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Chapter 15
The Temptation of Mrs. Dr. P
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"Hi Wade," Dr. Anne Possible said into the phone as she busied herself in the kitchen. "What are the chances that Kimmie and Ron will be called out on a mission this evening?"
"The chances are slim to none, Dr. Possible," the young computer genius answered before taking a quick sip of his ever present soda. It was the typical conversation he rarely had with the matriarch of the Possible household. The good doctor would call if she had something special planned for the evening to see if it would get interrupted. "Most of the bad guys are locked away right now and the ones who are free, well, they haven't been very active. That means Kim and Ron should be free and clear today, and maybe even for the rest of the week."
"I've never asked this before Wade, but, how do you know what the villains are up to?" Anne queried. She had wondered just how the youngest member of Team Possible always knew what the villains were doing.
"It's simple really," Wade smugly smiled and leaned back in his chair, smugly lacing his fingers behind his head. "I've got the world wired. If there's a computer, satellite or surveillance camera in the vicinity, I can keep track of just about anybody on the planet." He sat up in his chair and typed for one and a half seconds before returning to the telephone conversation. "As a matter of fact, according to the school's cameras, Kim and Ron just left their last period class and are heading for their lockers. Do you need me to pass on a message or something?"
"Yes Wade, I do," Dr. Possible said with a devious smile, glad that the young lad couldn't see her through the telephone line. If he could guess that she needed a message passed on to her daughter then Wade could probably figure out that she was up to something if he could see her scheming countenance. "Could you tell them to come straight home after cheer practice? I have some errands for Kimmie to run and I need Ron's strong back to help move some heavy furniture."
"Will do, Dr. Possible," Wade said with a beaming smile, already getting ready to call Kim on her locker computer the second she opened the door. "Although they might make a quick stop at Bueno Nacho on the way home. It is Double Naco Night after all and you know Ron never misses that."
"That's perfectly fine, Wade," Dr. Possible chuckled in relief. Her plan was coming together nicely. "Thank you."
"Any time," Wade said before hanging up.
Anne hung up the receiver then picked up the list of things she needed from the grocery store. She knew she already had some of the items on the list but she wanted Kimmie out of the house for at least an hour while she was alone with Ron.
The rocket launch that had been postponed yesterday was back on track which meant James would be working late at the Space Center. The other minor roadblock(s) to her plan were Jim and Tim. Fortunately, they had agreed not to cause any disturbances if they were allow to watch the launch so they'd be out of the house with their father until late this evening also.
Anne looked at her list again and quickly decided that something else was needed.
Dry cleaning! She had a few dresses that should be cleaned and James' suits could used a little sprucing up too. She quickly went upstairs to gather all the clothes she thought needed to be cleaned and remembered that the carpet and upholstery in the living room needed to be steam cleaned also. That would mean a trip to the hardware store to pick up a machine.
Yes, Kimmie would be gone for at least an hour and she and Ron would be alone in the house.
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"Are you sure you want me to get all of this?" Kim questioned her mother as she scanned the list in her hand. "I'm pretty sure I saw some of the canned goods listed here in the pantry yesterday."
"I'm positive, Kimmie," Anne reassured her daughter. "We may have a few cans of corn and Sloppy Joe mix on the shelves but we go through them so fast I like to keep a few extra on hand." She gave her daughter some money. "Now, be sure to stop and get the steam cleaner. I want to clean the carpet and all of the upholstery in the living room. We haven't done it in a while."
"The couch in the living room does smell a little funky, KP," Ron said holding his nose and waving his other hand in front of his face. "Especially since Jim and Tim set off that homemade stink bomb a week ago."
"Yes, that's why I want to clean the whole room," Dr. Possible said to the two teens, remembering the incident. The smelly residue had dissipated but the room still smelled a little, funky, as Ron had put it. "Now run along Kimmie. By the time you get back, Ron and I will have the furniture moved away from the walls so we can clean under it."
