Hello everyone I'm back. Sorry for the long delay. Believe it or not I actually do have a good reason this time. Remember the hurricane that ran roughshod over the east coast? Well in it my old laptop got destroyed which deleted everything I wrote up- and I was close to done too.
So I had to buy a new one, save up money for it. Then I got super distracted with the election- don't worry. I don't plan on bringing that up. I know how we're all so tired of politics regardless of who you voted for.
Now I'm back and as you can tell I've got a new computer with a new chapter. Speaking of I should probably warn you this one will be very different and if anything you can consider it a 'wham episode'.
Without further ado, please read and review.
Honey Pot Chapter 8
A day in the life.
It was a beautiful Colorado fall morning. There was a clear blue sky, the sun was shining, the birds were singing. Below there were isles and isles of identical two story homes and perfectly manicured lawns, even one of the neighbor kids was on his bike delivering the days news paper. Nothing was out of the ordinary quaint neighborhood in the city of Middleton.
In one royal purple home was none other than Rockwaller family. On the second floor in the main bedroom was none other than the patriarch deep asleep next to his wife in their bed room. Turning over from his back to his side, he couldn't be more relaxed.
"Hello Middleton! This is Middle Mad radio with the early bird weather report to all you 9-to-5er's out there. Today, sunny along with nice and temperate. You know, unless a villain throws a tantrum with a weather dominator… again. So don't forget to bring an umbrella. Just in case. In other news-"
Instantly the voice was stopped when Mr. Rockwaller smacked his hand down on its stop button. After which, now awake, Mr. Rockwaller flipped back over on his back before stretching and yawning.
"Morning already?" Mrs. Rockwaller yawned as she too stretched in the bed.
"Fraid so huh." Mr. Rockwaller answered as he pulled off the sheets from the bed and stood up completely naked. As Mr. Rockwaller did a little stretching Mrs. got out of bed, revealing to be just as naked as her husband as she reached over for her glasses.
"So whats on the agenda for today Donnie?" Mrs. Rockwaller asked as she slid into her slippers.
"Oh, nothing much Penny." Donnie said as he walked over to his closet and slipped on a royal purple robe. "Just showing a regular client an updated product. Nothing new."
"Well I hope the sale works out." Penny said as she pulled out and put on a pair of yellow sweat pants and a matching T-shirt.
"You don't have to get up now hun." Donnie said getting into royal purple sweats himself.
"Meh, I'm already awake and I'm hungry from last night. Might as well." Penny nodded to her husband who tossed his wife her yellow robe as he walked past the bed to the door. "Are you gonna eat before going to work?"
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Walking down the stairs the parents of the Rockwaller family couldn't help but smile happily as they smelt fresh toast and brewed coffee in the air. Making it to the bottom and turning around the railing both took one last deep breath.
"That smells great." Penny exhaled as she looked into their kitchen and found their youngest daughter waiting for her parents holding two filled coffee mugs.
"Thanks baby girl." Donnie said grabbing one of the mugs before patting the top of his daughters head and walking over to his usual spot on the dinner table. After sitting down and taking a sip of his coffee, Donnie grabbed the days edition of the Middleton Gazette that was waiting for him there. "Whats the occasion?"
"Oh, there's no occasion." Bonnie answered as the toaster went off and a couple of fresh bagels and toast was ready.
"So, you just felt like making breakfast?" Donnie said giving his daughter a knowing look, Bonnie gave an innocent shrug as she turned to the toaster. Donnie barked out a laugh while he opened his paper "Uh-huh."
As Penny sat down next to her husband and sipped her coffee, Donnie's own coffee kicked in and a light bulb appeared above his head. Setting down both his paper and coffee Donnie looked over at his daughter and just now noticed what she had on.
"Tell me you're not wearing that to school." Donnie said pointing to Bonnie's revealing sports bra and tight leggings.
"Yeaahhh… about that." Bonnie said taking out the pieces of toast and bagels to her parents. "Can I not go to school today?"
