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Bed times are good times.

Kim was positively giddy. Something that she knew her best female friend in the world could easily see. After all, the girl was sitting right in front of her.

“Okay spill GF. Why the good mood?”

Kim giggled and almost chocked on the straw from her soft drink. The two of them were sitting in a booth at Bueno Nacho and was enjoying their conversation. It was something they always made sure they had time for. Luckily their boyfriends understood their need for this and never interrupted them. Once girl talk had been declared, the two of them stayed clear of them until they got a call saying that their respective girlfriends were free again.
Kim coughed and cleared her throat.

“Sorry Mon. it’s just that the Tweeps are visiting a school for young geniuses. They may be starting there after this summer.”

Kim giggled again and Monique raised an eyebrow.

“Girl. You are starting on college after this summer. What good is it going to do for you?”

Kim’s giggles were becoming rather permanent, something that her friend apparently found annoying, because she tapped the table.

“Will you stop that girl? It’s getting on my nerves.”

Kim pulled herself together.

“Sorry Mon. it’s just that mom and dad are going with them. They won’t be back for three days!”

She was already euphoric, but saying it out loud made her bounce around on her seat. Monique nodded. Kim figured that the girl was picking up on the situation.

“So you figure you could get to see more to, or should I say of, your boyfriend.”

By now Kim was clapping her hands like a preschooler who had just been told that she would be going to the zoo.

“That’s the beauty of it Mon. Dad don’t want his Kimmie-cub alone for three days and Mom want to make sure I’m eating right. Therefore they have convinced Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable to allow their son to stay over until they come home.”

Kim watched as her friend stared at her with an open mouth. After a few minutes of this, Kim finally decided to break the sudden silence.

“Say something Mon. please?”

The Afro-American finally seemed to pull herself together.

“Isn’t that asking the fox to guard the henhouse?”

Kim blushed.

“Please Mon. we aren’t that bad.”

Monique just nodded and raised her eyebrow. Kim sighed. It was clear her friend didn’t buy it for a second.

“Okay, okay. Maybe we are. But our parents know all about it. At least our mothers do.”

Monique nodded slowly.

“So basically the two of you are going to crawl into bed for three days, screwing like rabbits.”

Kim blushed. She shook her head.

“No. of cause not. We need to go to school too.”

Monique groaned.

“I got a feeling that the next girl talk is going to be juicy. So, knowing you, you already got your wardrobe picked out.”

Kim giggled once again.

“Stop that!”

Kim froze.

“Lighten up Mon. I’m just in a good mood.”

Monique nodded.

“I know. But you are still getting on my nerves. Please calm down and talk to me like a human being and not like a schoolgirl.”

Kim took several large breaths and a healthy sip from her drink. She finally felt composed enough to speak.

“I got this wonderful see-through, red evening gown. And listen to this. No buttons, only a silk belt. Guaranteed to get any mans blood flowing.”

She grinned almost manically.

“And believe me. He is a man.”

Her friend shrugged.

“I got to take your word for it. You never did allow anyone to take a look. Not even before the two of you began dating.”

Kim’s mood changed in an instant. Where she had been ecstatic a moment ago, she was now feeling defensive.

“Mine! All mine! No one can have him but me.”

Monique held up her hands defensively. It was most likely necessary, because Kim was leaning across the table and their faces was less then a feet apart.

“Chill girl. No need to be insecure. I got a man and he is enough for me.”

The dark skinned girl leaned back.

“Jesus. What’s with you? No one is taking him away from you. His devotion and your reputation are making sure of that.”

Kim sat back on the bench with a heavy sound.

“Sorry Monique. I guess I still hadn’t gotten use to be the only one from him. I’m so use to people degrading him, that when someone is actually showing interest, I get worried. Why do you think I got rid of Tara so fast?”

Monique grinned.

“Not to mention the Yori incidence?”

Kim blushed.

“Yeah. Let’s not mention that. Shall we?”

Monique laughed and Kim joined her. She was lucky to have such an understanding friend. If Monique wasn’t as competitive and, at times, as temperamental as Kim, she might have scared her away. It was one of those small blessings that she was truly grateful for.
The two friends spend a half an hour more talking, in a more easy tone, before Kim stood up.

