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moving up moving on	By : LouandRo Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 24119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 13
- 14
- 15
Author: Naughty Tooner
Summary: Second a Series that started with “Bonnie Ballerina.”
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): M/F, F/F, M/F/F, M/F/F/F, modeling, mast, oral, anal, toys, language
Feedback: desired.
Characters: All known Kim Possible Character including Josh Mankey and Tara, Bonnie Rockwaller, and Shego included.
Author’s notes: The Training of Yori Continues, Sheila (Shego) has a Midnight Date with Drew Lipsky (Dr. Drakken) and some new surprises are in order! And how are the rest of the Gang doing? Well read on and find out!
*Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters of Kim Possible, the Disney Company owns them. Also if there is any music involved all Music is in fact owned by the respective musicians and or groups, and I’m not writing this story to make any money off of it.. Period.
True ‘Blue’ Confessions chapter 14

That Same Morning Sheila Received ‘The Package’, Bonnie herself was still wondering why Jason had given her a present that she wore on her left hand.

She was still in awe of the ring it was huge, the diamond was a 5 carat stone set in white gold or was it platinum, she couldn't tell which. Jason was sitting in the living room, his eyes glued to a college basketball game. Bonnie looked at him and thought how much did she really know about Jason, the answer was not much. She decided to finally ask him.

"Jayce, can we talk please?" He turned and smiled, grabbed the remote and switched the game off. "You want to talk about what hon?" Bonnie looked at the ring and held it up, "Jayce how did you get this ring and well you want to marry me, I want to know all about the real Jason Morgan!" Her demanding tone made Jason cringe, he didn't want her to think that he was some rich snob bastard, who was looking for a quick fling, some hard hot fucking and just dump her like yesterdays garbage.

"Bonnie to tell you the truth My family is stinking fat RICH, they are all plastic people from my parents to my brother the only one who was real was my grandmother, she’s the one who gave me that ring in trust for when I found the perfect young lady to give my heart to."

Bonnie regarded Jason and her eyes filled with tears. "You’re telling me that you’re rich? How rich Jayce how stinking rich are you?" Bonnie’s voice held an edge of fear in it.

"Bon hon, with just my inheritance from my Grandmother alone, I'm worth 7.9 Million dollars, this of course doesn't include my allowance from stocks and bonds, or property like this building, which my dad just signed over to me yesterday."

Bonnie Rockwaller was floored when Jason Morgan, the high school basketball star was worth 7.9 million dollars, and he was in love with her.

Bonnie sat down in the chair hard; her face looked all starry eyed. Her Jayce was worth more then any rich bastards her freak sisters had ever brought home, she was primed now to bring the heat on Lonnie and Connie now, as they would pay for all the cruel things they had said to her in the past.

"Jayce...I love you, but…” Bonnie paused a moment, “How come you didn't tell me about this building until now belonging to you? Will you be kicking nice old Mrs. Ferngarden out on the street?"

Jason pulled her close to him, and grinned at her. "Why would I kick out a nice old lady like her out onto the street, for heaven’s sake? She’s agreed to stay on, and collect the rents as a building manager for me."

Bonnie smiled a quirky little smile, and kissed him on the lips, a passionate warm kiss. He was more then just rich, he was kind, and he was gentle,

And he was hers.

But Bonnie was also wondering if she would tell him her secret… Other then the stripper one, Bonnie Rockwaller was now living a ‘triple life’ as it was...

Part – time High School Senior during the school day, and at night she was a stripper, and now she was an advisor for Global Justice on the side, to help agents learn the arts of stripping and being rather seductive to gain information.

Bonnie internally let out a little sigh. In a way her life was starting to get a bit more complicated, almost as bad as her high school rival, Kim Possible’s had become, and now with Jason wanting to marry her, her life got a bit more complicated.

But the thought of marriage, well that wasn't so complicated, unless… Bonnie pondered a thought, unless Jayce wanted kids….

She cringed inwardly yet when she thought about kids; a smile came to her lips.

"Jayce darling, I have another question…" Bonnie said as she got up out of her chair and walked over to where Jason was sitting.

Jason Morgan looked at her, as he could see that something was indeed troubling her. “Sure thing Bon,” Jason Said smiling, “What is it that you wanted to ask about?” Bonnie gulped a little as she took a deep breath and asked the question to Jason, “Jayce, hon,” Bonnie began, “About the marriage proposal,” Bonnie asked, “What about future plans?”

Jason looked at her with a bit of a puzzled look on his face, “What future plans are we talking about?” Jason asked as he arched his right eyebrow slightly. Bonnie then sat down on his lap and looked at him with those piercing blue eyes of hers. “Well…” Bonnie said, “How do you feel about having …” Bonnie paused for a second, “Children.” Jason looked at her in a bit of a surprise, “Y-youre not pregnant now, are you?” Bonnie shook her head negatively, “No Jayce, I was just wondering if you wanted to have Kids, and if so when?”

“Oh,” Jason said as he looked at Bonnie, “Well, “ he said thoughtfully, “I was thinking if we did have children,” Jason began, “I think it would be wise to just wait and see.” He further added, “After all I know how Kids can be when you’re young and carefree and want to have a life, but then you know, Jason said as he smiled at Bonnie, “Knowing you and the way you work out, Having Kids wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world my love,” Jason said as he gently ran a finger across her soft sensual lips. “But I feel that maybe right now wouldn’t be a good time for kids I mean we’re still not even 20 yet, and I would rather wait until you’re about oh… twenty eight or so?”

Bonnie looked at Jason and wondered why such a curious response, “Okay but why Jayce?” Bonnie asked. “Well it will give us time to get to know about us better, and in fact hon, he said as he pulled her close to him, “I like to watch you strip hon,” Jason said before he passionately kissed her on the lips.

Bonnie shivered and pulled him tight to her. She didn't think waiting till 28 would be that bad after all by then you were almost dead weren't you, she shuddered at the thought of becoming old and wrinkled but then she remembered her grandmother and grandfather they were very happy together and had been for nearly 50 years, she glanced into Jason’s eyes and actually thought growing old with him wouldn't be so bad.

Just about that time Hiro and Yori exited the bedroom and made for the kitchen table. Bonnie brushed the thoughts away and turned to the job at hand. "Ok after you two eat Yori and I, are headed out to the club to train. Hiro, why don't you and Jason go do some ‘guy stuff. “As Bonnie’s eyes looked pleadingly at Jason for help.

Jason grinned and picked up on the clue that Bonnie was laying down for both him and Hirotaka. "Sure, hey Hirotaka, I was wondering…”Jason paused for a second, “Do you like soccer?” Hirotaka nodded at Jason as he sat there eating some breakfast.

“There’s a Championship play-off today." Jason said, as Hiro smiled. Apparently Hirotaka knew the drill, as sure as he was a ninja.

"Of course, Jason-san,” Hirotaka said, “Who is it that is playing?" Hirotaka replied. Jason grinned further and explained to Hirotaka, that the Go City Wildcats were playing BG University for the Conference Title. Hirotaka smiled as the Young Japanese man did understand the nuances of soccer. “I think we should get out of here in an hour or two.” Jason said grinning as he winked at his girlfriend. Bonnie knew that at least today Yori wouldn’t be as nervous as she knew that Hirotaka was being kept busy.