"Why don't you wanna go to school?"
"The stove in the home economics room blew up." Penny explained nonchalantly as she grabbed a few pieces of toast.
"What?"
"Oh yeah, the room's been abandoned and forgot about for years." Penny said taking a bite. "It was infested as too. The explosion covered the room with the roaches, rats, and spiders that were living there. Wasn't your teacher hurt too?"
"Yeah, by the raccoon not any of that stuff." Bonnie explained setting the plate down in front of her father.
"Why didn't I know about this?"
"It only happened yesterday." Penny explained. "We didn't tell you because by the time you got home Bonnie was already asleep and it slipped my mind."
"The explosion burnt up the pests. Everyone all over school can smell it." Bonnie quivered in disgust. "That's why I wanna skip school today."
"Well first off I'm glad you're okay. Second I'm glad you asked me before deciding." Donnie said giving his daughter and incredulous look as he gestured to her clothes. "Fine, but I want someone to bring you you're homework. I don't want you falling behind."
"Thanks daddy." Bonnie cheered as she grabbed a bagel and headed for the door.
"Wait, where are you going?" Donnie asked but it was too late as Bonnie was already out the door with it shut behind her.
"She's going to the gym." Penny answered finishing up her own bagel.
"How long has she been doing that?"
"I think since her sophomore year."
"Huh." Donnie said as he stared at the front door. "Does Bonnie seem happier to you?"
"Well Connie and Lonnie used to pick on her a bunch." Penny shrugged. "They're both out of the house now."
"I don't know." Donnie shrugged himself. "Is she dating anyone."
"No idea. I know that her and that Brick kid bro-" Penny was interrupted when Donnie's phone alarm went off. Taking it out Donnie noticed the time and practically jumped out of his chair and made his way to the stairs.
"Jesus, I'm running late."
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"Is there any coffee other than just plain murky black?" A large muscular man wearing a form fitting yellow button up shirt along with a black tie asked, his thick Spanish accent only making his wining harder to ignore. After pressing the button steaming solid black liquid squirted out from a faucet and into the Styrofoam cup below. The muscular man picked up the cup and blew on it to try and cool it down.
"In the coffee machine that's older than you are?" Vivian sarcastically answered behind him as she put her lunch in the fridge. "I don't think so Junior."
"Meh, Miss Porter what I wouldn't give for a Triple, Venti, Half Sweet, Non-Fat, Caramel Macchiato." Junior yawned as he looked over to his coworker, greatly enjoying the look of her amazing form through the white lab coat as she bent over.
"I think that was the boss's order?" Vivian said as she stood back up and walked over to Junior with a drink carrier in hand with two cups in it. When she did Junior bent over and took a deep whiff as Vivian gave him a look before stepping back.
"You are right! May I please have one.. or perhaps two?" Junior asked as he reached down to the carrier.
"Oh no you don't. You can go to starbucks for coffee before work just like the rest of us." Vivian chastised slapping his hand away before poking him in his chest. Vivian instantly felt how very firm his muscles were and looked down at his chest. Vivian bit her lip as she reached out to feel him but caught herself just in time.
"Please? This tastes like tar and it will not keep me awake." Junior begged as he held up his own cup of coffee before yawning again. "Why do they make us get up so early?"
"Junior its not that early." Vivian answered doing her best to keep her eyes on his instead of down on his bulging and rippling muscles through his shirt.
"For me it is. Where I'm from it won't even be dawn for another few hours and I would have just gotten to bed."
"Yeah, well I don't know what to tell you." Vivian said before looking down at her watch. "I'm sorry, but the boss will be here in a few minutes. Just go over to you're cubical and pretend to work or something."
"Alrighty." Junior yawned one last time before turning around and walking down the isle. As he did Vivian couldn't help but pull out her phone and take a quick pic of the body building billionaire as he walked off, specifically focusing on his rear end in those black pants. Vivian was quickly interrupted by her thought when her phone vibrated inside her coat pocket.
