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Chapter 1: Home Sick
"Damn it…" a redheaded woman cursed, staring down at what she'd done. Her eyes roamed over the body next to her, panting heavily from all of her previous rapid movements… Her hair was a mess, her body sore, she could barely move without a twinge of pain. The feelings of bliss she'd enjoyed had morphed into horror and regret, the very second her mind had returned to normal.
Blonde hair, that was almost as messy as her own, clung to the sweaty body next to her. The normally-energetic boy was panting slightly as well, he too coming down from his high and looking exactly as exhausted.
"T-That was… wow…" he remarked. He stared at the ceiling of the room, still gasping for breath, very much in shock about what he'd just experienced.
"I'd rather skip the commentary right now, Ron…" she harshly admonished. She fell back to the mattress, unable to hold herself up any longer.
"S-Sorry…" the boy stammered. He blushed more intensely than before, despite what had happened between them not so long ago.
She glanced at his innocent face, it was so different from the wild expression he'd sported earlier. His movements strong and fearless… A strength that was almost unreal, so unlike what she was used to. …and the sounds he'd torn from her…
Her face reddened as well, recalling the way she'd called out to him to continue. Even pleading for him to 'keep going', or 'don't stop', at a few points.
What had she been thinking?
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A few days before…
"Are you sure?" Ron asked over the phone, before coughing loudly several times.
"Yeah, I think it's better this way. …and with the way you sound right now, I'd rather you stay home and rest, Ron…" Kim admitted, a slightly worried expression on her face. It wasn't every day that her best friend was sick, forced to stay home. Thankfully, none of the usual baddies required her attention at the moment… She was certain that he would have come over to help, despite feeling as bad as he did. Hell… he hadn't even wanted to eat any Bueno Nacho! He claimed that it was irritating his stomach.
"You think you can handle it?" the blonde teen rasped, all this talking clearly irritating his throat.
"Ron… I'm only going to meet with my cousins… it's hardly an emergency…" the redheaded teen reminded with a small smile.
"I know. But you will call me if there is one… right?" Ron asked, before coughing once more.
"Of course I would!" …she lied, there was no way in hell that Kim would give him any more stress than he already had. Ron needed rest, more than anything! She would make sure that he got it! Kim had already instructed Wade to not contact her friend if there was any sort of emergency. On the off chance she needed any backup, the hacker would be calling Global Justice about it.
Naturally, she felt bad about lying to him. But, she'd promised herself that she would apologize if it came to that. However, only AFTER he got better.
"Good… I would be worried if you didn't… Even if you can do anything, I still want to make sure you're okay…" The blonde teen sounded genuinely relived, trusting her words.
"Please… I'm hardly that… I couldn't do anything without my partner, after all…" She smiled to herself, Ron had no idea how much he meant to her and how much she wanted to tell him that.
"Say hi to Joss for me, will you?" Ron asked, before bidding his best friend goodbye.
Kim did the same and hung up. She sighed, of all the times…
"So? What's the verdict, Kimmi-Cub?" her father asked, he walked up next to his only daughter sitting at the table.
"No… Ron's not coming… He's still feeling bad…" the teen girl answered.
"Oh?" James sounded surprised. "Well, there's always next time… This is hardly the last time we'll be visiting my brother at the ranch, you know?" the older man added, smiling at his little girl. "Hey, if Ronald isn't joining us then why not give your boyfriend a call and invite him?"
Kim frowned at her father. "Dad… I don't have a boyfriend…" Kim answered dryly.
"You don't? What about that Josh fellow?" he questioned, his daughter shaking her head for a no. "Really? When did this happen?"
"Two days ago…" she replied.
'Sheesh… teenagers…' the older man thought, but wisely declined to dig any deeper.
Kim couldn't help but curse mentally over that little tidbit. She'd broken up with Josh two days ago, making the process as painless as she could. She didn't hate Josh, but that didn't mean she liked him as much as he'd wanted. One would naturally ask, why had she chosen to break things off with the most popular guy at school?
The answer was simple… she was interested in someone else… In her best friend, Ron Stoppable.
Kim wanted nothing more than to wait, to give herself some time before she asked her blonde friend out. The last thing she wanted was for Ron to think he was her rebound. Hopefully, the pair would become official. There had been only one thing that had not only convinced her to end things with Josh, but also to skip waiting for Ron completely… It was the way she'd noticed other girls looking at, and talking to him, lately.