"I think Ron should come with me," Kim reasoned to her mother. "I'll need him to help me load the steam cleaner into the back of the van."
"The men at the hardware store will help you with that," Anne reassured her redheaded daughter. "If Ron helps me prep the room we'll be done a lot sooner and we won't need to keep the machine an extra day."
"Okay mom. I'll be back in about an hour," Kim said as she grabbed the keys for the minivan and headed out the door.
"Okay, Mrs. Dr. P," Ron happily chirped, clapping and rubbing his hands together, ready to get started, "what do you want to move first?" Rufus scampered up onto Ron's shoulder wearing a hard hat and work gloves, also ready for action.
"Before we do any moving," Anne said as she guided Ron over to sit on the couch which already had a protective sheet draped over it, "I'd like to have a word with you."
"Is this about all of the girls I've been... wrestling with?" Ron anxiously begged. "Because none of them had done it before and we used protection all the time so we're all in the clear about any diseases or anything."
"No Ron," Anne soothingly said as she patted his forearm to calm the blond boy down. "That's good to know but it's not what I want to talk to you about."
"Oh, okay," Ron said in confusion. "Well, if it's not about that then, what do you want to talk about?"
Anne had thought about how to broach the subject with Ron but was still a little unsure how to start. She'd finally decided that the direct approach was the best.
"Ron, I'd like to know just how you can satisfy all of those girls. I mean you must be going at it for two or three hours each time. How many time do you ejaculate each day? How do you recover so quickly between each girl and why did Vivian tell me that she saw your eye color change from brown to blue?"
"Uh, which question do yo want me to answer first?" Ron nervously queried, hoping to stall a bit.
"Let's start with your eye color," Dr. Possible said and she sat down next to him to examine his chocolatey brown eyes. "I once heard you and Rufus talking about something called Mystical Monkey Powers and a blue glow. Does that have anything to do with your extra large libido?"
A thoroughly confused Ron looked at his lap and scratched his head as he said, "I've never heard my thingie called a libido before."
"Rooon," a very patient Anne Possible drolled. She knew Ron would be reticent about divulging any information about something he kept a secret. Something, she suspected, even Kim didn't know about. But she did have one ace up her sleeve that she could use. "You know I take doctor-patient confidentiality very seriously so anything you tell me will be held in the strictest of confidence."
Ron and Rufus looked at each other before the naked mole rat finally nodded. Ron let out a heavy sigh before he told Dr. Possible about his second encounter with Lord Monty Fiske at the castle and how he got his MMP. Then he told her about how the Powers improved his fighting ability, but they would come and go without any rhyme or reason. He'd later discovered, when he was alone in his room thinking about the different girls of the cheer squad, (and specifically Kim) that he could keep an erection for hours at a time and ejaculate whenever he wanted to and still remain hard.
Anne shook her head in disbelief at what she had learned over the last ten or twelve minutes. She just had to find out, "Does Kim know about these Mystical Powers of yours?"
"No she doesn't," Ron yelped. "Nobody's suppose to know about my MMP!" Rufus started chattering at Ron and the blond boy suddenly gasped in understanding. "Oh yeah that's right. My MMP isn't really a secret. Yamanouchi being a secret school for ninjas is."
"Wait a minute," Dr. Possible said in surprise. "Yamanouchi, that school you went to last year on the exchange program... is a school that teaches ninjitsu?"
"What? Noooo!" Ron quickly denied as he anxiously rubbed his nose with a finger and looked around the living room at anything except the woman sitting next to him. "A secret ninja school? Nooooooo! I don't know what you're talking about! Where did you get the idea that Yamanouchi is a secret ninja school?"
"You just told me, Ron," Anne smugly said, patting his forearm again to reassure him. "Don't worry. I think we can file this whole conversation under doctor-patient confidentiality."
"You mean it, Dr. P?" Ron begged in relief. "That'd be awesome 'cause nobody's suppose to know."