“Well I’m sorry to cut this short but mom, dad and the tweeps are leaving for the airport in a little more then an hour.”

She suddenly got a good idea.

“Listen Mon. why don’t you and Brick come by tomorrow at seven? Have dinner with me and Ron.”

Monique looked up with interest evident in her eyes.

“Sounds good. We’ll be there. Count on it.”

Kim grinned and with a final greeting, she left the fast food joint.

About an hour later, Kim was standing in the door to her parents’ house, with an arm around her boyfriend’s shoulders, watching as her brothers and parents were loading the last of their clothes into the car.
Soon they would leave and give Kim a major sleepover with her boyfriend. It was almost too good to be true. She had to fight to keep from jumping up and down, right there on the doorstep.
Finally her dad closed the trunk of the car.

“There. That’s it. We are ready to go.”

Kim’s mother walked up to her and put her arms around the younger redhead.

“You have a good time, but don’t do anything rash. You hear me?”

Kim blushed, knowing what her mother was referring to. The woman then turned to Ron and fixed him with a look.

“And you. Take good care of my daughter, you hear?”

Ron nodded frantically, obvious not wanting to get on the doctors bad side. It only got worse when Kim’s father came over to them. Giving his daughter a peck on the cheek, he spoke.

“Be safe Kimmie-cup. We’ll be home before you know it.”

Kim didn’t hope that. It would be real awkward if they caught her and Ron going at it on the living room floor.
He then turned to Ron and placed his hand on the blonde’s shoulder.

“Space probe.”

It was all he said, but it certainly had an effect. Ron swallowed audibly. Obviously nervous as hell.

“Yes sir! Understood sir!”

Kim groaned. That was just great. Now she would have to spend at least an hour getting her boyfriend in the mood again. Sometimes Kim wondered if her father knew or if it was some kind of instinct he had. Whatever the reason, he could ruin her boyfriend’s mood, just by promising to call.
As her parents got into the car, Kim’s little brothers began waving. Kim waved back. In fact she continued to wave as her family pulled out from the curb and began heading for the airport.
Despite the freedom that came with their departure, Kim couldn’t help but to miss them already.
Her and her boyfriend stayed at the door until the car was out of sight. Then Kim turned around and smiled at him.

“We got the house all to ourselves for three days. Any idea how to use it?”

Ron smirked and pulled her into a hug.

“I can think of a few things.”

Kim leaned in closer so they were touching as much as possible. Running her hand through his hair, she sighed happily.

“Ronnie. Why don’t you go and start dinner? Then I’ll get dressed for the occasion.”

She ran a hand up the outside of Ron’s thigh and all the way up to his cheek. Ron shivered, obviously liking the attention.

“Dinner right. I’ll get right on it.”

He turned around and started for the kitchen without another word. Kim felt slightly disappointed. Apparently she had a little more effect on him then she had thought at that moment. But then again, she needed stronger and stronger incitements to get things exactly the way she wanted and sometimes she used too much.
Ron was a few steps away when he turned around and walked back to her.

“Oh by the way KP. I almost forgot this.”

He leaned in and kissed her full on the mouth. Kim’s toes practically curled up at the kiss. When he broke it, Kim was speechless.
She heard Ron chuckle.

“Turnabout is fair play.”

As he turned around to walk away, Kim managed to pull together enough wits to slap his butt.

“I’ll be sure to remember that.”

