Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. If you recognize the characters, they aren't mine. I will never make any money from this.
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They did their best to make the rest of the day fun. They took part in a 'Kroaxan Squareball' tournament. They came in second. Not bad since Kim was learning the rules as she went.
After dinner, they checked that the idol was still safe and then went back to the viewing room to rest. Kim was stretched out over several chairs, napping with her head in Ron's lap as he watched the episode, 'Looking Glass'.
Ron could actually relate to this episode for once, watching the command crew of the Revenge return to a different ship than the one they had left, but similar enough to be creepy. It was as Commander Kane asked his crew what could have happened to their counterparts that Ron had an epiphany.
As the 'reflections' of the crew were shown being thrown into the brig of the real revenge, Ron formed the thought clearly in his mind. It hadn't been just a transfer, but an exchange. Kim's husband was back where he had come from. He was with Zita!
Ron felt a pang of jealousy as he realized that he was stroking Kim's hair. She really looked beautiful as she slept. Turnabout is fair, he supposed, particularly with himself. The other Ron is facing the same problems, the same choice. Kim or Zita. Stay or return.
Kim's already made it clear she wants things back as they were.
For the sake of both these women, he had to return, but how does he do it?
Kim stirred beneath his hand, there in his lap. She turned onto her back. Ron was looking down at her closed eyes. He playfully tapped her nose with his finger.
Kim sniffled and wiggled her nose. He then tenderly traced his finger along her lips. Kim reflexively puckered and then moaned lightly and briefly.
Ron realized that if he stayed, he could experience something that he never had before. He and Kim never had gone all the way when they were dating. Even he and Zita had waited until the honeymoon. In time, she could be willing. But would that be cheating?
Maybe not if he stayed. Staying would be almost like a divorce/remarriage without the drama. Only he and his wife would even know.
Even if he could 'sample the goods' and then return, that would actually be more disrespectful to Kim than it would be to Zita. Worse, if he did that, how could he face his Kim, his best friend and mission partner, after doing that here?
No. Kim's right. Hands off. That's the right thing to do. As he looked down, watching Kim's breathing, his hand hovered over her a moment. He knew it must be the right thing, because it sure wasn't the easy thing.
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After the panel, Zita insisted they go back up to their room. As they entered Ron asked, "Did you forget something, Z?"
Zita walked into the main part of the room and turned around. "No, but I realized something."
"What's that?"
"You don't remember our anniversary, our wedding," she sat on the bed and stretched divinely, "or our honeymoon."
"That's right," said Ron, a little embarrassed.
Zita then stood up again and began a sultry little dance, "This is our chance for a second honeymoon."
Ron was breathless as Zita danced over to him, making full use of her costume and the assets it barely concealed.
"Or for you, our first," she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Ron put his arms around her as they kissed.
Rufus jumped out of Ron's tunic, barely noticed by his humans. He opened a drawer, lay down on some shirts and went back to sleep.
Zita released their kiss and stepped back to resume her little silent dance. She loosened her top slowly, revealing more and more as she twirled, bent and curved slowly.
Ron circled around, never taking his eyes from her as he walked to sit on the bed, nearly tripping over it when he arrived.
Finally, her top fell away. Zita had no tan lines. She was more ample than Kim.
Oh God, Kim!
Zita continued her dance either not noticing the look on Ron's face, or taking its goofy appearance for male excitement.
Ron didn't know what to do. He didn't want to hurt anyone, least of all, his beautiful wife.
Zita danced a little closer, jiggling in front of him and smiling.
Talk about a beautiful wife. He reached out without thinking.
Zita stepped back out of reach, teasing him.
She soon wiggled out of her costume completely and teased him a little more before practically launching herself into his lap, straddling him. Ron was knocked onto his back as they kissed. Then Zita arched her back as Ron began kissing every inch of her that his lips could reach. He left very little unkissed.
They rolled so that she could lie back while he continued his exhaustive lip survey.
His robe and tunic came off slowly as he kissed up and down her body.
When the moment of full joining came, Zita moaned as he moved within her, "Oh, Ron. My Ron."
Ron paused when he heard that. Then quickly covered his hesitation with some ear nibbling while he thought.
He wasn't her Ron. He's somewhere else.
Passion, and Zita's hands on his rump, brought his thoughts back to his current activity.
Zita curled her arms and legs about him completely when he was finally spent within her. She then passed into sleep, suggesting to Ron that, despite his inexperience with Zita's body, they had actually climaxed together.
Ron laid there another moment, too tired and unwilling to break their connection.
It hadn't been just a transfer, he realized, but an exchange. Zita's husband was back where he had come from. He was with Kim!
Ron felt a pang of jealousy but then realized how futile that was in his current position.
She really looked beautiful as she slept. Turnabout is fair, he supposed, particularly with himself. The other Ron is facing the same problems, the same choice. Kim or Zita. Stay or return.
If he wants to return, how does he do it? Does he want to return?
Zita stirred beneath him. He turned over onto his back. Zita settled into a semi-fetal position with her head on his chest.
Ron realized that Zita had just given an experience like never before. He and Kim had waited until the honeymoon. He'd never had anyone else this way before. She knew ways to excite him that Kim had not yet tried.
Had he just cheated on Kim?
Maybe not if he stayed. Staying would be almost like a divorce/remarriage without the drama. Only he and his wife would even know.
But if he were to return, that would make him an adulterer. But it would actually be more disrespectful to Zita than it would be to Kim. How could he face the Kim that was a wife, as well as best friend and mission partner, after what he's just done here?
How could he give up what he had with Kim to stay with Zita?
Could he even face the Kim that lives here as just best friend and mission partner, knowing what marriage to her is like?
Why is the right thing never the easy thing?
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My first really mature scene and it wasn't even my favorite pair.