"I'll keep it all a secret... under one condition," Anne wickedly smiled as she stood up and retrieved her medical bag that she had brought out for just this reason. "I'd like to see your Mystical Sexual Powers in action."
Ron's nervousness swiftly rose again as he slowly inched away from her to the end of the couch. "But you're Kim's mom! You're like my second mom! I could never do anything with you!"
"Relax, Ron," Dr. Possible calmly said as she got her stethoscope out of the small black bag and draped it around her neck. "I just want to see if any physiological anomalies manifest themselves when your using your Mystical Powers. Just consider this to be a complete physical examination like I do on you and Kimmie each year."
"Physio what?" Ron queried, having no idea what the doctor was talking about. "What's that in English, just in case Rufus didn't understand you."
"Hey!" the naked mole rat yelped in indignation.
"What I said was," Dr. Possible laughed as she laid a gentle hand on his trembling shoulder, "I want to find out if you have any abnormal physical symptoms like a higher heart rate or blood pressure when you use your powers during sex."
"Yes, welllllll," Ron said, calming down a little. "But how are you gonna find out without me having... without us doing... without Kim or Bonnie or another girl here to do it with?"
"You said you've used the Power while masturbating before, didn't you Ronald," Anne lightly laughed. "That's all I'm asking you to do right now."
"Ah, okay," Ron said, scratching his head again. "So, what should I do?"
"The first thing I think you should do is take off your clothes," Dr. Possible said, her wicked smile beaming once again. "We don't want to get your pants or shirt messy now, do we?"
"I guess not," Ron shrugged, then proceeded to take off his shoes, socks and shirt. He stood up and hesitated, grabbing the waistband of his pants with both hands. "Mr. Dr. P. isn't gonna walk in as soon as my pants are off, is he?"
"Of course not, Ron," Anne said with a motherly smile. "And you don't have to worry about Jim and Tim bothering us either. They're with their father at the Space Center launching a rocket and won't be home until late tonight. As I said before, this will be similar to the yearly exam I perform on you every summer."
"Okay," Ron sighed in resignation as he let go of the waistband. His pants immediately dropped down to his ankles. Ron pushed his white boxers with little pictures of Wonder Weasel on them down to his ankles and stepped out of the last pieces of clothing. "Now what?" Ron asked as he sat down on the couch.
"Now I need you to get an erection while you use your Mystical Powers. But first I need to establish a base line. That means I need to listen to your normal heart rate." Anne knelt next to the couch and put the ends of the stethoscope in her ears. She had him lay down on the couch then dug a portable digital sphygmomanometer (blood pressure meter) out of the bag. Anne fastened the cuff around his wrist and took an immediate base line reading while listening to his heart with the stethoscope.
"I'll try Dr. P. but I'm not sure I can get it up with you here and the old MMP doesn't show up every time I want it to."
"Just close your eyes," Anne said as she covered his eyes with one hand, "and think of Kim or Bonnie in the nude. Picture what you'll do the next time you're alone with them in the apartment. We'll worry about it later if your Powers don't manifest themselves this time... and by manifest, I mean if they don't show up," the doctor quickly clarified, knowing Ron may not understand what the word "manifest" meant.
Anne felt Ron's eyes close under her hand and she saw a goofy smile spread across his lips so she took her hand away and swiftly checked Ron's BP and heart again. His blood pressure was actually down a little bit and his heart was beating slow, strong and steady, like he was at rest.
That shouldn't be possible.
Ron's heart rate and blood pressure should be rising just like his cock was. Ron reached down and started stroking himself with his free hand.
"Don't open your eyes and keep doing what you're doing," Anne softly said as she moved the stethoscope around Ron's chest to listen to his lungs function. His breathing was shallow. By all indications Ron should be fast asleep, not in the throes of sexual arousal.
"How are you doing?" Dr. Possible quietly asked.
"I'm doing great Dr. P," Ron dreamily answered. "I could do this all night thinking about KP and Bon Bon."