Grinning, she ran upstairs. For obvious reasons the outfit she had described to Monique wasn’t laying out on the bed. Her mother might let it go, if Kim was extremely lucky, her farther however, would have decided to bring her along for the trip.
Reaching into her closet, she pulled out the nightgown. As she laid it on the bed, she contemplated using a pair of fishnet stockings she had acquired. Deciding that it wouldn’t fit the occasion, she instead opted for a pair of satin stockings. Like the majority of her stockings, they needed something to keep them up. the only reason that she bought so many of these kinds of stockings, were because her boyfriend had told her that it added a little extra spice to the entire visual experience.
Actually, the majority of her wardrobe decision these days was based on her boyfriends taste as much as on her own.
Removing the last piece of her clothes, she started putting on her dinner outfit. Fixing her jewelry, she turned around and looked herself over in the mirror. It didn’t take to long for her to decide that the earrings and the necklace was a bit to much, so she removed them and put them into the reinforced box she stored her jewelries in. something she had learned from her mother. The older redhead hadn’t quite forgiven her sons yet for using her expensive diamond earrings in a home made laser. She did however keep her wrist chain.
Taking a last look in the mirror, she saw that all her female features could be seen through her night gown and her stockings made her legs smooth and enticing. She regretted the garter belt though. She felt that it took a little away from how elegant she looked and made her seem slightly vulgar. Luckily she had followed Tara’s lead and invested in a pair of crimson garters.
After making the change she was finally satisfied. Almost. Deciding that for dinner, you had to wear high heals she slipped into a pair with extremely high stilettos. She refused to believe that Ron wouldn’t appreciate that.
Casting a glance at the clock, she was surprised to see that she had almost used forty-five minutes getting dressed.
Shaking her head, she walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen. Halfway there, she realized that whatever her boyfriend was cooking up smelled delicious.
She continued out into the kitchen and leaned up against the wall next to the door with her arms across her chest, so she could watch her boyfriend work. She truly enjoyed what those tight jeans did to enhance his butt. It was especially visible when he checked the oven.
It took almost ten minutes before her boyfriend turned around and realized that she was their. She barely realized that she tightened her arms slightly, causing her breasts to become more visible under the transparent material. The effect wasn’t lost on him. It took him several seconds before he was capable of forming a coherent sentence.

“KP. I would call you divine, but it just doesn’t do you justice.”

Kim smiled at the compliment. She could feel her cheeks coloring slightly. Somehow Ron seemed to know exactly what she wanted to hear, even better than she knew. If they hadn’t known each other for as many years as they had, Kim would have suspected that he was reading her diary.
Smiling seductively, she used a foot to push of the wall with. Or rather, she tried. Having forgotten that she was wearing extremely high heals; her foot only glanced of the wall, making the maneuver look more clumsy then cocky. Luckily Ron’s attention was kept from her chest and up, so he didn’t seem to notice.

“Hi Ronny, what’s in the oven?”

She moved closer to him, until she was standing right in front of him. It wasn’t until now that she realized that her stilettos made her a little taller than him. That wasn’t the plan. She wanted to entice him, not risk intimidating him.
Luckily Ron was used to dealing with people taller and broader than him, so it took more to unnerve him.
Placing a finger underneath her cheek, he smiled.

“If you are a good girl and set the table, maybe I’ll let you see.”

Kim pouted slightly as her boyfriend guided her over to the appropriate cabinet, with a firm hand on her butt. While she did enjoy that sensation immensely, she was a bit miffed that he knew where everything was better than she did.
Admittedly, Kim wasn’t exactly the stereotypical woman and, as much as she hated to admit it, she really didn’t belong in a kitchen. But damn it, she should be able to set a table without any help from her boyfriend. Besides, whenever she became lost in a kitchen, he liked to rub it in a little. She figured it was his way of taking her down a notch or two and unfortunately Kim knew that she needed it.
Opening the cabinets, she began removing plates and cutlery, then taking it into the dining room, since she believed that this evening deserved more then a kitchen.
Once she was done she walked out to her boyfriend and told him so, hoping that he would tell her what he was cooking. She didn’t have any luck though. Ron only laughed, told her what a good little girl she was and ushered her out of the kitchen. Needless to say, Kim was more then a little annoyed. It was almost like he was getting even for something.
Pouting she sat in the living room, refusing to give him the satisfaction of trying to get him to tell her the menu, before Ron came out with some food on a tray he had found. Kim quickly got up and followed him in to the dining room. As she walked up to the table, Ron looked at her and shook his head sadly.

“Kim. That’s not a way to place the cutlery.”

Kim watched as Ron made a number out of replacing knifes and forks, so that it was placed properly. Kim could feel her pulse quicken, and it wasn’t due to arousal. Her temper only got worse when he walked behind her and gently padded her butt.

“Oh well. At least you look good.”

That was the final straw.

“Ron! I am so much more then a pretty face!”

Her voice was extremely loud and shrill. It even managed to hurt her own ears with her outburst.
Grinning, he held up his hands.