After turning off the alarm Vivian walked out of the corner and made a B-line for the elevator at the end of the room. Once she made it her watched beeped and instantly Vivian saw the current elevator floor screen light up. Vivian waited patiently, coffee in one hand, a clipboard in the other.
"Here we go."
Moments later the elevator dinged and opened up, its only occupant being her boss who stepped out the door. Vivian's boss was wearing his usual black blazer suit jacket, a bright purple under shirt and tie, along with white pants. Oh and his infamous smirk.
"Ah, Miss Porter. How's my favorite protege doing this fine morning?"
"I'm doing fine sir, thank you for asking." Vivian said as she handed him a cup labeled 'boss' on it. "Here's your coffee, exactly as ordered. How are you doing this morning Mr. Hench?"
"Oh good, can't start my day without my coffee." Jack said taking his cup from Vivian before walking past her and down the isles of cubicles with Porter right behind him. After taking a sip Jack sighed. "And I'm doing fine. Ran into a little trouble on the way here. Put something in my schedule for a blue clown. Shouldn't take that long."
"Yes Mr. Hench." Vivian answered before taking a sip of her own coffee as she read through the itinerary on the clip board. "Now sir, your 1400 meeting has been bumped up to 1300, and your 1000 has-"
"Vivian. Vivian. Its the beginning of the day. I just got here. Tell me something I care about."
"Alright then sir," Vivian obeyed as she flipped through a few sheets. "your first buyer of the day is here and ready for the demonstration."
"Great." Jack cheered before taking a gulp of his coffee as they turned a corner and continued down the rows of cubical. "Nothing brightens my day or warms my heart like explosions."
When they made it to the end of the hall they hit a large chrome metal door with a security panel next to it. After putting in the codes and taking a retinal scan the door opened. Through it was a large clear hanger with no visible windows, just hard and cold gray concrete and steel. After stepping through the two were met by a couple of hencho guards in their standard faded purple and black uniforms standing at attention on both sides.
After stepping in Vivian exchanged her empty coffee cup for the sealed metal brief case held by one of the henchmen. Walking further in Jack and Vivian made their way toward their client, none other than Duff Killigan standing in the middle with small a compliment of hencho guard escorts.
"Ah, Mr. Killigan. A pleasure it is to see you this morning sir. Welcome to my humble shop." Jack greeted as he made it to Duff and offered him a handshake.
"Mr. Hench, the pleasure be all mine." Duff greeted accepting the handshake. "I look forward to seeing the new upgrades."
"As you should."
Jack answered clapping his hands. Instantly a few of the henchmen took off their packs, pulled out three patches of turf and set them down in front of the group. As two put a golf Tee on each turf the third handed Jack an industrial remote. Jack pressed the red button on the remote, instantly a set of trap doors opened up in front of them all with a series of dummies and targets spearing in their place.
Vivian herself stepped up in front of both her boss and Duff before opening the suit case showing them both three golf balls in the center, each with their own color.
"The upgraded products you see before you are not your standard explosive rounds Mr. Killigan. Each one is developed and specialized by Hencho for unique and specific situations." Vivian explained as she pulled out the golf balls and setting them down on the Tee's. "As you can see each one is a different color: the blue is cryo, the red is inferno, and the yellow is imobal."
"You can probably guess what the names imply, and don't worry about the color. They'll come in whatever the client orders."
"Hench, this ain't exactly be what I thought ye meant by 'upgrades'." Duff folded his arms. "There be a reason why mine go boom."
"Fair enough. But before you make up your mind," Jack grabbed the golf club from one of his henchmen and handed it to Killigan. "maybe you'd like to take a little test drive?"
"Aye!" Duff cheered as he yanked the golf club away and set up his shot. "Now ye be speak'n me language."
As Duff continues to line up his shot both Jack and Vivian take a step back and give each other a knowing smirk as they see the obvious glee on their client's face.