A few of her fellow cheerleaders had started taking notice of him, even chatting with him when they weren't at practice. Hell, even Bonnie seemed to be talking to him more than before, without even insulting him! Going out of her way to call him by name and smile at him! Bonnie, of all people! That wasn't even mentioning Tara, who Kim was CERTAIN was crushing on Ron. The blonde bombshell had always been too chicken to try anything, other than flash him the tiniest of smiles.
Just thinking about those girls made her angry. …and why wouldn't she be? From the way things were looking, it wouldn't be long before one of those sluts asked him out! She wasn't about to wait and lose her only shot!
And from that point on, it seemed as if the universe had something against her. Kim had originally intended to ask Ron out the second she could… It was a holiday and they were about to both be away from Middleton together. Heck, Joss could have even helped Kim! Then, he'd become too sick to come with her… That meant Kim had to wait a few more days. Not world ending… BUT very annoying.
"Kimmi, is everything okay?" her mother asked, walking into the room.
"Yeah…" the redheaded teen replied, her voice weak.
"It's Ron, isn't it?" Ann declared, if she already knew the answer.
"He's still sick… he can't come with us…" the worldwide heroine sulked.
The older woman smiled, getting a great idea. "You know Kim… I can always go and check up on him. I'm pretty swamped with work at the hospital, but I can always swing by and take a look at him…" the older Possible offered. Ann hadn't lied, as she DID have a lot of work. Although, there wasn't really anything that she couldn't have finished… She was that good, after all. What had ultimately convinced her to skip the visit to the ranch had been none other than her husband… Or, more accurately, his brother.
Ann had been having issues with James over the last few months, in the form of her husband's infidelity. They had talked things over, when it had come to light that he'd fooled around with some young thing from the office on more than a few occasions. The bastard had had the gall to blame it on her working hours, that Ann wasn't there for him when he needed her.
She'd wanted to scream and yell at the man, but decided that he wasn't worth it in the end… They had both chosen to remain together, at least until their kids were a little bit older. Nothing formal of course, each of them would stay focused on their work to keep them busy.
A few months had passed since then, and James had OBVIOUSLY been talking to his brother about their marital situation. Ann had been disgusted at the offer she'd received from Slim Possible… He hadn't said anything outright, but he didn't have to.
It seemed that James was already planning on moving away from their family, he didn't care as much as he'd led on.
She didn't like it… she hated it! But, she wouldn't ruin HER family over that idiot! So she did the only thing she could think of, focus on her work and taking on more patients…
Looking after Ron, and avoiding more advances from that slimy rancher, was more than okay in her book.
"You will?" Kim asked, a smile on her face.
"Sure thing! I would much rather have him running around with you, then stuck in the hospital…" The older Possible giggled at seeing her only girl's relieved expression.
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'Today has been a good day!' Ann decided. She'd just left work a lot earlier than she'd intended to, already finished with most of her patients and with plenty time to spare. She didn't have to talk to her soon-to-be ex-husband, and her darling children would arrive at Slim's ranch in a few hours. She remembered her promise to Kim and was already on her way to the Stoppable household. Her bag rested on the seat next to her, containing everything she might need… By the symptoms Kim had described, it just sounded like the common cold. It was still adorable, just how much Kim worried about her best friend. "Ah… such a shame she's dating that other boy…" the redheaded woman commented to no one. She parked her car in front of Ron's house, walking to the front door and pushing the doorbell.
A few seconds passed before the door opened slowly. Ann expected to see one of Ron's parents answering the door, but was confused to see no one… That was until the small form of Rufus appeared in the doorway, looking a bit surprised.
"Hello Rufus, is Ron home?" the older woman asked. She liked the little guy almost as much as Kim and her two boys did. Heck, she recalled that BOTH of her boys had wanted a pet just like Rufus… It was no secret that the two looked up to Ron, as if he was their big brother. A naked mole rat was an unusual choice for a pet, but after knowing Rufus for so many years he'd certainly grown on her as well.
The rodent nodded a few times before he ran back inside, signaling her to follow him… she assumed.
Ann Possible stood in the living room, looking around. It seemed that there was no one around, the house completely empty outside of herself, Rufus, and Ron if he was in his room.
'So, his parents are working again…' Ann thought, hoping against hope that she was right. Ann would be extremely disappointed with the older Stoppables if they were busy having fun, while their son was home sick.
She moved up the stairs to the blonde's room, her eyes glancing towards the kitchen. 'Maybe I can make him something too?' she thought. The fastest way to recovery was good, wholesome food. Something that would really warm the body, the older beauty thought with a smile. She arrived at Ron's room and a closed-door… She was totally engrossed with the thought of what to make him as she grabbed the door handle, pushing it open.
