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Milf Hunter	By : TheHiddenDarkness Category: Kim Possible > General Views: 11057 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own KP or any other trademarked items in this story, this purely for non-profit fun

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AN: Chapter 1-5 were uploaded at the same time

Milf Hunter:
Chapter 5: Shopping trip

Anne was the first to wake up in the morning. She could not recall feeling so rested. She opened her eyes to find her and Ron in the same position as last night. She snuggled against Ron and found a difference. Ron's hands that hugged her closer had drifted down, firmly grabbing Anne's ass with both hands to hold her close. Anne looked up at Ron's face, barely able to see through the weak sunlight pouring through the curtains.

She could not explain it, this wild feeling inside of her. Ron made her feel safe and wanted, but also so young and nervous. It was a conundrum. She did not understand why she felt like this, only she did. The only time she ever felt similar...

Was when she and James first started to date. And that felt like a kick to the gut for Anne. She realised she was falling for Ron, who was like a son to her, while she was married. It was all kinds of wrong.

Ron seemed to sense her distress, as he pulled Anne closer, unknowingly pulling at her ass cheeks making Anne moan quietly, before Ron kissed the top of Anne's head. And just like that, her worries were gone. Anne knew something was wrong with that, but didn't care. Although she groaned as she felt her bladder signal her brain. With a sigh, Anne pulled free of Ron's strong grip, and headed for the bathroom. Her actions woke Ron up, as the sudden lack of body warmth is very noticeable. Ron opened his eyes just in time to see Anne's swaying rear, her ass having eaten the panties to make it look like a thong, disappear into the adjoined bathroom.

Ron yawned. Sleepy still, but awake and refreshed. He just laid in the bed, not sure if it was right to use the bathroom while Anne did. Besides he was comfy and the bed smelt like Anne. Ron just snuggled into her side of the bed and just relaxed, he heard the shower start in the bathroom.

Ron opened his eyes when he heard the shower turn off. He had no idea how long he closed his eyes for, but he felt more awake and less sleepy then before. It was at this moment Ron's bladder acted up wanting its morning release, so with a minor grumbling, Ron climbed out of the comfy and warm bed. As he stood up Ron stopped. The cooler air outside the covers made his urge to pee grow, but Anne was still using the bathroom. Not awake to think about it, Ron started for the bathroom door as Anne left the bathroom, stopping him.

Anne had a towel around her chest, while she rubbed her hair dry with another. To Ron she looked stunning, with her long toned legs reaching down from the towel, and the way her skinned glowed from the shower.

“Where you going?” Anne asked, as she made her way over to her dressier and make up.

“Bathroom.” Ron said, still watching Anne as she walked past him. The towel hug was snug around her big ass and Ron could see each cheek shake with each step.

“There is one here.” Anne pointed out plainly.

“You was using it.” Ron said simply and Anne sighed.

“Ron, if we are going to do this sleeping thing when the kids get back, you got to use my bathroom.” Anne said. “Besides, like I said last night, it's nothing you ain't seen before.” Anne reinforced this statement by dropping the towel around her body, her back was still to Ron. Ron could see little more than side boobs and that gloriously big ass, but it was enough to give him an erection. Anne reached for her bath robe and put it on, before taking a seat before her mirror and grabbed her brush.

“Okay, fair enough.” Ron said dumbly, too tired and too horny to argue. He headed into the bathroom to do his morning routine. After relieving himself, Ron remembered his toothbrush was downstairs, after a quick smell of his arm pits, Ron decided to skip the shower. He had one before going to bed after all and still smelled alright. Ron headed back into the bedroom. “Should I bring my toothbrush up here or get a new one you think?” Ron asked Anne as he made his way other to his clothes. Anne was currently brushing her now dry hair.

“Probably best to leave yours downstairs, so Kim doesn't ask questions. I need to go shopping today so I will pick you up a new one.” Anne replied.

“Oh, getting anything fun?” Ron asked he started to get dressed.