After the two young men left it took Hiro several minutes to find the exact way he would go about parting ways with Jason, he really had no wish to go view a soccer game. As they drove to the game Hiro made himself concentrate, the skills of invisibility were those taught to all of the schools students he had been a very apt pupil and learned to disappear. When the car stopped at the next red traffic light, Hiro made his move, with utter stealth he exited the car, and was behind the bushes by the side of the road before Jason noticed he was even gone.

Jason turned to speak to Hiro, and looked around curiously. "Where the fuck did he go?" Not wanting to miss the game he drove on the season finale was not a game he intended to miss regardless of a man missing.

Half an hour later, after Yori had finished breakfast, and Jason and Hirotaka had left for the soccer playoffs, the two women eased out the door and were in less than ten minutes at the Pink Kitty Cat club.

To Bonnie, it seemed rather strange to not be dragging in a bag with clothes, as the bar manager and her boss, (in both aspects of being an advisor and a manager) Kitty provided both her and Yori with whatever they need for them to train, and even though it was just the second day on the job in terms of the advisory position, Bonnie knew that today was going to be what she hoped for was a routine day.

Once they got inside the club, and had headed to Kitty’s office, the two girls went to the door, and Bonnie buzzed the intercom. Kitty’s voice come over the intercom speaker. “Yes?” Kitty said, “It’s Decadent and Lotus, and we’ve come to talk.” Bonnie replied, and within seconds the two women were inside the manager’s office as Yori closed and made sure the door was secure behind them.

Once they had entered the office, Kitty met them and opened the secret panel to allow access to the elevator that would take them downstairs to the training gym. Kitty smiled as she greeted the two women. "Good morning, you two,” Kitty said to both the women.

Yori Traditionally did a bit of a Japanese bow, as Bonnie stood silently with her arms folded like she was waiting for her to start the training. “How goes the training Yori chan,” As Kitty stepped into the elevator with the two young women. As the doors of the elevator closed shut and they started their descent into the gymnasium below, Yori spoke, “Quite well Kitty-san” Yori replied quite cheerfully.

But Kitty noticed that Bonnie was still her serious self. Bonnie looked at Yori and thought about her life, it had become so confusing. But a job was a job, and this job paid as much as the rest.

As the doors to the elevator got to the Gymnasium level and opened to the spacious gym, Kitty looked at both women, “Well,” Kitty Lin said, “If you need anything more today ladies, Just buzz me via the intercom on the wall here by the elevator, and I’ll see what I can do.” With that Yori and Bonnie were all alone in the gymnasium and it was then that Yori Decided to ask about today’s lessons.

Hiro had run all of the way, using breathing techniques he was able to keep from collapsing, quietly he crept into the deserted club, and snuck past Kitty as she exited the secret panel, he waited till she closed the door and smiled, once again ninja skills triumphed over human eyes, he pressed the button for the maintenance level when the doors opened he slipped down to the hidden security room on the gym level.

Meanwhile in the Gym, Yori decided to ask a question. "Bonnie-San what will we be practicing today?" Bonnie finally was able to relax a little as she realized that there really was no pressure with the job she was working on. When she was alone with herself, and her trainee, it was just the two of them. Bonnie then smiled and replied, "Today we study how to tease men,” Bonnie said as she suddenly started stripping her clothes off and proceeded to show Yori how it was done. “When you have an audience watching you,” Bonnie began, “You just don’t remove clothes quickly...” Bonnie said as she pulled off her pink crop top nice and slow, “You want to let the guys guess what you’re going to do.”

Bonnie had her crop top up a bit so that Yori could see part of her bra underneath. “But then you go for the real tease and let them guess what you might do, with that Bonnie reached down and turned and kicked off her right shoe. “Pretty simple really.” Yori just nodded as Bonnie continued, “In some ways you can make it a game, and in fact you don’t have to do the same thing twice.” Bonnie added.

Yori considered and moved to the small runway stage. "Are you saying that these men come to see you just get naked but that you do this thing like it’s a game?"

Bonnie nodded her head. "Then if I say start slowly and remove just the belt." Yori did just that letting the belt of the kimono fall away. Bonnie smiled and moved closer to the stage. "Then say I throw the outer kimono off." She dropped it to the floor. Hiro watched his mouth hung open behind the one way security glass. "So then I might swirl the inner kimono like this and then drop it thus." She finally dropped the inner kimono and stood naked. Hiro's eyes bulged she had rouged her body as the ancient geisha's did; his cock sprang up in his pants. He had had her before but this was a side he had never seen Yori was very sexually exciting as a geisha. Her lips were painted brightly and her eyes were almond, he stared at her body and felt feelings he hadn't felt before.

Bonnie nodded in approval and then added as she showed her that even showing a little leg or teasing them by lifting the inner kimono up would be acceptable. Yori was in fact starting to relax, when she decided to ask a question about someone she knew...

“Bonnie-san,” Yori began, as she continued her practice with her routine, “Tell me what you know about …” She paused for moment, “Stoppable-san.” Bonnie knew Ron Stoppable better then most women did, and in fact Bonnie knew one thing about Ron, that he was a loser, and that he also was dating her rival at School Kim Possible. “Yori, “Bonnie began, “Why are you asking about Ron Stoppable?” Yori looked at Bonnie and smiled, “I guess you don’t know Stoppable-san, like I know him.”

Bonnie now was the one that was wondering what Yori was talking about. “What do you mean?” Bonnie asked a bit incredulously, “That Ron Stoppable is some kind of hunk under those baggy pants and hockey jersey of his?” Yori nodded, “Well last year when he was in Japan with me, he left me very happy.” Yori said blushing. He did, what do you American girls call it? “Eating pussy?” Bonnie thought to herself, ‘Ron Stoppable is a muff muncher?’ Bonnie then smiled.

“So Ron loves to eat Girls out eh?” Bonnie said to Yori as she could feel the wetness in between her own legs. “So what else did he do with you? “ Bonnie asked. It was then that Yori made a slight confession of her own, “Well he not only likes to eat girls out, but he.” Again Yori Paused, “He left me very happy when he used his tongue on another part of me, some women find it disgusting but I found it to be rather enjoyable.” Yori replied.

Bonnie thought about it for a second then realized what Yori had said, and her mouth dropped open in shock and surprise. "You mean he...” And All Yori did was just nodded, Bonnie grinned a little and wondered if Ron would ever do it to his girlfriend and her archrival. ‘Good grief’ Bonnie thought to herself, ‘I wonder how Kinky Ron Stoppable really is.’

Bonnie decided to ask a further question. "So how about Kim do you think she and Ron-san have had sex?" This was asked sarcastically. Yori’s face lit though. "I happen to know for a fact that Ron Stoppable is much man when he so desires to be and yes Kim -chan has indeed how do you American girls say, had her cherry popped by Ron -san, of course this was before the evil lord Monty Fiske tried to use the power of the jade monkey talisman on us and Ron-san saved us from his brutal clutches. He is an honorable hero in our land."

