Everyone got out of bed a few hours later than the day before, and Kim was sore, though she wasn't complaining. Instead she wore the dress and did a few moves around the cabin to show off for her mother, until Shego snagged her at the end of a somersault for a surprise smooch. She was just as quick to do the same to Ann as thanks for making brunch. Everyone had a healthy appetite after last night, and the villainess was convinced the majority of the effort had been hers.

The redheads were disinclined to argue.

The application of sunblock that afternoon was more erotic than the day before. Shego got a kick out of kissing one Possible while the other was too busy rubbing the stuff into her skin; the fact that they took turns was supposedly happenstance. At one point, Ann brought up the possibility that now she'd had both, just one of them wouldn't be enough for her anymore. Shego assured them it would not be the case, though she was curious how Kim would feel about her girlfriend and mother hooking up without her.

"As long as it's not behind my back or anything," the teenager decided, then looked to her mother. "I mean, if it becomes a regular thing... should we have a standing rule, or something? Like, I'd want to know if it happens..."

"I don't know if it'll become a regular thing," Ann admitted, "I'd like to do this again, or something like it, but... it depends on how your father feels about me sleeping with another woman."

Shego smirked as the mention of her father caused Kim to blush. "How much does he know about this weekend?"

"I wasn't very specific," Ann informed them both, "But he knew what happened last night was a possibility. He is... curious. I never would have come along, otherwise."

"So I may yet get to bend you over your desk and take you roughly from behind? Whether he's there to watch or not?"

Now it was Ann's turn to blush. "Maybe."

When it was Kim's turn with the sunblock, Ann chose to do her legs this time. She hadn't forgotten that brief impulse she'd had last night, and she gauged her reactions as her hands travelled around her daughter's thighs and calves. Like the rest of her, they were in fantastic shape. She found herself wondering about genetics instead of what it would be like to touch Kim more intimately.

"You're in such incedible shape," she chose to voice, "And I can see how attractive that would be, but for me it seems more... admirable."

"Meaning what?" Kim asked.

"It's... I'm not touching someone I'd like to... it's more like admiring a work of art."

"Well, you're responsible for a third of it," Shego opined.

"Only a third?"

"Your third, poppa's third, and what Kimmie's done with it. It's not like she was born in such good shape, is it."

"You have a point."

Kim giggled at the concept. "I'm a work of art."

"You've gotta date a sculptor someday, princess," Shego decided. "I can see it now, a work in clay titled, 'Impossible Nude.' Hm, maybe I'll take it up myself someday."

"With your hands, it'd have to be something more impressive than clay," Kim replied as she twisted around to kiss her. "Metal?"

Shego only hummed in response, unused to contemplating a creative use for her glow.

The green girl got to do all of Ann's body, as Kim was content to doze under the sun. Ann enjoyed how Shego spent a little too much time with her hands on the more sensitive areas, but eventually all three of them were on their own towels, enjoying the Sunday for as long as they could. Sunbathing, swimming, perhaps another meal... and then they'd have to go.

"I wish school was already over, then we could have stayed for a whole week," Kim sighed as she dropped her backpack on the floor and plopped down on the couch next to her mother.

"I probably wouldn't have been able to come," Ann pointed out.

"Are you glad you did?"

"Yes," Ann answered, pulling her daughter over into a hug. "It's good to see you so happy. And to hear it as well," she added with amusement.

Kim was not embarrassed. "We don't really get the opportunity to let go, like that."

"Well, I'm glad you did here." The doctor waited a moment, then asked, "You really couldn't walk, when she was done with you?"

"I can do anything! I... I just wasn't willing to try until," and at this point the involuntary giggling started, "Until I got some feeling back!"

Ann shook her head and held Kim close as the teenager succumbed to her self-inflicted mirth.

"What I miss?" Shego asked as she walked in from the bedroom with her duffel bag.

"Kimmie was just expounding the virtues of your sexual techniques," the elder redhead told her, prompting fresh giggles from her daughter.

Shego watched her with more than a little diffidence. "Aaand she finds them amusing?"

"Mmmfrom a certain point of view," Ann answered with a smirk that looked surprisingly like the one the villainess ussually saw in the mirror.

"Hmm."

Kim quieted enough to speak. "Shego, do we have to go right now?"

"Why, you want a quickie before we leave?" the green girl asked in an almost scolding tone, hands on hips.

"Sounds like fun." Kim spread her legs as an invitation, despite being fully clothed.

Instead of approaching, Shego studied the claws on one glove. "Have I ever mentioned how amusing I find your teenage appetite for orgasms?"

"Isn't that why you keep calling me a slut?" Kim shot back.

With a sigh of mock frustration, Shego raised her other hand to the first and started pulling off the glove. "I don't want to hear any 'rest for the wicked' jokes."

By the time she had both her gloves off, Kim's shorts and panties were on the floor. With a knee on the side Ann wasn't already occupying, Shego leaned over Kim and started kissing her. With one hand in her hair, the other worked through the teenager's shirt at the soft treasure beneath before tugging the fabric up for a better feel.

As if suddenly remembering Ann was right there, Shego broke the kiss to look, and found the neurosurgeon smiling demurely. "Enjoying the show?" she asked.

"Will I need to pay you another five dollars?"

"I'm considering it," the villainess quipped before leaning over and kissing her as well.

"Now I'm getting a show," Kim pointed out. "Mom, I think she's come up with an evil plot to deprive you of all your five dollar bills."

"Hush, you!" the villainess quickly commanded before enforcing the teenager's silence with her tongue.

Ann took a turn. "So now we owe you fifteen? Perhaps you intend to go back and forth until you have all the cash."