“Not really. Just need to replace some Yoga pants mainly.” Anne and Ron both blushed as they remembered why she needed a new pair. “The kids are back today and I have to pick them up at 7, so I'll be heading to the airport at 6.” Anne explained her days plan to Ron.

“Cool, want me to come with you.” Ron offered.

“You got school... oh right its closed today.” Anne spoke, remembering why her kids were coming back so late. The twins school was fine, but Middleton high had a power failure Friday and the contractors were busy all weekend. However the twins were fine due to already testing out of middle school and will be in Highschool next year, just once the academic year finished. She and James made that decision last month to let the Twins spend more time with kids their own age. “But sure, I can use a strong young man to carry my bags.” Anne teased Ron with a smirk in his direction.

“Ugh. Forgot about that part.” Ron fake moaned. He really did not mind, but he had the bro code to live up to of always complaining about shopping. “I'll make a quick breakfast then.” Ron said as he was already dressed.

“Just some Oatmeal for me please, with some chopped up fruit and berries.” Anne politely requested. She knew if Ron was left to his own devices he would make another meal that broke her diet.

“Great, coming right up.” Ron promised as he walked downstairs, quickly brushing his teeth before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

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Anne parked James' luxury car at the Malls parking lot. James having taken the family station wagon for the trip down to Florida. The weather was cooler today so Anne was wearing her normal purple dress, only this time without her usual doctor's coat over it.

“You know, I think that's the first time I've ever been in that car.” Ron started the small talk as they made their way to the mall.

“Yeah, James is quite protective of his car.” Anne commented, she was really not the most pleased when he spent his entire Christmas bonus on the car. “So anything you want or need to grab first?” Anne asked as they entered the air conditioned mall.

“Nope, just here to be your bag carrier M'lady.” Ron said jokingly. Anne swatted his arm lightly.

“Don't complain, you volunteered.” Anne scolded playfully, before heading in the direction of the pharmacist, deciding to get Ron's toothbrush and a few other odd bits for her medicine cabinet back home. The mall was fairly busy, so they walked in a comfortable silence as the buzz of a large active group of people made small talk difficult. Anne and Ron entered the shop, and Anne quickly got what she needed. She decided to add extra hygiene products for Ron to keep in her bathroom, James having taking his with him. Stopping momentarily at the morning after pills, Anne quickly grabbed a few boxes, remembering how she rubbed a cum covered object into her pussy yesterday morning and not wanting to take any chances.

Anne looked over her shoulder to see Ron checking out the magazine stand, to stop being so bored. She felt tingly thinking about yesterday, and the day before that caused the reaction. Maybe she should tease him some more today... Anne shook her head, trying to ignore that idea. As she waited to pay for her items however, it kept popping back up.

Ron appeared at the check out line just in time to carry the bag for her, not seeing what Anne bought.

“So where next?” Ron asked as they walked out the store. Anne headed in the direction of Club banana, knowing that's where Kim bought her Yoga pants, and hoping the style was still in stock. “Crap.” Ron moaned as he saw her target. He didn't mind shopping, but he hated brand name shopping, why? Because Smarty Mart was so much better!

Anne entered the store, Ron sulking behind her, not that she was aware. Walking up to a store assistant Anne asked a question.

“Hi, is Monique working today?” Anne didn't know why, but felt Monique being here would be bad, considering how much she heard from Kim regarding Monique's gossiping.

“No, due to school she only works in the afternoons on weekdays, can I help you?”

“Yes, do you have any crème coloured yoga pants?” Anne asked, the assistant smiled and told Anne where to find them. “Thank you.” Anne just had to hope they was the right style, having already memorised the size of Kim's. Anne was in luck, Kim's choice of Yoga clothes were still in stock, along with the sports bra that Anne wore. After quickly confirming the sizes, Anne grabbed a basket and put them in before deciding to take a look around. It's been awhile since she treated herself.

