In Middleton at 8:30 pm, Anne Possible was a doctor about to leave from work. She had three beautiful children, Jim and Tim, and Kim. Kim, her daughter, is a hero that saves the world with Ron Stoppable's long-life best friend.
Dr. Anne Possible sighed and stretched, leaning back against the counter. Picking up her bags with a rolling eye as she listens to her co-worker.
"What is going on with you and Ron?" Anne's friend responded.
The co-worker couldn't deny that, but something was going on with the young kid and Anne. The nurse could see it in the way they stood so close together when Stoppable come by the hospital. Anne put her arm around Stoppable's shoulder. The nurse knew all this because she had seen this sitch before.
"Nothing is going on with Ronald and me. He is like a son to me, Jillian." Anne lies in thought. She couldn't take the risk of anyone finding out the truth. Anne was cheating on her husband with Ron. One day Anne comforted Ronald at his house. She saw him crying on the bed, mumbling about a fight with him and Kim.
They were fighting over Josh.
Ron tells Kim how he feels about her, but she doesn't say it back. Ron told Anne, why the girls don't like him? he told her about his problems at school, the bully sitch, people call him a loser.
Barkin out to get him.
Ron's face was streaked with tears that night as it ran down, dropped down to his chin, "Shh, shhh, it's alright, Ronald.
Anne took a handkerchief from the inner pocket of her white jacket and gently whipped his face.
She remembers telling Ron. 'Ronald, you are charming in sweet. Any girl is lucky to have you.'
'No, I'm not Doc P even my own best friend doesn't want me.' Ron signed, breathing heavily.
Anne frown at that memory. The next thing she recalled, she was in his arms, passionately kissing him and working on Ron's red jersey, crawling into his lap. Her tongues were fighting for dominance.
Jillian blinked and gave her friend a deadpan look.
"An affair ain't no easy thing," she continued. "It can destroy everyone around you, including yourself. You need to think about it and wonder if it's worth it. And so does Ronald."
Anne shook her head a little too, trying to come up with a story, her denial a little too strong. "Nothing is going on. I am not going to leave James. This is not a fling. I'm happily, completely in love with my husband. I have three children and a very great household, and you need to mind your own business, Jillian." Anne declared openly, ignoring further eye contact.
The nurse hoped she was able to get through to her. "Okay. I get it. I'll keep my mouth shut for now. But don't think that it's going to go away anytime soon, you have a family. What will Kim think of her best friend? This sitch will get worse. Whatever it is you two got going, stop it," she warned as she tossed her cup into a nearby trash can and walked away, leaving Anne behind to think about what she'd said.
Anne began walking in the opposite direction towards the exit of Middleton Hospital. She felt the vibration of her phone and heard the ring of a bell, alerting her of a new text. Taking it out of her pocket, she unlocked the phone to read the message:
Anne meet me in Middleton East Hotel.
Room 205
Anne didn't have to do this. It was only supposed to be a one-time deal, a one-night stand with Ronald, who she comforts him, though she'd told him it could never happen again.
But no, she wanted more of Ronald.
The sweet look of Ron, every cooking he made, every text message in private, the late-night meeting in the hotel where they'd meet in secret to have sex. Every time she saw him, she folded herself into his arms and they watched a movie together. And every time she left the hotel room, fastening an earring and hopping on one foot as she put on her shoes, saying, "Same time next week, Ronald?" Anne announced.
Ron's charming self pull a portion of her heart wanted more of Ron.
Her daughter was a fool for not accepting Ron as a boyfriend. Anne couldn't help herself see Ron all over again.
She took another look at the text:
Middleton East
Room 205
They hadn't slept together since Kim and Ronald had been on way too many missions. Tonight Kimmie was on a date with Josh.
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she made a call.
"Hey Anne, I'm how about a date tonight," James answered with a smile in his voice.
The guilt weighed heavily on her. "I'm sorry, but it's going to be another late night at work, dear. Another guy got hurt today in a car accident. I will have all night." she asked,
"Ok, Anne," James said on the other line.
She forced herself to frown, but she felt like shit. "Okay, I'll see you later." She hung up before he could say anything else.
She could still change her mind. She could go home to her husband and see Jim and Tim, have dinner with her family. She could smile and deceive that everything was okay and that she was still happy in their marriage. She could make love to her husband tonight after dinner and try not to think about Ronald she wanted.
She could go home.
Anne waited to hail a cab on the sidewalk, pacing back and forth. Her car was in the shop getting fix. Once the taxi pulled over, she opened the door and settled in the back seat.
