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[ Kim Possible ] Afternoon Affair	By : vzon20011 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 59467 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, or it's characters. This is fantasy fiction parody fanficition. Don't try these ideas. This not for profit, just for fun.

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Ugh! it's always hard for me to write durring the summer. To hot, and to much distractions. Anyway, here is some filler for this story. I gotta post something to keep going. I'll get to the sex next time. Ron, and Ann still at the beach. Can you guess which villian will try to ruin their day?
Chapter 13,
In this chapter: mostly talk, story build up.
“Let’s go over here,” pointed out Ann to Ron at a spot on the Upperton private beach. As a neurosurgeon, and a member of the prestigious beach club. She had the clout to reserve a whole section for them. It would be a long walk to find anyone around.
Speaking of which, Ann didn’t seem to mind traveling over the soft sand twenty yards away from her car parked near the pavilion. She wanted to be closer to the water. Ron on the other hand was all already feeling tired from the walk. The sand didn’t give his flip flops much traction. He was carrying the beach umbrella, a blanket, two towels, a radio, lunch cooler, the beach bag, and Ann’s big thick reading book. He kicked himself in thought for not letting her help him carry something. This reminded him of when he was with Yori. She always said it would be his honor to carry his, and her stuff as well.
“Okay here is good,” said Ann finally. She could hear things dropping behind her. Ron was on his knees huffing, and puffing with red faced. “Oh’ my, Are you okay Ron?,” asked Ann. “Never better, by the way. Which arm goes numb when your having a heart attack?,” asked Ron wheezing. After he caught his breath. They set up the beach umbrella, and placed the blanket down under it‘s shade. Ann adjusted everything to her liking.
“Hmmmm, someone is getting a little red.” said Ann pulling out some sun block lotion from her bag. “Would you like for me to put some on you,” she asked with a smile. “Sure thing,“ said Ron pulling his tank top shirt off. Red tan lines were starting to be visible on his pale body.
No sooner had Ann applied the sun block massaging it on Ron‘s shoulders. There was a loud honks, and loud music coming from buses, and vehicles pulling into the private beach parking. Both Ann, and Ron looked at each other in surprise. On one side of a bus was a banner stating The Extreme Tour.
“What is going on?,” asked Ron. “ I don’t know. Did we come to the wrong part of the private beach?” asked Ann out loud. It looked like a party was about to start. She pulled her sunglasses down squinting into the distance trying look at the numbered sign. Ann wiped her hands with a towel. Digging into her bag for her check in receipt.
The buses, and cars were unloading with colorful people. All carrying personal beach stuff. “Hey! What’s going on?” asked Ron as some of them reached their location. “Dude, there is some extreme stuff going to happen today!,” said a one hyped up guy. “Totally extreme, agreed the group with him. They all had been on a social network site that morning when an extreme flash mob call was announce. Someone was going to be doing something extremely historic. The address, and transportation was provided.
“Maybe we should leave,“ said Ann as more people spilled out unto the beach. Feeling a little concern. Hoping no one they knew saw them. “ Naww, let’s stay, and see what happens,” said Ron. He could hear, and see big trucks backing up close to the pavilion. It looked like roadies were ready to pull stuff off the back of them. Maybe a stage was going to be set up.
Ann agreed to stay. Pulling her hat down more on her head. She put a thin white blouse on from her bag. Then laid on her stomach to read her book. Ron sat watching the people go by.
After a bit of reading her romance novel. Ann’s mind started wander as the story hero morphed into Ron again. It was hard to concentrate now. As their past love making in the car crept in her mind. Ann was feeling aroused. She put her book down, and turned onto her side facing Ron. He was looking very sexy with his shirt off.
“Well, I guess it’s time for lunch,” said Ann trying to start a conversation. He didn’t seem to hear. A group of girls had set up a volleyball net close by. They were wearing very small swimsuits. Jumping up, and down slapping the volleyball back, and forth. Threatening to expose themselves any second. Ann unconscionably rolled her eyes down to look over her own body in comparison. Maybe she should have worn a bikini instead of a one piece.
“Hey Ron,” said Ann again. Still no response. She felt a little bit miffed by this. Suddenly feeling quite jealous. Sitting up on her knees, and toes. Ann leaned over to say in Ron’s ear. “They sure are beautiful aren’t they,” “ Gorgeous,” said Ron still mesmerized. It was interrupted by feeling something cold, and soft hitting him with a “Smack!”. He turned to see a sandwich in it’s bag laying next to him. He looked up seeing Ann going through the lunch cooler in a huff.
“Is something the matter Ann,” asked Ron oblivious. “No! nothing!, HUMP!,” said Ann turning her back to him. “ Come on Ann. Let me know what’s wrong.,” asked Ron again. “It’s nothing don’t worry about it,” said Ann still.
Since Ron couldn’t get Ann to talk. He decided to go to the bathroom. Hopefully by then she’d be cooled off. Fortunately, some portable toilets were set up by whoever was sponsoring the extreme event. “I’m going to the bathroom, and I’ll be back,” said Ron. Ann didn’t say anything as he left.
Time did cool off Ann. After Ron left her jealousy subsided. She started to think about why she did became jealous. She never felt that way before about Ron. With him it had always been the overwhelming desire of lust, but never anything else. She knew he was too young for her. Plus, she was married. They were not girlfriend, and boyfriend. They were brought together because of a cruel twist of fate, and their body chemistry needed satisfied. The jealousy must be another effect of the brain manipulator. Ann reasoned to herself. After all, this was the first time they were out together in public without trying to hide it. Maybe the emotion of jealousy was just under the surface waiting to come out.
Suddenly, Ann had a panicking feeling of what if Ron has left her instead of going to the bathroom. He has been gone for awhile now, and she did rebuff him earlier. Ann suddenly looked around trying to see him. ‘OH MY GOD! What if I chased him away!!! What am I’m going to do?! I‘ll find him, and tell him everything is okay!” thought Ann’s frantic anxiety mind.
Someone approached Ann from the corner of her eye. “ Are you Possible?,” asked a big muscular man wearing a business suite that looked out of place on the hot beach. “Y-Yes, is there something wrong,” said Ann. ‘Oh Shit!,’ thought Ann starting to stand up.
"Are you the police?," asked Ann. “ No Ma'am, I was told to ask you to come with me in regards to Ron Stoppable,” said the man. Thinking the worst. Ann grabbed her beach bag to follow him. They were headed toward the area with all the unloaded equipment from the trucks.
to be continued.
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[ Kim Possible ] Afternoon Affair