Bonnie’s face did a double take the jerk stoppable was a hero, she thought he was a dweeb and his stuck up girlfriend had had her cherry taken by him, maybe Stoppable wasn't that dweebish after all." You saying, Ron did something heroic? And I thought that was Kim’s job not Stoppable’s?"

“Hai,” Yori said, As she continued her practice as she slipped off the inner kimono now leaving Yori wearing only a black lacy bra and a pair of black panties, “Of course Stoppable-san may be a hero in my country, but I am not sure what he is in your country here, Rockwaller-san.” Yori said as she then looked at Bonnie, “So what is next when I tease these Men.” Yori asked as she got back onto the subject of the stripper training at hand.

Bonnie stopped suddenly the girl was hot, and she was horny, she approached her like she was going to instruct then pulled the hot looking Japanese girl into a kiss, she remembered the first time she had kissed her and it had felt good. Yori was surprised but didn't pull away. Bonnie broke the deep kiss, something had come over her, Jayce’s face swirled into her mind but he didn't look mad just smiled. She turned to Yori again and whispered. "I think your sexy Yori, I like you very much and your boy friend well him to, god I'm a mess I have so many choices before me, You, Hiro, Jayce for damned sure."

She stopped and glanced down at the huge diamond on her hand. “You think Jayce really loves me this much Yori?" Yori stared dumbfounded at Bonnie still tying to absorb the deep kiss the American girl had laid on her. “I think Jason-san is much man, and he will love you as much as I can." Yori reached out and ran her fingers over Bonnie’s nipples caressing her through the tight fabric of her blouse.

Bonnie was feeling rather horny at the moment and as she felt the heat rise within Yori, Bonnie kissed Down across Yori’s chest till she came to the young Japanese woman’s left breast. Bonnie gently bit down on Yori’s left nipple and she could hear Yori take a sharp Intake of breath, as she then traced slow passionate circles around the nipple.

Meanwhile in the Room as Hiro watched, he could see that Bonnie was making a play for his girlfriend, yet he was always turned on by the sight of girl on girl sex. As he continued to watch, he reached down and pulled down his fly and as he looked out through the one way security glass, he could see that Bonnie was already moving to Yori’s right breast and Yori was slowly unfastening Bonnie’s white lacy bra and slipping it off of her. The sight of the two women were turning him on slowly as he fished out his own cock and began to stroke it as he watched Bonnie and Yori taking turns receiving the pleasure.

Hiro couldn't wait, he was breathing hard and watching the two going at it made him very hard, the two were totally oblivious to him as he made his way out to see them. They were breathing hard he was breathing hard they both noticed him at the same time. Yori gulped and Bonnie suddenly winced.

"Hiro...I... didn't do anything wrong did I?" Yori questioned. "No I just wanted to join your party." Hiro said grinning. Both of the girls glanced down and noticed for the first time Hiro’s raging hard on sticking out of his pants.

Bonnie looked at Yori and grinned as Yori was wondering what Bonnie was thinking, “Perhaps Yori it’s time we share?” Bonnie grinned. Yori didn’t quite understand but quickly Bonnie Pounced on Hirotaka and soon had him on his back as she literally was sitting on his chest.

“So you thought you could just sneak out on my boyfriend to watch us girls play now could you. Bonnie said with a coy look on her face. Hiro was surprised by Bonnie’s sudden aggressive and yet sexually active behavior, but he grinned right back at her. “Perhaps he said. Yori looked over at Bonnie and then asked a simple question, “What are we going to do with him?” Yori asked.

Bonnie then had a wicked idea. “You still got the Kimono sash?” Bonnie asked. Yori went over and picked up the long sash that was part of the Kimono outfit she wore. “What do you have in mind Rockwaller-san? As Bonnie got off Hirotaka, she grabbed him by the collar of the biker jacket and hauled him over to the Dance Pole that was on the small runway Yori had been practicing on, Yori followed and Bonnie had Hiro up against the pole, “Sash,” She command Yori and quickly Bonnie got behind the man and soon had his hands tied behind him as he was securely fastened to the dancer pole. “Now then Hiro,” Bonnie Purred, “Your going to be a good boy, and watch, but not play.” Bonnie teased.

As Hiro struggled slightly at the sash that had his hands tied to the pole, Bonnie Pulled Yori close and gently hooking her right leg behind Yori’s left thigh, Bonnie looked at the Japanese woman, “Now where were we?” Bonnie said as she then pulled Yori into a warm passionate French kiss.

Yori’s hands instantly responded as she gently caressed Bonnie’s breasts and soon both Bonnie and Yori were starting to explore each other’s Bodies. Bonnie first moving down and kissing and Teasing Yori’s taut stomach then further lower causing the Japanese woman to reach down and gently grasp Bonnie’s Short blonde hair as Bonnie gently and tenderly licked the nether folds of the young Japanese woman.

“Oh Rockwaller-san” Yori Mewled, “T-that feels so nice!” Yori panted as she could feel Bonnie’s lips and tongue do things that she had never experienced before.

Yori felt her release and stared at Bonnie. This woman was odd she could do such wonderful things yet she herself was overly concerned with Jason.

"Do you find Jason-San a man for you or perhaps you have come to just realize he is more then a boyfriend he is a lover and perhaps a mate, this is something I have thought about,” Yori said, “You see I love Hiro yet he knows I can not be subject to what is considered normal love, we are ninja first, so this means love is second and we must find it where we can some day maybe I might one day earn the rite to have a husband and Hiro knows he is the only man for me."

Bonnie stared at Yori, and burst out laughing at the silly Japanese girl. "You are gonna do what? Wait till someone else tells you its ok to marry? What’s the matter with you Girl are you insane?"

Yori Looked at Bonnie and giggled a little, before explaining why. “Oh Rockwaller-san,” Yori began, “You do not understand our ways, but perhaps it is best that we let Hiro watch while we practice.” Yori grinned before she started to return the favor to Bonnie as she slowly slid down and began to gently kiss Bonnie’s stomach.

“While we are ninja, “Yori said between kisses to Bonnie’s stomach, “I too have been studying the ways of pleasure on the side as a geisha, and this little bit of training is what I need to complete my mission.” Yori said, before she began to gently lick and nibble on Bonnie’s now wet pussy lips.

Bonnie Gasped as Yori was driving herself towards an orgasm of her own, but then Bonnie looked over at the still struggling Hiro before she stopped Yori. Yori looked up at Bonnie and Frowned, “Is something the matter Rockwaller-san?” Yori asked.

Bonnie nodded and smiled, perhaps you can teach me how to please my man, in exchange I will teach you all you need to know about stripping and Dancing.” Bonnie replied Yori stood up and nodded, “Alright but perhaps we should start with your training first Rockwaller-san and with that Yori Stood up and led Bonnie over to where Hiro was tied up. Perhaps we should relieve him of his suffering, and drive him wild with pleasure.” Yori said. Bonnie grinned and got down on her knees the right side of Hiro while Yori knelt down on Hiro’s left. Yori then smiled, “Let us begin with pleasuring your man just using your lips and tongue, “Yori said grinning.