“I know KP. But let’s face it. You are a long way from being the perfect housewife.”

Kim pouted and crossed her arms.

“I’m still in high school. I don’t need to be the perfect housewife.”

Ron seemed to sober up and embraced her.

“I know KP. I’m sorry. I think I took the joke to far.”

Kim sighed. She knew he hadn’t meant anything with it. She knew she had flaws and she knew that he loved her despite of them, or maybe even for them.

“No Ron. I’m sorry. I know I’m not an expert in the kitchen and considering the way I have acted when you screwed up in the past, I guess I deserve it.”

Her boyfriend smiled at her. She closed her eyes slightly as he ran a hand up her chin.

“KP. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. You always were.”

Kim fought down an urge to jump up and cheer. It always pleased her when she got proof that she had beat Yori big time in the war for Ron’s hart.
She allowed Ron to lead her to her chair. She reveled in the hand he had placed on her butt. It just felt right. It also felt right when he pulled out her chair for her. Now Kim was a modern, independent woman, but she was still a woman and appreciated being treated as such.
The meal passed with delighted sighs from Kim as her taste buds was being spoiled and casual conversation. Although Kim found out tat she could easily make him loose the thread by gathering her arms and making her breasts stand out against the transparent cloth. To Ron’s defense, he was surprisingly fast at getting his wits back together. She enjoyed flirting with him anyway. It made her feel so powerful that she had so much influence on him, even if it meant using her body.
It was odd how a lasting relationship changed ones inhibitions. She would never have done anything like this towards Josh, or anybody else for that matter.
As the meal came to a close and they had cleaned the table, leaving the dishes by the sink for later, they moved the act into the living room.
Kim made sure to remove her belt, thus allowing the flimsy garments to slide open so it barely left her breasts covered and her sex was completely bare. That seemed to be something Ron liked, because they had barely sat down with their soft drinks, when Ron leaned in and kissed her. Kim immediately returned the kiss, although she got slightly distracted when he ran a hand across her labia.
When Kim tried to pull away, he followed her, keeping their lips locked and his hands busy. She had to admit that he was really good at this. But then again, he had a lot of experience with her body.
As he finally allowed her up for air, Kim gulped it down greedily. Something that was rather difficult, since he didn’t stop playing with her. With a force of will that Kim thought would be beyond anyone that wasn’t a Possible, she managed to stop him from kissing her again.

“Ron, no! Not here. Please. I want to do this somewhere else.”

Ron looked confused but got up anyway. Kim smiled and allowed him to help her onto her feet. She kept his hand in hers and, smiling softly, she led him through the house. Ron followed without question, until she walked into a specific room. He froze in the doorway and looked at her nervously.

“Ah KP. You do realize that this is your parents’ bedroom?”

Kim smiled at her goofy, yet handsome, blond boyfriend.

“I know Ronnie. That’s the good part of it.”

Ron looked rather uncomfortable.

“I don’t know Kim. It just doesn’t feel right.”

That surprised her. Ron using her given name. Normally he would only use KP. She figured that meant that he was really nervous.
Turning serious she looked him in the eyes. She really wanted this, but she couldn’t just demand it. Ron would be next to worthless as a lover if she did. Luckily she knew how to convince him.

“Please Ron. This is a fantasy of mine. I have wanted to do this for month. We may never get a chance like this again, won’t you do it? For me?”

She knew she had him when he took a hesitant step into the room. Smiling seductively, she stepped over to the bed and allowed the gown to fall from her shoulder and slide down her arms, until it became a pool of red on the bedroom carpet. She then sat down on the bed and spread her legs apart, giving her boyfriend a perfect view of her front body.
She watched as Ron slowly walked in front of her and kneeled down on the floor. She expected him to continue his ministration on her sex but he didn’t. Not that she was complaining when he took her left leg and started kissing his way down from her knee until he reached her shoe, which he slowly and carefully removed.
Her breathing picked up speed at this action. She simply found it so incredible romantic and erotic that she wished that the universe would simply freeze in that moment forever. This wasn’t the act of a horny guy, but a sure sign of a man she could spend the rest of her life with. She could simply imagine him doing the exact same thing on the night were she would be sitting in front of him, wearing her wedding dress.
He repeated the process with the other leg and Kim was simply blown away.