"Where to, ma'am?" asked the driver.
"Take me to Middleton east."
/
Middleton east hotel;
Despite her apparent nerves, she knew at that moment. She was making the right decision. She and Ron were going to have sex again.
He booked them the penthouse suite on the top floor in Middleton east hotel. She quickly entered the elevator with a few other guests and pushed the button for the suite. Now she was going to sleep with one of the sweetest men she had ever met in her life.
The elevator finally dinged for her floor. Exiting, she headed to the front of the door for the suite. Taking a calming breath, she slipped the key card into the door and pushed it open. She shut the door behind her and walked into the suite.
Her eyes widened in surprise at the room. It was lovely luxurious and reminded her of French, spotting Rufus eating cheese on the couch. The colors were white. She couldn't believe Ron booked this suite for them for only one night since he was working at Bueno Nacho again. The room is different than what they usually get more significant. They'd done this before, anyway, spent long nights in bed together, in one another's vicinities. It was the glory of having an affair.
Anne was so caught up in staring at the hotel space that she didn't notice Ron standing before her.
"I wasn't sure you were going to come," he said. He was standing before her, looking at him and casual in his usual tanned cargo pants and his red jersey shirt. Ron smiles at her.
"I'm here. We're both here. We made this decision to be in a relationship."
Ron stopped in front of her and held her gaze and capturing her lips in a kiss as her arms came up to wrap around his neck. He pulled her tightly to his chest, and their kiss grew hotter.
Anne clamped his shoulders when his hands came down her sides before gripping the edge of her white doctor coat she was wearing. He slowly slid it up until he had it over her head and on the floor, kissing her slow as his hands moved up and down her back, pleasure ran through her body.
Ron backed her up until she hit the wall. She hooked a leg around his waist and pulled him close. Her hands carded through his short blonde hair.
"This belt has to go," Anne told him, tugging on his belt buckle as his pants fall, showing his spotted white boxers. She gentle cupped the back of his head with her free hand, she sighed. "And Ronald fuck me. Don't keep a lady waiting."
Ron didn't need to be told twice, grabbed her bottom with both hands, and hoisted her up, moving them toward the bed.
/
30 minutes later;
She couldn't control the volume of her voice as she became louder, crying out his name when he hit the right spot of her.
"Yes, oh god, yes."
Ron dropped his head to her shoulder as they both came down, loving the feeling of her in his arms, wrapped around him, slick, sweaty skin skating across slick, sweaty skin. Anne was naked, and so was Ron lying in bed together panting.
The tv was blasting, and the warmth eases the ache in her muscles. Anne sighs loudly, letting her head drop against his chest. A few strands blush his face, and Anne runs her mouth along his neck.
The way she comforts him felt right.
"So," she starts, yawns. Ron grins boyishly.
"I wore you out, the Ron-man rocks," Ron said with a chuckle.
"You did," Anne agrees, and Ron smirks into her skin, running his hands along with her breast. "You like?" she teases.
"I do." Ron's grin was goofy.
Anne sinks deeper into his chest, smiling on the after sex. "I don't understand what a loser like me is doing with a pretty lady by my side. Ron Stoppable is not a babe magnet, not a hottie." Anne, poking his thigh with her nail.
"Ronnie, you are loyal, honest, and sweet. You face villains on missions to protect my Kimmie. You are a true gentleman to me. You, not a loser."
"I sorry, Anne, it's just Bonnie was giving me a hard time at school today." Ron frown.
"So this Bonnie girl is the problem?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe I visited Middleton High and gave Bonnie a piece of my mind. Nobody mess with my men." Ann laughs as she leans in and kisses him on the lips. Soft, quick. Like a habit.
Being with Ron was perfect when she's in his arms.
It's comforting.
Anne licks her lips and leans back a little, studies the white ceiling. They have the hotel room until morning, but Anne can only stay another half hour, at the most.
Anne's phone begins to sound off her husband, message. It goes straight to silent before she can even get up to get it. She groans loudly.
"I gotta go. It's James" Anne frowns, moving out of his hold to walk in the shower.
Blackhole, Ron thought.
He sees her form through the glass shower, naked, wet. With the water streaming down her body, she used the shower gel, rubbing the gel into her skin.
James was going to kill him.
He heard her turn off the water after some time. Anne dried herself and wrapped the white motel towel around her, she exited the bathroom, the small desk lamp light up by Ron as Anne sauntered toward him, taking her place on his lap again. Her mouth captures his lips for one last time until they met again, snaking his arms around her, kissing her, and holding her for all he was worth, breathing her name into her skin.
To be continued.