“You got the Yoga pants, what else do you need?” Ron asked as he appeared next to Anne again. Anne was still in the sporty section of the shop, heading towards the swim swear that was followed by the lingerie section.

“Just browsing.” Anne commented, not looking at Ron. She was checking out a pair of purple yoga pants that were actually her size, after feeling the material, Anne decided to grab one and added it to her basket. “Why the rush?” Anne looked at Ron this time. He looked annoyed.

“Nothing, just not a fan of Club banana. Overpriced and has the same maker as SmartyMart clothes.” Ron complained. Anne smiled, she often heard Ron and Kim argue over this in the past.

“Yes well, normally I do not shop here myself.” Anne replied truthfully. Just because she and James earned good money didn't mean they spent it recklessly, they have three kids to look after and building up their college funds. Although it looked like all three were on their way to sponsorships, if for different reasons. “But I decided to treat myself, it's been too long.” Anne was looking at various swim suits, having just entered the area. Most of them were far to revealing for her taste honestly. Maybe if she was single and didn't have kids, each swimsuit was designed to show off the body of the wearer in a quite revealing way, while still showing nothing.

“Planning on going swimming?” Ron asked again.

“Are you really that bored you must ask obvious questions?” Anne fired back, still walking as she checked out the various swim suits.

“Yes.” Ron answered without hesitation, making Anne smile a little at his goofy honesty. Anne looked over her shoulder at Ron, the idea of her teasing him ringing in her head, and decided to grab a swimsuit to try on. In the end, she grabbed three different ones before entering the lingerie section. Anne turned to see Ron have a small blush on his face as he looked at the wide variety of sexy female underwear. This was not a part of the store, or any store, that he had ever been in before.

“Don't worry I just want to try on a few things.” Anne said reassuring Ron, before grabbing the lacy black underwear he was looking at and adding to her basket. Ron blushed harder.

“Okay.” He squeaked out. Anne continued through the lingerie section, leading Ron, picking out a variety of options to try on. She noticed the entrance to the changing rooms was unattended for a change. Usually an employee was there to check the items people took in to stop shop lifters.

“Follow me.” Anne said to Ron, before heading to the changing rooms. Ron did as he was told, not thinking anything of it. Anne quickly looked down the hallway lined with changing booths, and saw the place was empty. She quickly walked down to the end, it being the largest booth. Ron stopped outside, most likely to give her privacy. Anne wanted none of that, as she grabbed Ron's wrist she pulled him into the changing room with her before closing the curtain.

“What? I should not be in here.” Ron said nervously. And Anne's heart was beating rapidly as she herself was nervous.

“I know.” Anne said simply, before turning to face Ron. Ron could see that Anne was also nervous. “I just wanted your opinion without walking out in the open, that's all.” Anne tried to explain.

“O-okay.” Ron stuttered out, his face turning red, before looking around the room. Along the two short edges, were pegs and benches, while along the long wall was a long mirror, with a smaller one opposite next to the curtain blocking the view of others outside. Ron decided to take a seat next to the curtain. Anne took her basket to the opposite bench and placed it down. She hesitated a moment, wondering if this was the right thing to do. “You okay Anne?” Ron asked in concern, as Anne was still for several moments. The concern and care in his voice resolved Anne. That was why Anne was doing this, not because Ron found her body sexy. Many compliments came her way back at the hospital, she was used to it.

But none really cared for the person beyond the flesh. Ron was different. He had always been like this, caring for others.

“I'm fine.” Anne said with a smile, looking over her shoulder, she put her hands on her hips, and slowly pulled the dress up her body. She could practically feel Ron's gaze on her body it was that intense. She was still looking at him as the dressed revealed her ass in full, and she saw Ron's cock grow and strain again his pants. “You can pull that out if it hurts.” Anne suggested, before turning her head around to continue pulling her dress off.