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"Ahhh, home sweet home." Donnie sighed as he kicked closed the garage door.
Walking through the hallway and into the living room Donnie saw his wife Penny curled up on the couch with a blanket sound a sleep with their dog in her lap. Walking up to the couch, Donnie looked down at his with with a sweet smile. Donnie reached over and grabbed another blanket from a chair and wrapped it around Penny as best he could without waking her or the dog up.
Turning to the right Donnie saw the TV and while it was muted he could see the flashing demographics of the news station. Donnie rolled his eyes and was about to turn away before he noticed an image of a man in a kilt with a golf club standing on turf. While the man's face was blurred Donnie knew who it was.
"Oh I can't miss this." Donnie laughed under his breath as he made his way to his study. After opening the door Donnie kicked off his shoes, and placed his jacket on the coat rack "H.A.T.E. log in pass word: ConLonBon11-11-18."
"Yes sir." A clearly artificial voice announced softly from his desk. Instantly the lap top on his desk opened on its own and sprang to life.
"Good." Donnie said as he sat down in his chair before reaching into his personal mini-fridge and pulling out a beer. While he snapped off the cap of the beer on his desk Donnie kicked his feet up on top of it at the side and leaned back on the chair. "Patch me into a media feed. Local channel. I don't want to miss it."
"Yes sir." H.A.T.E. announced, instantly a window opened up on his lap top's screen with a video feed that matched what was on his living room flat screen.
"Breaking news! Just after twelve noon this morning, super criminal and known 'self-described golf enthusiast' attacked a newly opened miniature golf course in north California. After demolishing two windmill obstacles with his bear hands, the assailant was asked to leave. He instead went on a rampage with exploding golf balls. There was a small stand off and battle between the crazed villain and authorities. After the event and the assailant was subdued there were millions of dollars in property damage, lots of minor injuries but thank fully no casualties."
"I sure hope that golf course was insured." The second news anchor joked.
"Same here Tom." The first news anchor laughed as a large picture of the villain appeared on the green screen in-between the two anchors. Though his face was blurred out Donnie could tell by the kilt alone who it was. "Now because of legal reasons we are unable to show you videos of the attacker, but we are able to show you images. Be warned though, if you have small children with you, you might want them to leave the room. These are not family friendly."
Instantly the image of the kilted villain was removed with a poor quality picture of him hitting a golf ball with his club and it exploding in mid are above a group of what appeared to be local security. The next was of a couple of windmills and a mary-go-round frozen in place with a good amount of frost holding them there. The next was of a group of caddies and the ground around them covered in flames. Another was what appeared to be small pure yellow explosion in the middle of a group of police squad cars as the deputies and officers getting out. Each one of the police and their vehicles being engulfed by a golden hue. The very last was what appeared to be a group of three officers landing a series of taser darts on the kilted villain, dropping his golf club in the process.
*"As you can see, the assailant was finally subdued by-"*
"He's got enough ordinance to break into fort knox and he uses it on a mini-golf course. Dumbass." Donnie laughed as he took a swig of his beer. But before he could continue he heard a knock at his door.
"Daddy."
"Bonnie? Come in." Donnie asked to his daughter as he hit the mute button while she opened the door.
"Hey daddy. I..." Bonnie sighed. "I need help with something I'm working on."
"Is it for school?"
"Not exactly."
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"Ahhhh, home sweet home." Wade sighed as he kicked his private bathroom door shut. Taking a deep breath to compose himself, Wade coughed before whistling. "Wow, that stinks. Hey, remind me to put an air freshener in there."
"Will do Mr. load." Announced a clearly artificial voice from all the speaker systems in the room.
"Thank you H.E.L.P."
Instantly all of his computers sounded off an alarm before all the a window appeared on all of the screens on his desk. All at different angles. The windows showed a video link of what appeared to be an empty bedroom. Most of the furniture in the room like the dresser, bed, and desk were all some shade of red while the walls were a shade of gray or silver.