Anne started the battery operated, digital blood pressure device again as she watched Ron's hand move up and down, up and down. The pace was hypnotic and the sight of his large erection, (well, extra large if you wanted go by the majority of open boxes of condoms on the nightstand at the apartment,) was beautiful and slightly erotic, leading to her being slightly aroused. Ron was certainly turning in to a fine specimen of a man. His muscles weren't cut or chiseled like a bodybuilder's, but he didn't have very much body fat on him like last year when she had given both Kim and he a complete physical.
Anne started to reach out to touch his magnificence, the thought of ripping her clothes off and having her way with the blond boy racing through her mind.
...But she caught sight of the sleeve of the white lab coat she was wearing and restrained herself before she did something that was unethical and went against all that she stood for. This was her daughter's fiancé, a boy more than half her age.
What was she thinking?
'I swear by Apollo the Physician and Asclepius and Hygieia and Panaceia and all the gods...' the Hippocratic Oath started to run through Dr. Anne Possible's mind, reminding her that she was doing this strictly as a doctor. 'Whatever houses I may visit, I will come for the benefit of the sick, remaining free of all intentional injustice, of all mischief and in particular of sexual relations with both female and male persons, be they free or slave.'
At least she'd caught herself in time.
Anne fired up the digital BP machine again and watched the cuff inflate. At first she thought her eyes were deceiving her but then she remembered what Vivian Porter had said. Yes, there was a faint blue glow around the cuff, and along the hairline of his forehead, and seeping out from under his closed eyelids.
"Ron, are your Mystical Powers working right now?" Anne quietly asked the blond boy.
"They sure are Mrs. Dr. P.," Ron said as his hand stayed in its manual manipulation. He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Isn't that what you said you wanted?"
"Yes Ron. It is," Dr. Possible flustered. Normally, she would never see the face of her patients when they were on the operating table so seeing his face, and his blue eyes caused her heart to palpitate a bit. Anne quickly reigned in her astonishment and sensual feelings from looking into those beautiful, sexy eyes and put on her medical hat once again. "Now, you said you could go all night with Kimmie and Bonnie. Do you really mean that? Is that a result of your Powers?"
"Yeah, of course," Ron said as he swung his legs off the couch and sat up. "One Friday night just before me and KP started dating I did it alone in my room for four hours and, ur, spouted off, seven times before I fell asleep."
"That's amazing Ron," Dr. Possible said as she took one more reading when she saw Ron's erection recede and the blue glow ebb and then vanish. The heart rate and blood pressure readings were back to normal. She started putting the equipment away as she said, "You can get dressed now but I'd like to investigate your Powers further at the hospital. I'd really like to see what happens when you use your Powers and are hooked up to an EKG machine."
"Ah, okay," Ron shrugged as he got dressed. "But why would you wanna do anything else? Didn't you get enough info?"
"The info I received only leads to further questions," Anne explained as she put her doctor's bag and coat away in the hall closet and returned to the living room. "Your blood pressure and heart rate didn't increase like they normally would when you were excited and I'd like to find out whether your alpha and beta waves, your brain waves, are... not normal, when your using your Powers. I'll book some time and let you know when I'd like you to come in."
"Oh, okay," Ron nodded his understanding. He was glad that Dr. Possible always explained things in a way that he could understand. Ron grabbed onto Mr. Dr. Possible's favorite recliner and started dragging it away from the wall. Kim would be back soon and the living room needed to be prepared for the steam cleaner.
Anne also started to move the furniture away from the walls, wondering if she should find a device that sniffs our male pheromones. There was no other reason just why she'd become as aroused as she'd been during the exam. She and James still had a fulfilling sex life, even though they no longer wanted to procreate, so that wasn't the reason.
Well, those thoughts and future plans would have to wait. Knowing her daughter, Kimmie would be home soon having efficiently plowed through an hours worth of chores in half that time.
Anne also needed to go up to her bedroom for a minute to change her well soaked panties.