"Hello, Ron! How are you fe-" the happy mood she'd had vanished with her words, now staring at a wide-eyed blonde teen. He was busy in front of his computer screen… a certain movie currently playing. His hands were holding onto something hidden under the desk… even if she could easily guess what THAT was.
…
There was complete silence in the room. Ann looked mortified, glancing to the side and back to the blonde teen. He looked horrified beyond belief, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Ann stared pointedly at the floor as she started backing out of the room, closing the door once more.
"I'll, um… give you a minute…" the older woman mumbled, the door shutting with a loud click. She moved down the stairs, leaning heavily on the banister, an embarrassed look upon her face. Her hands rose to cup her face, the surgeon recalling what had just happened.
"Great job, Ann… You came over to help check up on him and you end up making a mess of things, making this even harder on him…" the Possible woman groaned, beginning to realize the implications of her faux pas. "He's probably going to act awkward around me now…" She waited a few more minutes before climbing up the stairs, knocking on his door as soon as she got there.
"I-It's o-open…" Ron's called out weakly, his voice barely audible.
She opened the door to his room, slowly this time, and walked inside… Ron wasn't sitting in his computer chair this time. He was laying in his bed, completely covered by his blanket all the way to his head.
'Wow… this isn't going to be awkward, at all…' the older woman mused. She took a deep breath, reminding herself of her reason for being here. "I'm here to check up on you, Ron… I take it that Kim didn't have a chance to tell you, right?"
"Yeah… she might have forgotten that little detail…"
"Well, you don't need to feel self-conscious about… it. It's perfectly natural for a boy your age to… indulge in that kind of activity…" Ann started to explain, she could practically hear him wince. "Would it be better if we both forgot it happened?" the older redhead offered.
"Please…" the younger teen shot back.
The woman nodded, moving closer to the bed. "No problem… Now, Kim has already told me what your symptoms are… But, I still need to check a few things. Just to make sure it isn't anything serious…" She pulled the blanket away from the blonde slowly, until his chest and stomach were visible. "Okay?" she prompted, using her best bedside manners.
Ron nodded for conformation, even if he still refused to meet her eyes.
After a quick check-up, it did seem like the boy had a slight cold and some minor pain in his throat. It proved that her little girl was as observant as ever… Maybe she would become a doctor, after all? Ann could only hope.
After making sure Ron took some cough syrup, the older woman explained that she was going to make him something to eat. After all, he needed to keep his energy up. Ann went downstairs, rummaging through the Stoppable's kitchen… A few minutes later the older woman reentered the room, carrying a bowl of hot porridge she'd managed to make from scratch.
Ann found Ron staring at the ceiling, his blanket covering him once more. The blonde teen looked like he was sweating quite a bit.
"Ron, are you okay?" She placed her hand on his forehead. He was definitely a bit sweaty… but nothing she wasn't used to from her other patients.
He nodded that he was and she quickly moved back to the kitchen to grab a towel before returning. Ann sat next to him, drying the sweat from his head. "Does it hurt anywhere?"
"With this kind of care? No way…" Ron joked, clearly less tense about what had happened earlier.
Ann smiled at him. "Don't get used to it… I expect you to be running around and kicking bad guy's posteriors with Kim in no time!" she teased. It really was surreal to see the boy so sick, Ann couldn't recall him EVER being ill before… Hurt, yes, but never sick.
She noticed that his neck was sweating rather heavily. "Ron… I know it might be a bit difficult, but could you please sit up?" the older woman asked.
"Huh? Sure…" The blonde teen did as she'd requested, moving into a sitting position. He stared at the older woman, who was pointing her finger up towards the ceiling.
"Arms up…" she requested, Ron followed her instructions again. Her hands grabbed the sides of his shirt and pulled up, before he had time to make any remark. "Good, now lie back down…"
"You don't need to do this… I'm better now, honest…" Ron insisted, his tone pleading.
"Ron… I did a check-up on you not too long ago… I just need to make sure you don't get any worse… Now, lie back down and stay still" the doctor instructed. She did the best she could to dry his torso, he continued to stare at the wall.
'He's embarrassed? How cute' the older woman gushed. Ann was reminded of the first time Kim had introduced Ron to her, even calling him her best friend! It had been precious! She still had the pictures!