Hiro was nearly beside himself after watching the hot show, now these two women were driving him mad the pleasure was to much it didn't take long Yori was still teaching Bonnie when he blew all over their happy faces, Bonnie caught some on her tongue and exchanged cum with Yori they shared the bit and Hiro went nearly crazy watching them do it.

Bonnie grinned at getting Hiro off but she smiled and looked at the struggling Hiro, “Maybe we should finish him off while I give him some better,” Bonnie said as she stood up and moved further up his body until she lowered her now dripping wet pussy on his face as she rolled her hip slowly and seductively. Bonnie gasped in pleasure as she could feel Hiro’s tongue lap and dip inside her pussy as Yori threw a Leg over and reaching down grasped Hiro’s cock before slipping it into her own dripping pussy. Bonnie then pulled Yori close to her and again passionately kissed her as she gently massaged Yori’s breasts allowing her nipples to get stiff with Bonnie gently massaging the Young Japanese woman’s breasts.

Bonnie began to move her hips faster and faster as she rode Hiro’s face as she could feel Hiro’s tongue thrusting in and out of her now soaked pussy. “Mmmmm yeah so fucking good Bonnie panted as she watched Yori move rhythmically up and down on Hiro’s cock bringing herself closer to her own orgasm as Bonnie could feel her own orgasm to wash over her.

Bonnie then looked down at Yori as she was continuing to build her own pleasure, “Yori,” Bonnie said, “Let me finish him off, while you get what I just got.” Bonnie said panting as she slipped off Hiro’s face. Yori grinned, and as the two women traded places, Bonnie took Hiro’s cock and slid it into pussy as she began to bounce up and down. Meanwhile Yori had slipped onto Hiro’s face and as the three of them enjoyed the pleasure, Hiro thrust his hips upwards as he licked his girlfriend’s pussy and soon all three orgasmed together in unison. As the two women finally came down from the orgasm and got dressed, they looked at the exhausted Hiro. Bonnie smirked a little.

“Perhaps after work tonight,” Bonnie said casually, “maybe Jason and I should teach you some new stuff.” Yori just grinned as she got dressed as well, and as they untied Hiro from the pole.

Bonnie thought about her job again. Perhaps keeping this secret form Jason might be easy or maybe not, but either way, there were certain perks that came with it. And Bonnie hoped that Jason wouldn’t mind having a ‘Swinger’s lifestyle after today. But indeed Bonnie Rockwaller realized that for the first time in her life she was indeed happy as she had a boyfriend who loved her and he was fucking rich.

After the Bonnie and Yori got done with their training session, Bonnie and Yori took Hirotaka home to recover from his strenuous work out, but both women agreed that the training would continue for the rest of the week.

Later that night at the club Yori watched Bonnie perform her routine and mentally took notes, but there was other drama going on and in fact this time the person who was in question wasn’t Bonnie, but rather Bonnie’s Roommate, Sheila Gobrati.

As Sheila finished her final act for the evening she went and sat down at one of the makeup tables at in the Dressing room and she herself was smiling. For Sheila herself was happy as well. And as she reached into her biker Jacket she pulled out the small invitation that had been sent to her that very same morning, by her boss, and now potential boyfriend, Drew Lipsky (better known to a lot of folks as the evil Genius, Doctor Drakken.)

Sheila re-read the note that had been written by Drew, and as she re-read the note, it was really strange that Drew had put a little heart over her I in Shelia and ended the thing with a big happy face.

Sheila then took the Green Satin Dress out of the box that had been delivered to her, before she slipped it on, and then pulled out a matching pair of Green velvet Gloves as she slipped them on she turned and decided that perhaps tonight she would wear her hair a little differently, perhaps up in a bun, or better yet a long flowing raven ponytail. She couldn’t decide which. She finally smiled and finally chose a ponytail as she did look cute with a ponytail. She then knew that she would need to have some shoes and she remembered that she had some matching green alligator skin high heels, which were just the right hue to accent the colors of the other pieces in her room at the lair.

But Sheila also had another question on her mind, and this one was a little tougher to answer, and yet Sheila knew that if she told him, perhaps her evil career would be over and she would be forced into stripping until she could get back onto her feet again in the evil community. But the question still nagged her, and it was one that stuck foremost in her mind,

‘Should I tell Drew that I strip on the side? ‘Sheila thought to herself...

Sheila realized that if she didn’t tell him, perhaps it would be worse so she decided at that point what she needed to do. "Well nothing to it, but to do it.”

Sheila stood up and looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, she thought the dress fit perfectly, and the gloves felt delightful, as the soft velvet gloves were just the right color too.

Just then Bonnie came into the dressing room after finishing her routine, and she saw Sheila standing there admiring herself. “Uh Sheila,” Bonnie asked looking at the older woman, “Going out on a date?” Sheila smirked a little, “You could say so,” Sheila said grinning.

“So are you going to be coming home late?” Bonnie asked, Sheila picked up her biker jacket and slipped it on, before she slipped her boots on under her velvet dress. She again looked at the outfit and saw that it clashed but she then realized that it was just for the trip out to Drew’s place. Sheila heard Bonnie’s question and Replied, “That depends.” Sheila said.

“Depends?” Bonnie asked, “Depends on what?” Sheila grinned as she looked at the short haired blonde, “Well … it just depends, but I might be home in the morning.” Sheila said as she picked up her purse and motorcycle helmet, and smiling walked out the stage door.

Half an hour later, Sheila pulled into the Lair’s underground garage, and got off her bike and stowed her helmet and jacket in the cycle’s Saddlebag. But as she stepped out of the garage she ran into one of the henchmen who had the strangest look on his face. “What are you staring at?” Sheila said as she headed for her own room which she kept at this lair. As she turned the corner at a corridor intersection a couple more henchmen gave Sheila a wolf whistle, “Sheila could feel a bit nervous and yet she was irritated as all of these henchmen were just like over-aged, hormonally challenged teenage boys.

Once she got to her room, she closed the door and locked it behind her as she then sat down on her bed, and pulled off her leather boots, before she stood up and went over to a nearby closet. She opened it and pulled out the pair of shoes she needed, the emerald green alligator skin stilettos and as she slipped them on, she tied the straps of the high heels together and stopped to admire herself in the full length mirror she had in own room at the lair.

"Looking good." she thought as she admired herself.

Just then a knock came at the door. Sheila jumped slightly when the knock happened, and she swallowed hard her heart was racing. "C...C...Come in." She stammered.

The door opened, and one of the henchmen was standing there. “Yeah what do you want?” Sheila growled slightly. The henchman looked nervous as he presented her with a pale white lily corsage. “Uh, D-Doctor. D-D, w-wanted me to give you t-this,” The Henchman nervously stammered,

Sheila gasped at what the henchman had in his hands; she gently took the box from the henchman and then looked at him as he stepped out of the door before she closed it behind him.