“Ron. Make love to me. Please?”

Ron smiled and gave her sex a soft kiss that made her shiver.

“Of cause KP. I will always make love to my lady.”

He stood up and removed his clothes, letting it fall to the floor next to hers. Admittedly, he lacked a certain grace, but at least it was for real. For some reason Kim began thinking of this time as a test run for the marriage that they would have once college was over. If it was sweet tonight, it would be sweet then. For some reason the thought didn’t make her nervous. She was certain that this would be the most beautiful thing she had ever experienced. After all, she was with Ron.
His mouth soon found her vagina and he started to gently work his tongue over her labia and clitoris. Kim knew that this treatment most likely wouldn’t get her off, but she figured that this was a good start. It was still early and they had time. She felt him working on her for a long time and Kim just kept getting more and more hot, until she finally grabbed a fistful of his hair and gently pulled him on his feet.
He returned the gentle smile Kim gave him and stood still as she leaned forward and began focusing on his sex. It didn’t come as a surprise to feel him shudder as she kissed the top of his erection. They did claim that circumcised men were less sensitive in this area, but Ron certainly seemed to be enjoying it.
What Kim started doing, was actually quite unnecessary. He was already as erect as she could want, but she wanted to do this. She wanted to make him feel as good as he had just made her feel. After all, her mother had always told Kim that you had to give as much as you got in a relationship in order to make it work. To Kim that was a good excuse, but the truth was that she enjoyed feeling how he reacted to every little thing she did. It made her feel that he truly belonged to her.
She started the ministration with her tongue as always. Licking her way up the side of his member to the tip and then all the way down the other side. She then moved her tongue up the underside of his penis, slowly and torturous, reveling in the way he shuddered from pleasure. As she reached the tip once more, she formed her lips into a tight circle and forced it down over the tip of his manhood.
This was something knew she was trying. Normally she simply put her boyfriend’s erection in her mouth and then closed her lips, but she wanted to give him a more thorough feeling of warmth and tightness and she figured that this would do it. As it turned out, she was right.
She had just cleared the tip of his penis and had made it to the skin, when Ron couldn’t take more and her thrust into her mouth. It surprised Kim so much that she almost gagged as his penis touched the base of her throat. Luckily her boyfriend didn’t try to force it further into her mouth, which gave Kim the precious seconds she needed to pull together the resolve she needed for her next action.
Forcing her to relax her throat muscle, she managed to take him further in then ever before. She felt a surge of triumph, knowing that she had just broken down another barrier in her skills in the bedroom. At some point in the relationship she started to enjoy taking things a bit further. Things that had been disgusting yesterday became tomorrows challenge and Kim loved challenges.
She felt Ron’s sex shiver and pulse in her throat and Kim began contemplating keeping the work up until he climaxed into her throat. She decided against it however. This wasn’t for tonight. Later, but not tonight.
Pulling him out of her mouth and throat, she looked up at him with a smile. Ron’s eyes were glazed over.

“Wow KP. That mouth of yours is good for more then just kissing.”

Kim laughed. Of all the things he could have said he just have to say that. But then again. She didn’t start dating him because he was a Don Juan. She fell in love with him because he was honest, real and cute.
Sitting up, she reached down and grabbed his pants of the floor. Reaching into the pockets, she soon found his wallet and quickly pulled out a condom. From then on she went through the entire ceremony needed to apply a condom correctly with an ease that could only come from practice.
Through the entire ordeal, her boyfriend had stood and looked at her dumfounded and Kim was glad that his erection hadn’t faltered. She knew that laughing at a guy could have that effect. Luckily this wasn’t their first time, so Ron wasn’t as self-conscious.
Once he was ready for the final act, Kim reached up and took a hold of his arms. Leaning back, she brought him with her.

“Come Ron. I need you.”