Her thoughts wavered a bit, her hand freezing completely. She'd been startled from her little daydream when Ron had grabbed her arm, preventing her from moving. Ann had intended to ask what was wrong, if she'd hurt him in any way… That was until she finally noticed the way his eyes were screaming at her to stop, as well as the area below his chest. …where there was now a sizable tent in the covers.
The blonde sidekick looked positively horrified at the same thing happening once more, even if the circumstances were slightly different. How the hell could his body betray him like this? Even if Ann was drop-dead gorgeous, and his first crush, that still didn't mean he should get aroused by her!
'Someone just kill me, please!' the boy pleaded, to anyone deity who might be listening.
Ann noticed the look Ron had, doubtless he was blaming himself for this. Honestly, it was probably her fault for not stopping sooner. Her mind tried to come up with something, anything, that could salvage this situation.
"R-Ron… I know I've said it before… but it's perfectly okay to have-" She noticed the face he was making, or trying to hide. A sharp pang of guilt passed through her. 'This is my fault…' the older Possible thought, she swallowed hard. "…to have this kind of response."
"W-What?" he asked weakly.
"This…" Her hand passed over the bulge in his pants, softly rubbing it.
Ron flinched noticeably, his horror turning to shock. "What-", she silenced him with a finger on his lips and a smile.
"Ron, it's okay…" She kept massaging the area as she talked. "Let me help you get rid of all that tension…" the older beauty purred. 'What the hell am I doing?' Ann thought, horrified by her actions at the moment. All she'd wanted was to help the boy with his condition… but never THIS! She was a doctor, not some… escort! 'But this IS my fault… What was I thinking, barging into his room without so much as a knock! And with a boy his age, no less!'
The woman stared at Ron as he hid his face with his arms, he was too embarrassed to even look at her. He winced a few times for some reason, she glanced at where her hand was. Ann grabbed his pants, quickly pulling them down, Ron unable to stop her.
The good doctor had not expected the sight that greeted her…
"Ron… I-" her words cut off, unable to help being left awestruck at the sight of his manhood. 'VERY impressive-' She shook her thoughts away in a hurry. Just what the hell was she thinking?! This was supposed to be her apology, for forgetting that Ron was not a little boy anymore. 'Definitely not LITTLE, that's for sure!' Her cheeks glowed red, she glanced away.
Ann didn't need to use her eyes, she could very clearly feel his rock-hard member pulsing in her hand. It was so incredibly hot and invigorated! Her hand started moving in a slow rhythm, up and down. She could see the image in her mind… even if she hadn't intended to visualize it.
'He's… so big…' her mind whispered to her. She didn't want to hear it.
'He's definitely bigger then James…' it purred. The thought might have made her smile, if it wasn't for the fact that she was currently jerking off her daughter's best friend.
The older Possible continued for a few more minutes. The only sounds she could hear were the faint rasping of Ron's breath and a slight moan emanating from him from time to time. The palm of her hand was sticky, slick with his excitement… She was irritated at the heat spreading throughout her own body. Oddly enough, the source wasn't her hand… but between her legs…
'What am I getting excited for?' she fumed internally. 'This really is not that big of a deal…' Actually, it was… At least, for her. 'Damn it! Why didn't I try to take care of myself?!' She'd refused to be intimate with James, ever since their long talk concerning his infidelity. On top of that, she'd been too busy between work and her kids to find the time to take the edge off herself. She had considered going to a bar and trying her luck… Ultimately, she'd chickened out and suppressed her desires… Now? That decision had come back to bite her, HARD.
Ann didn't even notice when her hand started moving faster, her gaze shooting towards the blonde teen. He was covering his face with his hands… either from shame or embarrassment, it didn't look like he was close to his end.
At this point, Ron was too surprised to even move… His mind was too clouded to think straight, he could clearly feel Ann's soft hand moving up and down his length. Ron would have reached his end already, if it wasn't for the shock factor and more importantly that it was Kim's mom doing the deed! He wanted to push her away, to insist that they forget this ever happened!
But, he didn't… The blonde teen wasn't sure if it was because of how he was feeling, or the fact that he hadn't gotten to finish after she'd barged into his room earlier.
Ann moved again… he could feel the shifting weight of the woman as she still kept a gentle hold on his manhood. 'Please tell me she chose to stop…' Ron prayed, if only because he couldn't bring himself to stop her anymore.
The redhead's hand shifted down a bit, it seemed that she had come to her senses. That was until he felt a soft, wet sensation on the tip of manhood. He couldn't help but yelp in surprise, his hands shooting away from his face so he could see what was going on.