As she pinned the lily corsage to her dress, she realized one thing, that Drakken had never done anything for her before except scream and yell insults, and yet she had always had that sarcastic and caustic attitude. And then she thought back to what he had said the year previous, when she and he had left her brothers behind, “You’re going soft as a marshmallow.” He had told her.

Perhaps she was. But then she was his assistant, his evil assistant.

She couldn't stop her heart racing her mouth felt dry, she realized that Drew Lipsky was indeed pulling out all the stops with her, and she couldn't slow down one second. Just then another knock was heard at the door, Come in.” Sheila said with a bit of a calmer tone and as she turned to look at the door, she could see that the same henchman that had given the lily to her had returned.

"The boss says if you would be so kind as to join him in the lounge, he would enjoy the pleasure of your company for dinner and dancing."

In her mind, Sheila was floating, her body felt all tingly, and she followed the henchman to the lounge. But as she stepped through the doorway to the lounge, she saw that the place had been transformed, for it was set up like a huge private dining room. Complete with Chandelier and even a stereo system. One single table had been put right in the middle, while the rest of the tables and chairs in the lounge were all pushed against the back wall.

Drew Lipsky was there, sitting at the lone table in the center of the lounge, and the dark blue tuxedo he wore, really accented his own skin tones. And in his lapel there also was a white lily that matched her own...

The flunkie guided Sheila to her seat, before Drakken waved the henchman away from him and his date, Before Drew reached into his pocket and pulled out a small remote control device, and pressing a button on the device, the speakers came to life, with soft strains of old rock and roll tunes that started pumping out of the lairs public address system. Drew smiled as he pocketed small device back into his tuxedo before he looked at Sheila with his coal black eyes and a bit of a goofy grin.

"I worked on this especially for you, Shelia.” He said, while Sheila looked at him, as he waved his hand before him, and as she looked at the table before her, she could see that the linen white tablecloth had a fine china and silver dinner set on it.

Sheila gulped as she could see that Drakken had gotten every last detail correct, right down to the silverware’s placement.

Her own heart raced as she thought to herself what had gotten into Drew, but then she also realized that she was amazed by what she was feeling inside of her

‘What the fuck’s going on?’ Sheila thought silently to herself, ‘, why is my heart racing like a school girl’s?’

Just then Drew Lipsky got up and came across from his end of the table to stand next to her.

"Dinner will be served in a few minutes,” Drew said to his olive skinned assistant, “But before Dinner, how about a quick dance to liven the evening?" Sheila again was surprised, ‘This can’t be the raving lunatic I work for.’ Sheila thought to herself as he extended his hand towards her.

For the first time ever Sheila Gobrati was seeing a side of Drew Lipsky she had never seen before. ‘He’s being a perfect Gentleman…Okay this is totally awkweird.’ She thought. But as he took her hand in his and kissed it, her heart accelerated like a grand prix car, jumping out of low to fifth gear.

He gently took her hand helped her up, and onto the dance floor, which was nothing more then the back half of the lounge but it served the job well. As he put his arm around her back Sheila looked into his eyes and asked a question.

"Drew what’s up, with you? Why are you doing this?" She queried.
Drew smiled and twirled her around the floor, his hands actually felt well, against her and she was amazed that he actually knew how to dance. Sheila had never known he could dance. But as one of the old tunes soft rock tunes pumped over the intercom, the dancing of the couple was close and slow.

"Why do you ask Shelia my sweet? I see nothing wrong in the way were behaving, because, because ...I...I really do love you Shelia."

Sheila pulled him close, and he hugged her tightly to him. Sudden an old song that really pumped came on,
It was Kim Carnes’ ‘she’s got Betty Davis eyes’. And as the tempo increased, Drew Lipsky twirled her around the small dance floor and everything seemed to just meld into one long slow dance, before the tune faded away, but in Sheila’s mind the song wouldn’t leave her head. It was like Drew Lipsky was being almost controlled by a modulator chip. Yet she knew that there wasn’t anything like that.

Finally dinner arrived, and she was amazed while she stared at the Alaskan king crab, and filet mignon steak surf and turf feast before her.

Drew never ate this well his villain’s attitude was never spend money unless it was for something evil.

"Drew,” Sheila began, “How do I rate such treatment?" She asked when they finally sat down to eat the dinner before them.

Drew put up his hand and stopped her comments with the gesture.
"I don't want to hear one word about the dinner selections, Shelia,” Drew replied, “It was acquired from an illegal operation and I can't get a refund.” He added.

She knew he was lying, as he always got the blush on his ears when he was lying, but she felt great that Drew had spent a great deal of cash on her for not much at all in the way of reward, she vowed that tonight she would tell him her secret.

The dinner went on, and very little was said until they finished the meal.
It was then that Drew stood up, and came to help her up.

"Drew Theodore Lipsky, what’s come over you?" Sheila asked. But quickly he silenced her as he put his finger to her lips, and stilled any further questions.

Drew never really had been very athletic, but what he did next took her breath nearly away, and surprised her completely, as he lifted her in his arms and just started walking out the lounge door carrying her down the hall, back to his own room. ‘Is this what true love and Romance is all about?’ Sheila pondered to herself as they finally reached his room.

She was floored and amazed at how strong Drew was, while taking her to his bedroom, like he was some sort of hunter who had just captured a wild beast and she was the beast.

Sheila put her head on his shoulder, and sighed. "Home Drew."

Drew Lipsky actually smiled at her, and kicked open the door to his room and inside everything was changed. Again Sheila was truly amazed that there were little highlighter candles, and the place was all redone in a soft green, her favorite color.

As Drew gently placed her on the side of the green silk sheet covered bed, and once again smiled at her. She decided it was time to tell him the truth; to tell him what she hoped wouldn’t be her final words to her villainous career. She took a deep breath and then at that moment the words tumbled out of her like she was in a Catholic Confessional.

"Drew,” Sheila began, as she started to get up from the bed, “I...I... have a confession to make." As she tried to explain, But Drew this time got behind her and, began to kiss the left side of her neck, and the feeling of him kissing her, made her heart race again he started to do sweet things with his hands, gently massaging her back through the silk, his fingers found all of the tension spots, and made them just melt away, god she believed that if Drew tried hard enough he could probably make her orgasm with just the act of sensual massage alone.

She had to explain before he made her start to drool. "Drew I have a secret and I think its time I told you about it, as she pulled away from his gentle massaging hands. “I guess I’ve not been completely honest with you.” Drew looked a little puzzled by her actions but was curious what she was getting at. He looked at her with a look of hurt on his face, “Y-you’re not seeing someone else is you?” Drew asked a bit timidly as he looked at her with his coal black eyes.

Sheila gasped again before she started to chuckle, Drew was thoroughly confused as she sat down next to him on the green silk covered bed,

It was time to come clean, So to speak.

“Well Drew,” Sheila said as she again made little gestures with her hands, “To be completely honest, you may have been wondering where all the extra cash has been coming from as of late.” Drew just silently nodded as he knew that she was telling him the truth.