"Show time. Sweet!." Wade cheered as he practically skipped over to his desk and flopped into his swivel chair in front of it. Before he could do anymore Kim Possible herself opened the door and walked in, her phone up next to her ear as she tossed her back pack on her bed.
"Okay Ron, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Just in time." Wade smiled as opened his bottom desk drawer and pulled out some industrial lube and a box of tissues then setting them on his desk. With one hand on his mouse and the other on his lap, Wade licked his lips as he enhanced the video on Kim. Specifically her ass as she bent over to charge her phone. "Nice."
As Kim went over to her backpack she hummed an off Key song before pulling out her mission clothes and setting them on a hanger from the floor. After she walked over to her closet Wade nodded.
"That's right, change into your PJ's." But Kim didn't. The teen heroine stood there frozen stiff for a few moments. Wade looked at the screen intrigued.
"RAAAHHH! All this clutter!" Kim roared as she tossed clothes hanger after hanger out of her closet.
"Whoa!" Wade said falling out of his chair and onto the floor. Popping back up to his feet looked at the screen just as Kim was about to toss her mission clothes through her window. "The hell?"
But like before, Kim froze solid and stood in place completely still. All before she rose the hanger of her mission clothes in the air and turned around with the happiest smile on her face.
"I could give them all to charity."
"Okay, weird alert." Wade nodded as he started typing away at his computer. "H.E.L.P. run a general scan on Kim's room."
"But my closet would look so empty." Kim whimpered dropping the hanger on the floor as she fell face first onto her bed. Still typing away on his keyboard, Wade looked up at the crying heroine.
"What is wrong with her?"
His question was not answered as Kim flipped over onto her back, a picture frame in hand. Wade stopped in his cyber tracks as he saw the petite cheerleader lick her lips as she slid her hand down from her stomach over her crotch.
"Ronnie." Kim moaned as she slowly started rubbing against herself.
"Ron? Seriously?" Wade asked in disbelief as he reached for the tissues with one hand and slid off his sweats with the other. "H.E.L.P. record this too."
"Will do sir."
The A.I. answered as Kim sat down the frame so she could slide that hand up her top and under her bra before moaning. This goes on for a few moments before Kim pulled her arm away from her pants to reach for her lap top to her side. After opening it and logging on she went to her digital photo album Wade Ron emailed her on her birthday. After searching for a bit Kim landed on one of the many pics of Ron after his pants were ripped off leaving him in his white and blue stripped boxers.
Kim reached over to her other side and under the mattress, pulling out a vibrator with one hand while the other unbuttons her pants. Kim slid down her pants before kicking them off the bed.
"The purple one, really?" Wade asked reaching for the lube.
Kim herself returned to rubbing herself as her head turned toward the computer screen and she clicked the next image. One where Ron was dangling pants-less, holding onto a rope for dear life in the air. Kim flipped the image so that it appeared as if Ron was on a pole in only his red and yellow boxers.
Kim smiled as she saw this and started sliding the vibrator up and down herself for a few minutes just staring at the screen. Suddenly Kim bit her lip as she slid it inside herself to hold in the moan. The heroine continued pumping the 'pleasure aid' in and out of herself holding moans and groans all the while. The teen hero couldn't help but let out a pleasurable groan as she turned on the vibrator, climaxing right then and there.
After turning it off the heroine collapsed on her bed, taking deep breaths to try and catch herself. Sighing, Kim pulled out the vibrator and slid it back under her mattress as she jumped out of her bed and walked over to her closet.
Back in wade's room, the genius himself was fast asleep, leading back into his chair. The lube's cap was off and clearly smaller than it was before. Around the invalid's feet had to be at least over half a dozen tissues all crumpled.
"Scan complete. Recording complete." H.E.L.P. announced. The A.I. silently waited in the room for a further order. "Sir?"
All cameras and optic devices in the room came to life and began searching the room for their master. Soon finding him half naked and asleep in front of his volley of computers and gadgets.
"You blew it."