Ron's jaw dropped, but did as he was told, freeing his cock from its tight prison as he stared at Anne's large ass, a purple thong hiding nothing of it. Each large cheek looked so soft, Ron couldn't help but wonder how it felt. Anne pulled the dress over her head, revealing the matching purple bra. She folded her dress before bending over to place on the bench, pushing her ass towards Ron. The new position allowed Ron to see Anne's cloth covered mound. Anne was getting excited so there was a small damp circle spreading across the material. Anne stood back up as she reached behind her, popping the clasp of her bra with a sigh of relief. Pulling her bra free Anne hung it on of the pegs, her raised arms showing her side boobs to Ron. Ron looked in the mirror, allowing him to see Anne from the side. He could see her erect pink nipples from this angle, and the way her ass stuck out. Ron's cock twitched as glob of pre-cum appeared on his tip as Anne turned round.

“Ron.” Anne scolded, her hands on her hips. “Get some wipes out the bag before you make a mess, we don't want to get into trouble.” As much as she wanted her fun, she most definitely did not want to be caught or to invite suspicion by leaving a mess. Ron was silent as he did as he was told, taking out some baby wipes before wiping the end of his cock. The slick material made Ron bite his lip, and Anne felt her arousal grow as she saw Ron's dick head had a new shine. Anne turned around, trying to ignore the temptation, checking out her basket. “What should you think I should try on first?” Anne asked softly, trying to keep her voice down.

“Your choice.” Ron said softly back, understanding her message of not being caught. Ron honestly did not care, Anne was bent over to check her basket showing him her now visible cameltoe. Her arousal spread and made the cloth thong cling to her mound, showing off her pussy lips to Ron. Anne's ass shook softly as she sorted out the basket, pulling out items one by one until she an order of clothes to try on. She ignored the crème yoga pants and sports bra, as putting them on again would defeat the purpose of buying them to replace Kim's. Anne decided to try out the Yoga pants first, then the swimwear and finally the lingerie. Anne took a breath, because after the Yoga pants, all the other items of clothing would require her to strip, and her heart was beating like crazy already at the mere idea.

Ron watched as Anne turned to face the large mirror, giving him a perfect side view, a pair of purple yoga pants in her hands. Anne bent forward, Ron looked to the smaller mirror, showing of Anne's ass and cameltoe clearly, before looking back at Anne as she lifted one leg, and slipped it into the tight pants. Ron's eyes flicked back and forth from the mirrors and Anne, drinking it all in. Anne pulled the yoga pants past her ankle, before slipping her next leg in. Leaning so forward her ass was almost touching the mirror, Anne pulled the leggings up. They were tight, clinging to Anne's body, but unlike the crème coloured pair of Kim's, these were her size.

As she reached her ass however, she realised it would still be a tight fit. Most women just did not have an ass like Anne. Turning to Ron, Anne remembered her bravery in the kitchen, and decided to ask for his help.

“Ron do you mind helping me pull them up?” Anne asked softly. Ron just nodded dumbly as Anne began to walk over to him. With her pants bundled around her thighs, her cameltoe was clearly visible and her tits shook softly back and forth with her steps. Once close, she turned around, showing him her ass close up. Ron could smell Anne's arousal from here. Slowly, he reached out, the band of the yoga pants were stuck under Anne's ass at the moment, so he lifted one cheek with his hand, marvelling at how soft it was to the touch, to hook his other hand into the band. He could not do the same with only one hand free, so gently pressed his fingers against the soft, warm flesh of Anne's ass and thigh as he grabbed the band. With a swallow, Ron began to pull the pants up.

At first, all Ron did was lift Anne's cheeks, as they refused to give in to the pants. Anne reached behind herself, and massaged her ass before Ron's eyes, spreading her cheeks every now and again, revealing the back band of her thong every so often as she pushed her fat ass into the tight pants. Once her ass cheeks submitted, and the band was over the curve, the pants shot up from Ron's pulling. The yoga pants pulled hard against Anne's pussy, clearly showing off Anne's cameltoe, and driving the material between Anne's ass before Ron let go. Anne walked away, and look in the mirror, turning to see how her ass looked at various angles.