Well to be honest, between the missions you have been sending me on, well… I’ve been moonlighting.” Sheila replied, “But not working for another villain like that jerk Professor Dementor.” Drew was still puzzled as he looked at her, “Oh well then what have you been doing on your ‘Spare Free time when I haven’t been sending you to steal something from someone?” Drew asked almost in an interrogating tone,

‘Oh god,’ thought Sheila, ‘here it comes…’

“Drew,” Sheila said as she looked into his eyes and practically showed a stoic face, “Well I’m… I’m a stripper.” Sheila said, as she closed her eyes, expecting him to do something like yell at her or even slap her.

“You’re a what?” Drew said with a stunned voice of his own, But Sheila repeated what she said “Drew, I’m a stripper,” She said, as she looked at him bracing herself for some sort of explosive rage. “I’ve been a stripper, at a Lowerton club called the Pink Kitty Cat club.”

Again another moment of Silence, and again she braced for what she would have thought as a verbal or physical attack. Yet nothing came of it.

He regarded her with an expression, a look of shock and surprise rather then a look like he was about to explode with anger. And now it was Sheila who was wondering what would happen next.

Then the words that came out were the last thing she ever thought to hear Drew Lipsky say…..

"Show Me…" He spoke softly.

Sheila was confused by his request, “Say what?”

“Show me Sheila,” Drew Lipsky said, “Strip for me.”

Shelia was shocked now by his request. She couldn’t believe what she heard him say, “Did you want me to ... to ...”

“Perform for me,” Drew replied. She suddenly felt very warm, something about striping to no music seemed damned erotic, and yet she felt her pulse banging in her temples already, not to mention the wetness that was suddenly very apparent between her thighs.

"Are you sure Drew?” Sheila asked, “I-I don't have any music to dance to,”

As she was suddenly hesitant to try it, but she knew he was insistent as he just nodded at her.

She would have to try.

She backed a bit, away from the bed, as he sat down on the bed and made himself comfortable and while he watched, Sheila could feel that he was the only one in the room, yet without music…. But then suddenly it all just clicked into place, she started to gyrate
Moving her hips to an internal rhythm, for now she wasn’t stripping for a number of men who just wanted to see her nude form, but rather …

She was stripping for the one who loved her.

Drew’s face lit up, almost as if he was a child at Christmas for he was really watching her, paying attention to her sensuous form intensely, and the thought of that made Sheila feel wetter then anytime in the past.

While she moved her hips and gyrated them, the first thing to go, was the right glove, as she moved it up to her lips and sensually gripped it in her teeth. She slowly teased it off, her arm. Keeping Drew’s attention on her the full time.

Drew’s eyes got just a little bigger, as she rolled the right glove down her arm and holding it above her head, she then tossed it on his head, with a flick of her wrist.

The rhythm of her internal music picked up a notch, and again she did the same exact movements for the left glove as she worked it off of her arm. Drew lay down as if he was the sultan and she was his sensuous dancer entertaining him with her beautiful delights.

Sheila imagined that she could feel his warm breath on her skin through the light silk gown she wore. .It made her whimper almost pleadingly, as she could feel her own sexual desires building inside of her.

Drew Continued to stare at her, his eyes riveted to her as she worked the strip for him and him alone. And the more she thought about it, the more excited and aroused she became.

Drew himself, began to feel his temperature rising a bit while Sheila continued to tease him. The warmth in his loins slowly began to become furnace hot, as he continued to watch her erotic dance routine.

It was just for him and him alone.

Sheila herself, could feel her nipples begin to stiffen as the silk evening gown brushed against them, and she could getting wetter, while she moved her hands down her dress as she slowly bent over, to remove the shoes, first she undid the strap to the right high heel, then the she undid the other, moving all the time to her own internal music.

Drew’s expression was that of glee but what Sheila heard next escape his lips, almost made her orgasm.

Drew whispered to her, "Give me all you got Shelia, I want to see the real you inside the stripper."

"God this is fucking erotic, I think it could be my best performance ever and threes no one here except Drew!" The thought burned through Shelia's brain as she continued.

Sheila turned her back to him, and as she looked over her right shoulder and smiled at Drew, she reached back behind her and tugged slowly and teasingly on the zipper. Slowly the fabric parted revealing to Drew more and more of her bare skin. Soon the top of the dress fell off her shoulders and with slow gyrations Sheila worked the dress down her body till it stopped at her hips.

Slowly Sheila turned around and Drew grinned as he realized that Sheila was now standing before him and she was wearing a lacy green bra. Sheila then shimmied her hips a bit until the dress fell away, as it dropped to the floor in a puddle around her feet. Sheila now stood before him, and to her she was like a statue of beautiful delight.

By now, Drew’s face was showing signs of sexual delight, as were his tuxedo pants, a huge bulge was visible there. She smiled at him, licking her lips sensually, all the while, Drew was enjoying this even with no musical assistance.

Sheila then moved her hands upwards until she went for the clasp on the front of the green bra next. She teasingly unfastened the bra, but didn’t slip it off, as she gauged his reaction from this sensual tease.

Drew let out a soft moan, and grinned at her. Sheila returned the smile and then slipped the bra off, before she stroked her nipples with both of her thumbs turning him on more, with the act of touching herself.

Shelia could feel the wetness in her green silk panties, Drew was now drooling, his eyes never wavering from watching her act, but Sheila was about to take him to the end of his private strip show.

Sheila’s breathing was coming quicker, she felt differently then ever before something about stripping for a man she had only recently admitted to being in love with, made what she was doing all the more intense. Slowly she moved to the top of her panties, and as she turned around slowly, she hooked her thumbs into the tight waistband of the silken green undergarment.

As she bent over, she wiggled them down, off her hips while presenting her sensuous asscheeks to him, and she then flipped them over her shoulder to Drew. As she turned around to face him, she gasped when she saw what Drew had done.

He had caught her panties in his teeth.

"Well Shelia,” Drew whispered through the soft silky material. "What do I do with them,” as he grinned at her.

Sheila laughed and dove on the bed next to him, pulling them out of his mouth; quickly she plastered her lips to his, and kissed him deeply.

He responded his arms enfolding her soft sensual body, in his warm embrace. She whimpered again, and continued to kiss him, her left hand unbuttoning the shirt of his tuxedo before it slipped inside and began rubbing his chest, while her right hand, deftly and quickly unbuttoned his tuxedo pants, before she eased then pants and then his shorts off of him and freed the monster lurking within.

Drew was still unsure when it came to sex what Sheila wanted, after all he couldn’t read her mind. He always wanted to please her so she had to instruct him, how she wanted it done.

"Drew,” Sheila began, “I want you to put your finger right here.” She said as she took his right hand to her clitoris, and made him start stroking the already wet area gently with his index finger.

Drew’s gentle stroking of her clit felt incredible. Sheila let out a low moan of pleasure, while he stroked the pleasure button, a little harder.

She took his left hand and put it to her left breast.

"Drew gently pinch my nipple please!" She whispered into his mouth her lips moving to cover his in the heat of passion.

He responded by returning the deepening kiss and by doing as she asked. His finger and thumb gently teased her nipple, to a hard nubbin. She let her right hand roam again teasing his nipples, before he let out a sigh into her mouth and tentatively started to explore her lips with his tongue.