Her voice was silent, just above a whisper. Some people would probably call it a cliché, but Kim was surprised to realize that she meant every word of it.
Scooting back across the madras, she watched as her boyfriend followed her. As she finally reached the pillows, she put her head on one of them, spread her legs in an eighty degree angle and held her arms out towards her.
Her boyfriend lay down on top of her, using his arms to avoid squashing her with his weight, and kissed her. Kim wrapped her arms around him and allowed herself to become consumed by the sign of love.
They lay there for a moment, enjoying what they had at that moment. Emotionally this was importing to both of them. Unfortunately they could seldom indulge themselves like this, because of the danger of being spotted. But tonight there was no parent’s, no brothers, no class comrades and no strangers. There was only the two of them. Not even Rufus would interrupt them. He was spending the next few days with Felix.
Finally Ron began to move. He placed himself between her legs and gently started pushing. Kim, hardly being able to call herself a virgin anymore, accepted him without a problem. Sighing she wrapped her legs around his, so they were in a missionary position. It had been a long time since they had used this position last and Kim actually found it rather exciting. Or perhaps it was because of where they were.
They soon started up a slow rhythm. Normally Kim hated that. She wanted it fast and furious, but there was just something in the atmosphere that compelled the both of them to take it slowly.
To Kim’s surprise it was good. It was real good. Ron’s body was pressed up against hers, so hard that her breasts was mashed flat against his chest and his lower arms was resting on the bed underneath her arms, his hands maintaining a firm grip on her shoulders. Each thrust sent physical ripples all the way up to the roots of her hair and she loved it. Just as she loved what Ron’s teeth was doing to her earlobe.
They stayed in this position, neither of them seemed interesting in trying anything else, and slowly worked their way towards their orgasm.
When they came, it was simultaneously. Kim screamed and Ron groaned. It was so powerful that Kim’s legs jumped open and fell to the madras. She was simply incapable of controlling them. Ron gave a final few un-rhythmic thrusts before laying still.
They must have been a pretty picture as they were laying there. Two teenagers, a blond and a redhead, lying sprawled on top of each other, arms around their lover and their legs spread out, sweating and breathing hard. Kim wondered how many people before them had been lying like this. She decided that it was a question that would never be answered because there simply wasn’t enough numbers to count it.
Finally Ron managed to roll away from Kim and sit up. He removed the condom and threw it in the waist basket her farther kept beside the bed, before pulling the blanket over them and snuggling up against her. Kim smiled and made a mental note of emptying the basket before her parents came home. She wasn’t exactly certain whether or not her mother would be angry or would tease her, if she ever found out that her daughter had made love in their bedroom, but she knew her farther would be furious.
Kim smiled slightly. Made love? Yes that was exactly what they had done. This wasn’t sex, not by a long shot and Kim decided that while sex was always welcome, making love was not to be scoffed at.
Ron suddenly kissed her right behind her ear.

“I love you Kim. I can’t wait until you and I make love on our own double bed.”

Kim smiled and pushed herself further into her boyfriend’s warm embrace. Once again he had called her Kim, but she didn’t think it was nervousness this time. Maybe it was reverence? She didn’t know but she doubted it was anything bad.

“I feel the same thing Ronnie. You and me on a double bed that is draped in black satin. I actually dream of that in the night.”

Ron sighed but did not answer. For a moment Kim thought he might have drifted of to sleep. Then she felt something quite hard and familiar against her butt. A moment later Ron’s hand squeezed her breast lightly.

“Ah KP? Guess who isn’t tired yet.”

Kim grinned. She figured she could go for another round or two before she got too tired. She turned around so she was facing her boyfriend.

“Go and get another condom. You know where they are anyway. I’ll be right here when you return.”

Ron kissed her on her lips, before rolling out of bed and starting out of the room. He was almost at the door when Kim stopped him.

“Oh and Ron? Be a sweetie and get me one of my charms. Will you?”

He just smiled back at her, before leaving the room. That was alright with Kim. She knew he would remember it. Besides, she could always send him on another run.
Smiling she looked at her wrist chain. Tonight it would be number forty. Forty times they had been together and not all of them had been a single orgasm either. She found it a wonderful way of keeping track. She wondered slightly if she would still be keeping track in twenty years. She just didn’t know.
As her boyfriend showed up again, Kim lifted the bed cover to allow him to slip in next to her, all the while thinking about what her mother had told her when she was little and refused to go to sleep. Bed times are good times, she had said. Once again her mother had been right.
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