"Oh, now you're asking for it." Shego growled and suddenly picked Kim up, provoking a surprised squeak from the girl, only to plant her in her mother's lap. With the younger redhead's legs still spread wide, the villainess was easily able to straddle Ann's thighs. She then pressed bodily against Kim, sandwiching her between her mother and herself.

Shego's kisses returned with fresh intensity, still passing from one to the other and back again. Kim, now aroused beyond humour, struggled with Shego's collar until she managed to undo the snap, and unzipped the top of her catsuit in order to sufficiently bare the green girl's neck. Whenever Shego was kissing Ann, Kim sucked on her neck, nibbling and biting as her lover rubbed against her.

Ann could feel every gasped breath and excited quiver that passed through her daughter's body, the way her hips and buttocks felt as she moved against Shego... and it was impossible not to be turned on. When Shego started working her way down the teen hero's body, the rational part of her mind worried about potential stains to her skirt. The thought didn't last long as the villainess slipped to the floor and spread her legs as well, so that she would have easy access to Kimmie's crotch.

Kim squirmed as Shego's mouth went to work, her head falling back onto her mother's shoulder as she moaned at the contact. Ann found her hands grabbing her daughter's waist tightly as her movements theatened to make her slip from her current position. Kim whimpered, apparently at the extra pair of hands on her, and it made Ann freeze for a moment of unthinking panic. Then she felt hands on hers, fingers sliding between her own. Her daughter welcomed the contact, and Ann chose to keep holding on.

The more Shego went at it, the more animated Kim became. Ann occasionally found herself supporting her daughter's weight as her hips rose involuntarily, before Shego's hands clamped back down on her thighs. Being constrained so seemed to push Kim closer to the edge. Even when they were making love, they were fighting against each other.

One of Kim's hands went into Shego's hair, clutching and pulling. A moment later, her other arm rose and went around her mother's neck. Her body flushed both in colour and heat as the tone and volume of her voice began to rise. Ann watched Shego clamp down again, and wrapped her arms around her daughter's waist to do the same.

Shego's muffled growl set the young redhead off. Kim's body quivered and bucked against the limbs that constrained her. Ann held on tight, feeling her daughter's hot breath on her cheek with every exclamation...

Until Kim's lips were suddenly pressing against hers.

Given her own state of arousal, Ann allowed the kiss to continue once it registered that it was actually happening. There was no tongue, just an open mouth frantic for contact in the heat of the moment. An act of passion at the peak of its fulfillment, ending as the moment passed and the girl collapsed, gasping for breath.

Kim's body quivered as if suffering aftershocks while Shego lapped up the wet mess before her, then crawled back up to kiss Kimmie's other lips. Her eyes remained open as she did so, staring at Ann until it was clear to the elder Possible that she had seen (and loved) what had happened. The neurosurgeon's face flushed anew under that stare; she had given the villainess the briefest, slightest glimpse of what she wanted most... and a part of her was thrilled at the prospect.

Of course, Shego had to try and take it a step further. She broke her kiss with Kim and brought her face over to the other Possible's. Ann gasped as she realised the green girl's intention, a gasp that brought the scent of Shego's breath, still musky with the flavour of... where it had just been. Ann stared at those moist lips until she noticed Shego was waiting for permission. That consideration made her heart leap; she could decline without consequence, she knew it. But she had come this far.

Ann nodded, and Shego leaned in. She kissed the doctor as passionately as ever, and the flavour on her tongue actually reminded Ann of her own. Perhaps all redheads did taste more or less the same.

As Shego leaned back with a satisfied hum, Kim gasped. "Oh... mom, I... I wasn't thinking, I didn't mean to... I just..." Apparently what she had done had taken this long to catch up to her brain.

"It's okay, Kimmie," Ann told her, the arms still around her hugging tightly. "Heat of the moment, I understand. Just don't expect it to happen again anytime soon... unless we somehow end up in a similiar situation." She directed a dubious scowl at the young woman in front of them.

"I'd better start planning the next trip," Shego said with a lascivious smirk.

The car and driver that had brought them to the airport was there to return them home. The front door opened as the Possible women approached.

"Hi dad!" Kim said as she crossed the threshhold first.

"How were the boys?" Ann asked as she followed.

"No bones broken," James replied, completely seriously. "They're getting ready for bed right now, so I'll let you tuck them in. How was your weekend?"

Ann gave him the smirk she'd stolen from Shego as she purred, "Enlightening," before drawing her husband into a hug and planting a noisy kiss on his cheek.

"I'll go take my stuff to my room," Kim said quickly as she tried not to rush up the stairs too obviously.

"Is... is that a bitemark?" James asked as he got a closer inspection of the neurosurgeon's neck.

"Mm-hm."

"So, it was... I mean, you..."

"First, I think I should tell you I was completely naked all weekend."

"Oh. Okay..." That was all James could think to say, his wife's body pressing against him quite firmly in a hug that she seemed determined to prolong until it qualified as a cuddle. Her cuddles were always distracting to the point of impairing higher brain function.

"And Kimmie's friend thoroughly enjoyed rubbing in the sunblock."

James couldn't help imagining another woman's hands all over his naked wife. "And did you, um..."

"I enjoyed it too. Enough to let her do some other things to me..."

An involuntary gulp preceded the question, "Like what?"

Ann finally broke the hug, looked him in the eye, and told him, "I'll tell you tonight."

The smile never left her face as she grabbed her luggage and headed for the bedroom, swaying her hips a little more than usual the whole way.

James cleared his throat. At least one part of him had no problem whatsoever with everything Ann had just said... though the squeeze she'd given it before sashaying off may have had something to do with it.

Author's Note: For the sake of clarification, this weekend getaway took place somewhere in the middle of Ron's moody medley in So The Drama. Also, pronouns during same sex threesomes can be tricky.