Sheila welcomed him with her own, their tongues danced together and her hand soon found something else to play with.

His ten inch monster cock was rock hard, and standing at full attention, she tickled her fingers over the head, and he moaned deeper. The deep French kiss continued with no signs of stopping, and his tongue was learning to tease hers. ‘Oh this feels so good, why didn't I see all this time that he wanted me?’ She thought.

Drew started to get a little explorative, and his finger went to her opening, he just went slowly at everything he tried. She smiled inwardly, and let him stroke inside her with the right index finger. She parted the kiss, and let out a deep moan, as his gentle probing of her pussy felt fucking absolutely delicious.

Drew smiled that funny lopsided smile of his and asked. "Did I do it right… Shelia?" To show him how it felt, she started to tease his cock a little faster.

His eyes got wide; she reached further down and gently started squeezing his balls. He shuddered when her touch was like a heated bliss on his balls.

She did incredible things he had never been happier in all his life. Always before women had treated him like dirt, never getting to know him. Even as far back as college, where the women had treated him worse then garbage.

Yet Shelia wasn't like that, she was warm and well she had been just an associate, a hireling, then he had seen her that first time, playing with herself in the shower, he became obsessed with the urge to watch.

Shelia moved down the bed, and started to suck on his balls, To Drew, it was like a pleasant torture, she popped one in and sucked it hard with wet slurping sounds, all the while continuing her gentle stroking of his cock, and it was maddening, as the feelings just kept getting better.

"Ohhh ...god...Shelia... that feels so good!” He declared. She grinned back at him, and sucked even harder. "Oh yeah." He hissed.

Shelia was making love to his balls; she had never gone to such extremes to make a man happy before. Usually she didn't need to, she could do the normal things that guys liked and get them to blow, but this time she was going slow, savoring each and every bit, while deciding to push the pleasure up another notch she stopped for a second and climbed on Drew’s stomach, her wet pussy facing him she eased back and met his lips.

"Drew,” Sheila instructed, “I want you to taste how wet I am, I want you to lick me till I orgasm, can you do that Drew?" She looked back over her left shoulder seductively at him.

Drew grinned at her, his face just inches from her wet snatch. In answer he stuck out his tongue and started to tickle her clit, a sudden jolt of pleasure shot straight up her spine. "Fuck Yes Drew,” Sheila panted, “J-just like that! Oh fuck yes, Drew, lick my clit!"

Not wanting the pleasure on his side to stop, Sheila lowered her head down to his cock, and tenderly sucked it into her mouth. He hissed with a hard intake of breath, before she started to slowly work his cock in long, slow slurps, and while she sucked on his shaft teasing and tasting all the while she sucked it. Drew then started to moan, softly at first then with louder and longer moans, all the while she teased his cock. It was then that Sheila decided to become a bit more playful, gently applying her teeth to the crown of his cockhead nibbling and gently biting on Drew’s soft sensitive cockhead.

She had Drew really breathing hard; she could feel his breath on her warm wet pussy, as he thrust his tongue all the while fluttering it against her pussy, in playful patterns which caused her to buck her hips slightly. Each thrust bringing Sheila closer to her own release.

She suddenly exploded in a loud sensual moan, orgasming hard as her womanly come flowed from within. She could feel Drew’s tongue continuing to play on her pussy as she orgasmed a second time in less then a minute.

Drew licked it up Sheila’s stick girl come, his tongue trailing over her hot pussy feverishly lapping her clean of every last sticky drop. But Sheila wasn’t done with him yet. She drove him on with her own tongue, lips, and teeth. She could taste his pre-come, and she knew he couldn't take much more of her sensual torture... But she decided that it was time to push him even higher before he exploded. Gently she traced her right index finger up his shaft, gently scrapping the firm skin, causing Drew to buck upwards hard, and as he bucked upwards, she took more of his blue skinned cock into her warm wet mouth. Drew’s eyes practically rolled up in his head, as he could feel his own explosive release building.

Sheila suddenly felt his balls tighten, and knew that Drew Lipsky was coming, as she felt him explode in her mouth, load after load of thick hot sticky come shot into her mouth as some of the yummy cream oozed out of the corner of her mouth before he slowed, his orgasmic spasms slowly subsiding. Sheila then greedily sucked him dry, and swallowed his come lovingly, while she smacked her lips and wiped the remaining bit of come from the corner of her mouth, she couldn’t believe that Drew Lipsky tasted like freaking blueberries. But this was only the first round.

Half an hour later, the villainous lovers were again locked in an erotic embrace as Sheila was on top of Drew Lipsky, rolling her hips passionately across his face, while he lapped at her hot wet snatch...

"Oh Fuck Yeah Drew...Ahhh yes that feels so fucking good! ....Ohhhhh! yess don't stop!” Sheila continued to urge him on to a sixth orgasm in less then a half an hour.

To her Drew Lipsky was more then a fuck stud or even a stud muffin. What he was doing to her. It was like she was being fucked by a Sex god. She couldn’t believe the wonderful things he could do with his tongue,

Drew then sucked on Sheila’s clit hard and gently fluttered his tongue against it, before she went over the edge into the wash of passion, for the seventh time.

For Sheila, it felt like his tongue was a hot sensual snake,
That was pushing all of her orgasmic buttons all at once.

She threw her head back as she gently dug her nails into his shoulders as she shuddered to her seventh orgasm, before she rolled off of him, panting for breath, as the sweat poured profusely from her body causing her to glisten with a light glistening sheen to her skin.

Sheila then rolled over and as she faced Drew, she could see that he was smiling, at her, while gently stroking her long raven hair. To Sheila, he seemed very happy to have given her the best orgasms she had felt in a long time. But one thing really still had puzzled her, and as they laid there cuddling in each other’s arms, Sheila decided to see if she could get a confession out of Drew, for one final piece of this puzzle didn’t quite seem to fit.

"Drew,” Sheila said to him as she traced a finger across his broad blue chest, I’ve got a question to ask you...” She cooed softly to him. Drew looked over at the Olive Skinned woman he so dearly loved, “Yes?” Drew asked.

“Drew, why on earth did you ever make those awful tapes of me anyhow?” Sheila queried. “I would like to know the whole story behind the reasons why." She softly demanded.

Now it was Drew’s turn to confess why he had done such a thing to his new lover. Drew Lipsky groaned as he face frowned slightly, intently staring into her piercing emerald green eyes.

Shelia raised her left eyebrow slightly, and patiently waited for his explanation.

Drew Lipsky gathered his courage to reply his answer to her

“Shelia,” Drew spoke in slow cautious tones to the Olive skinned woman, “It all started back when I first hired you, and that day after being beaten by that little brat Kim Possible and what’s his face, the buffoon, for the very first time” Sheila was amazed that he had been taping her secretly for the last 2 and a half years. Bit Drew, Continued his explanation.