His mouth opened in shock at what he was sure could only happen in his wildest wet dreams… Kim's mom… Ann Possible… had her lips on his tip.
He was about to scream out in horror, when an amazing sensation enveloped his entirety. His mind went blank, the only words escaping his lips "my God…" Her head started bobbing over his lap, gently taking him inside over and over again.
The blonde sidekick couldn't help but think he was dreaming… There was no way that Ann was doing something like this with him… But, if it really was a dream, why did it felt so good- No, it felt AMAZING! If this was a dream, he would have woken up by now! Like all those times he'd dreamed about one of the girls on the cheer squad!
'Wait… but that means this isn't a dream!' He had to stop this, now! There was no way he was going to do this sort of thing with Kim's mom!
Suddenly, her head stopped moving. His world shifted as Ann's tongue slid over his tip a few times, before resuming her original pace. Ron could only lean back, this new combo proving too much for him… His eyes closed, the pleasant feelings turning his legs into jelly. Ron's hand moved to grab at his sheets to help himself stay grounded, the soft feelings seemed too good to even question…
Ann wasn't sure what had come over her… Originally, she'd come over to make sure her daughter's childhood friend was doing okay. …now she was busy sucking him off!
She couldn't blame any of this on poor Ron, it had been her fault in the first place. …but now this? Damn her hormones! Why had she become so excited over touching him to begin with?! Ann had assumed that, being a teenager, Ron would finish quickly and that would be that. …not for it to take so long that she would end up getting turned on by what she was doing!
It was so frustrating… had she lost her charm? Was she too old, or not good enough? These morose reflections reminded Ann of her soon-to-be ex-husband… Was that the reason why he'd moved on, wanting to trade her in for a younger model?
At that moment, her frustration had reached its crescendo. She didn't even take a second to think about what she was doing, moving from her original spot and starting to suck Ron off… She'd started off slow, increasing her pace as time went on. The older redhead drank in the soft, approving moans coming from the younger boy. They made her smirk internally, as if those sounds were proof that she still "had it".
A pleasant feeling enveloped her chest, the younger teen having reached out to grab one of her breasts. The sensation was not unpleasant in the slightest, Ann finding herself surprised that she didn't mind at all. Her hand grabbed the hem of her blouse, pulling it and her bra up, before guiding his hand back to where it had been before.
Ron softly squeezed the milky-white globe. Two of his fingers locked on her sensitive nipple, twisting it for a moment.
The older woman moaned in delight at the sensation, the blonde shaking from the sudden vibrations of her soft lips.
Ron could only stare at the sight of the redhead's bare melons, the image only making him harder than before. The loud sucking sounds emanating from his crotch were music to his ears, Ron's eyes now roaming to her skirt. …her luscious legs were no doubt hiding underneath. His hand let go of her breast, the sudden movement causing her to pause for a moment before resuming her task.
His palm ran over her back, landing on the hem of her skirt. He grabbed her ample ass, heedless of the owner of the cheek he was sampling.
Ann trembled at his touch, before she started bobbing even faster than before. Her hand grabbed his full balls, playing with them as gently as she could.
The older Possible wasn't sure why she felt the need- No, the desire - to continue… All she knew was how amazingly good it was when he touched her, the now-annoying burning between her legs returning even stronger than before. Like an itch that just wouldn't go away, one that just kept growing more and more insufferable with each passing second! It was absolutely maddening! What could she do to stop it? To make it go away, for good?
'It's simple…' her now-clouded mind whispered to her.
It was, the woman agreed, she stood up.
Ron was sitting on the edge, head spinning. His face was completely red… but not from embarrassment.
Ann stripped off her shirt and black bra, tossing them away, the cold air hitting her hard nipples. Her skirt followed soon after, the good doctor left only in her lacy black panties. The redheaded woman stared down at the boy devouring her with his eyes, Ron attempting to sear this erotic scene into his memory.
Ron's manhood was now harder than it ever been before, the older woman's saliva still clinging it. He'd never thought he'd ever get to see such an amazing thing in his life. Ron's thoughts were completely cut off when the woman moved back to his side, grabbing the blanket covering his feet and pulling it away completely.
"W-What are you doing?!" he wailed, despite the excitement bubbling in his system.
Ann chose not to answer immediately, simply climbing up onto the bed. She reared up onto her knees, the young blonde between her open legs. "It's a new medical exam… now hold still…" the redhead ordered as she descended.
The only thing passing through Ron's mind was one final sentence, 'oh God…' Moments later, his mind went blank.
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Chapter uploaded on February 3.