pressed against the back of her throat harder.

Her eyes widened, feeling him squeeze between her tonsils.

Then, eventually, Dudley pulled back and held her head firmly. He trailed the head of his cock over her full lips so the woman could start properly worshiping his swollen crown with her tongue, sliding it up over its sensitive head and small opening. Her hot saliva smeared all over his cock, gleaming and sticky.

"More! Yes, yes… I long for this… a true man… Yesss!" She mumbled incoherently, her breast swaying between his legs.

Before she could say another word, Dudley pushed her head back down. This time he went deep into her throat.

Dudley slumped back on the couch and grabbed her head with both hands, pushing her down until she gagged once again. Almost as the sensation registered, Dudley pulled her head back, then pushed her down, hips thrusting in time until he was fucking Mrs. Zabini's face in a fast, merciless rhythm.

"Ghk! Ghk!" She choked and sputtered, trying hard to take those small chances of breathing through her nose. She took every last inch of him until her nose hit the patch of hair at the base of his cock. Her mascara was in ruins, her lips smeared cherry red all over from being stretched and fucked for a long while. Her hands gripped his thighs in greed, craving that sweet taste of his virile cream.

"Good girl, so so good. I'm gonna come, just a little bit more." Dudley encouraged, his eyes closed and his hips jerked deeper into her sweltering throat. Dudley could feel every vibration of her moans trapped in her throat and it felt so fucking good around his twitching cock.

"You better… swallow all that creamy dessert you wanted!" Dudley ordered.

He couldn't hold on anymore. He abandoned himself to pleasure and rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy. It was just a different sensation of fucking the mouth of a proud, wealthy witch double his age and yet in the prime of her physical beauty.

Looking at her ruined face, her messy hair and her dangling breasts gave him that last amazing push. His sticky seeds spurted out into her hot mouth like a fountain of youth, filling up her throat to the brim, engulfing his own cock with the heat of the climax.

"Ummmm…"

Mrs. Zabini sealed her lips around his shaft, and lapped up everything with her tongue, continuously swallowing down all of his cream in audible gulps all the while her dreamy, tired eyes dared to stare into Dudley's.

She cleaned every last drop of semen from his cock, even licking the folds of his foreskin with her slithering tongue and suckling on his entire length.

Dudley gulped as he felt his throat going dry, the sucking sensations of her gulps felt otherworldly. He relaxed, enjoying the aftercare of her sweeping tongue.

But then he felt it, she kept sucking and licking around his cock head, making his knees go weak and his hips writhe in reaction. His sensitivity was at its peak, it felt as if his soul was being sucked out of his cock. Over and over, her gulps pulled out the last drops in his shaft with force.

He couldn't stand it and eventually had to push her face away from his cock. His breath panted uncontrollably, his knees buckling.

God damn it, woman. Are you really a succubus?

"Ummm… Salty but… savory." Mrs. Zabini licked her messy fingers while locking her gaze on Dudley the whole time. She smirked as if her mission had been achieved. "How about the main course now, Mr. Dursley?"

"Indeed, Mrs. Zabini. I'm famished." Dudley jumped to his feet, tidied his pants, and left the living room. He knew she was talking about another kind of main course, but he deflected it with the real one. "Let's have dinner."

He found his own way to the dining area and took a seat without asking the host. Behind him, Mrs. Zabini also followed soon and sat down opposite him, her gown already fixed back in place. Her face remained flustered, a mess of mascara and makeup that she had somewhat salvaged from tissue wipes.

But then he felt her feet tease him under the table. There were indeed house elves, but they barely appeared in the open to disturb them.

Is she in heat or something?

"Mrs. Zabini, I have come here to seek your investment in a new bank I'm creating. It's different from the Goblins' bank—It will be run by wizards, for wizards. The returns will be higher, the service far better, and—"

"I'm interested." Mrs. Zabini blurted, "You've proven yourself enough. As long as you can guarantee that I won't lose my initial investment, I don't mind."

That was fucking easy.

"Well then, let's raise a glass to prosperous investments." Dudley raised the glass awkwardly.

Mrs. Zabini raised her glass too, but her smirk spoke a different story. "To our future meetings."

Looking for another husband to kill? In your dreams, witch.

Having secured the investment, Dudley ate as fast as he could. He gobbled down everything, downed the wine, finished the dessert, and stood up before Mrs. Zabini could even finish her actual main course.

The woman tried to hold him back, asking him to accompany her for some after-dinner drinks. The signs were clear as day—she wanted to be dicked down.

Fighting his masculine instincts, Dudley had no such plans and escaped in the middle of the night. This time, he flew on his broom since wizards lived too far apart.

Things I do for money… I feel like a back alley hooker… ugh.

Yes, Mrs. Zabini was beautiful. Yes, he'd have loved to pin her down and fold her body while drilling into her hot pussy. But knowing her past record made it hard to guess her intentions.

For women like her, it was best to maintain distance.

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"Rupert, as the head of the entertainment side, I want you to buy a few rights that I'll list. Get me those at all costs. Furthermore, start investing in Disney slowly until we have a big enough stake to be heard. In addition, slowly take over one of the big three music labels. It's a long-term, ten-year-long strategy."

By then, my investments in tech would have made me wealthier than any man in history.

Knock! Knock!

Once again, a knock came on his door. Dudley sighed and looked at the assistant, a true eye candy with a very curvy figure. But he never touched her since she was happily married with kids. Just admiring something pretty was enough.

"Sir, a woman named Tonks is here. She says you'd know if I told you her name."

Tonks? I don't think I ever had anything to do with her. What's going on?

"Let her in," Dudley ordered and looked at Rupert. "Can you give me a moment?"

"Sure, boss."

Moments later, the door was pushed open and two figures walked inside. The one at the lead was blue-haired Tonks, a woman he was interested in but didn't expect to meet so early. But the second figure, a man, was completely unknown.

"Welcome to D&D Capital." Dudley got up from his seat to welcome them. "How can I help you? Take a seat. Would you like some tea?"

"I'm afraid we can't, Mr. Dursley," Tonks replied and showed her Auror badge. "I'm Auror Tonks from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Ministry of Magic. This is…"

The tall, blonde-haired, middle-aged man took out his badge too, but this one was different. "I am Auror Charles Stone from MACUSA."

Ministry and MACUSA together?

At that point, Dudley did feel slightly curious. What could prompt the two agencies to work together?

"Mr. Dursley," Charles continued, "You are suspected of unfair no-maj trade practices by using magic to gain an advantage."

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