“You didn't say a thing about my screwing up, and letting our location out on the Internet, well while I was waiting for you to return from South America with those robotic Tick designs that entomologist had on his computer, well…” His voice trailed off for a second before he honestly spoke up. “I-I had been looking at adult porn sites. That very day when that ‘all that teen’ and her buffoonish side kick found us. I was mad that they had found us and was going to confront you with my next plan, right after we escaped from jail.”

Sheila didn’t quite understand what this had to do with the tapes, “Okay Drew,” Sheila asked with a little puzzling tone in her voice, so you looked at Porn sites, so she found us, big freakin’ whoop. But you still haven’t answered my question.” But Drew continued to explain.

“Well it was when we busted out of jail and had moved to our next Lair that I was going to explain how I wanted to steal that laser drill to turn Wisconsin into the Kingdom of Drakkenville.” Sheila rolled her eyes remembering the failure of that plan as well.

“Drew, the explanation please?” Sheila asked politely but there was an edge in her voice.

“Well I was coming to your room when I passed by the showers, and that is when I heard the noises, and this was coming from the bathrooms. So what I did was stop and as I looked in I saw you there in the shower….” Drew blushed a little,”Naked.” Drew finally added.

Sheila had remembered that day. Sheila had been working out that day in the gym working on ways to Defeat Kim the next time around, and she had come off of practice all how bothered and sweaty. She really hated Kim Possible as she was just a smarty allecky teen hero, who stuck her noise into Drew’s Business. But that day Sheila had been extra grumpy, because she was sexually frustrated because she hadn’t had sex in over 2 years, before she was hired. So that day in the showers, after her work out, she decided to get herself off. But what she didn’t know was that Drew had eavesdropped on her little sexual foray.

“Well... Drakken said nervously as he continued his explanation to the olive skinned villainess. “You were in the showers, and I guess hearing you moan and groan made me thought you were in trouble. So I went in to the bathroom and I could hear you but with all the steam in the bathroom shower, so I went in, and that’s when I saw your figure in the shower standing there, and I could hear you doing that thing you like to do in the shower.”

Now it was Sheila’s turn to be embarrassed as she impishly shot her boss a little grin, “Wait a second Drew,” Sheila said puzzled, “Y-you thought I was in trouble and you...” Now it made all the sense in the world. Unknown to her Drakken had accidentally stumbled onto one of her little masturbation sessions in the shower. And she didn’t realize he was there. But it still it left her wondering, “But then why all the dirty tapes?” Why all the surveillance cameras?” Sheila asked curiously.

“Well,” Drew nervously bit his lip, “I thought you were so beautiful, I just had to see more of you.” He paused for just a second. so while you were out doing the work to get the laser drill, I was busy secretly having my henchmen and flunkies wire up those tiny surveillance cameras that I have had installed in every shower stall you ever used while working for me. He gulped as he was now afraid that she was going to claw him, or at least use one of her plasma bolts to injure him and leave him with a burn mark. “I-I’m Sorry! For doing that! I didn’t realize you wanted your privacy!” Drew rolled over and started to get up out of bed. But as he started to get out of bed, He felt her right hand clamp down on his left shoulder. He was ready to brace for either a verbal or a physical assault. Yet what he got was a complete surprise.

Sheila quickly spun Drew Lipsky around, so that he faced her, but what she did next, completely stunned him more then one of her plasma blasts.

Sheila Gobrati kissed him warmly and passionately on the lips. She deepened the kiss, and soon she was letting her warm wet tongue taste and battle with the tongue of the man she loved so much. As she broke the kiss she realized why he had done what he did.

It wasn’t that he was spying on her or being a pervert, Rather he wanted her, to be with her… In fact he was obsessed with her, and in fact she realized why.

He had been in love with her since the day he hired her.

Sheila had never known how he had felt, but now she understood, she looked at him right then, and decided to make things right for not only him, but for both of them.

"Drew,” Sheila said to him in a soft husky voice as she continued to hold him close, “I...I want you to come see me soon, where I work.” Sheila said, “I don't care when, you do it, but I want you to come to the club, and watch me strip. Maybe we can work out your obsession
With me, “Sheila paused a moment, “but I think it can only be done by our working this out between us." She finished as she looked at him with a slight smile on her face.

Drew Lipsky looked at her and for the first time in a long while the look on his face softened. As he looked at her Drew Lipsky, Evil genius smiled that lopsided smile of his.

“I’ll see what I can do, Sheila,” Drew said, “So tell me Sheila,” Drew added as he gently picked her up and carried her to the bed, “How would this Friday sound?” Sheila grinned at the blue skinned man and then added thoughtfully, “Well only if you come and watch me at both of my performances. Who knows Drewbie” Sheila Teased, “Maybe if you’re good at being bad, I might just give you a hot sexy lap dance.”

Drew Lipsky was now taken aback a little but he then promised to come see her perform that upcoming Friday night.

Shelia then giggled and played with his pony tailed mullet, as she looked at him with her emerald green eyes. “Maybe it’s time for a new Lesson, Drew.” Sheila said as she crawled up onto the bed and lay back on the bed. Soon after about ten minutes of sensual foreplay Sheila was ready to teach Drew a new position. Drew watched as Sheila then got on her hands and knees on the bed, and as she looked at him, she gave him instructions for his next bit of Sexual fun.

“Okay Drew,” She began looking over her left shoulder at the man she loved as he stood behind her. “So you want to try something new?"

Drew Lipsky just nodded and she had him move to the center of the bed. And right behind her.

"Now then Drew,” Sheila began, “I'm going to put my head right here on the pillows with my hips facing you,” Sheila instructed to her pupil, “and you get up behind me and put your arms around my hips and thrust your cock into me from behind.” Drakken did as he was instructed and soon Sheila reached back and guided his cock into her tight now dripping pussy. Sheila explained to the Evil Genius, “The position is called doggie style, Drew.” Sheila reached back and soon had guided his cock head to her dripping pussy lips and as Drew grasped her hips, Sheila slowly eased her pussy back onto his cock... Hissing in pleasure as she felt him brush up against her G-Spot. Drew Lipsky started to grin at her, as he wanted to learn everything about pleasing her.

Sheila was soon breathing hard, as Drew thrust against her from behind. The Pleasure she was receiving from Drew was driving her insane as she could feel her own breath coming in ragged quick breaths, for Drew Lipsky was doing something he had only done by yelling but this time, he was doing it by screwing her silly.

Drew Lipsky was driving her insane with complete utter pleasure.

Meanwhile Drew was thrusting and pounding his cock deep into her, each stroke becoming faster and faster at her urging.

"Oh Drew.....” Sheila Panted, “Drive your fucking hot meat into me...AHHH! YESSS! Make me orgasm baby... OOOOH! FUCK! .Harder! Uhhhhh! Faster! Ohhhhh. Yesssss! Yes…. Yes! Shelia screamed and the sound of her orgasm could be heard all the way to the outer hallway, and from there the henchmen passing in the halls just stared at the door and shook their heads.

But in the end, Sheila had her way with Drew, for that night she curled up next to him, and fell fast asleep, with Drew holding her tight and not wanting to let go of her...

But come Friday, he would be given a real show. A show he could really enjoy

And with that Sheila smiled and fell asleep in his arms.
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