“What do you think?” Anne asked Ron, as she checked herself out in the mirror. She could see how her breasts swayed in the open, the cameltoe clearly visible, and the way her ass jiggled against the tight material.

“V-very good.” Ron managed to get out, his mouth feeling extremely dry. Anne continued to move around, making her soft body shake and giggle.

“Okay, I think I will get them.” Anne said honestly. She did not originally plan to buy anything for herself, but maybe she could do Yoga in these at home, as they were tighter and more, Anne glanced down at her cameltoe in the mirror, revealing then her other pairs. Maybe she could tease Ron at home doing yoga with them, without the embarrassing end of her fat ass actually ripping the pants open. Turning her ass to Ron, she slowly peeled the tight clothing down her ass as she took them off, bending forward as she did so. She hooked her thong as well, pulling that off as she would not need it for the rest of the clothes.

To Ron it was like the greatest magic trick alive. How Anne's ass seemed to grow and expand whenever it escaped tight clothing. He could see the band of Anne's thong being pulled out from between her cheeks, showing Ron that was coming off as well. As the yoga pants reached past her ass, Ron watched as the pants and thong was pulled from Anne's pussy. He could see liquid strings of her arousal connecting her shining lips to her thong, showing Ron how wet Anne was, before they broke as the thong and pants dropped to the floor. Anne stepped out of the clothing backwards, moving towards Ron as she bent forward to pick them up.

Anne bent down further than she needed to. She felt so unbelievably excited at exposing herself to Ron she couldn't help herself.

Ron could see it all, her slick wet pussy, shining plump slits slightly parted showing him a glimpse of her pink insides, and her tight little puckered hole peaking at him from between her cheeks, barely visible. Ron had to wipe the tip of his cock again as more pre-cum built up, but his eyes never left Anne's lower holes. Sadly she started to stand back up, her ass hole disappearing first before her ass lowered enough to block Ron's view of her pussy from the back.

Anne looked at the crotch of the clothes, she clearly made a mess inside of her thong, and unless she wanted to buy everything she tried on to hide her actions thoroughly from the Club workers, she had to deal with it before trying the other items on, she turned to Ron.

“Can you pass me a wipe?” Anne asked, as Ron handed her a fresh one without speaking. His eyes were locked on Anne's pussy, making Anne feel all tingly. Boldly, she reached down with her hand, spreading her lips for Ron for the first time, showing him her pink core, before wiping up her juices. She let her lips go before wiping again, trying to clean it all up. In the end her lips were still shining, if for a different reason. Anne looked for a waste basket and saw none, decided to hand Ron back the wipe covered in her juices. “Put this in the ba...” Anne stopped, Ron took the wipe and without thinking brought it to his nose, taking a deep breath. Anne blushed, and Ron blushed when he realised what he did.

“E-eh, he-eh... oh... erm.” Ron spluttered in embarrassment.

“It's okay.” Anne said softly, surprising herself and Ron that she said those words. She choose to ignore it as she turned back, face still red from her blush as she grabbed the first item of swimwear. It was a light blue that matched her eyes, and of the three she grabbed, the least revealing. Anne put the bra on first, one thin strap around her neck as the two thicker bands reached around her back to clasp and lock the item in place. Grabbing the bottoms, with two little bows on the hips, she bent forward, reaching out with one leg to slip it on. She heard a sniff, and a glance at the mirror showed that Ron was holding the wipe she just used up to his nose still, breathing her in. Anne felt her pussy growing wet again, practically defeating the purpose of her cleaning herself, but she couldn't find the willpower to care as she pulled the bottoms up.

Anne looked in the mirror, pulling at the rear of the bottoms so they more snugly hugged her ass. This was the only piece that did so, after a few moments of checking herself in the mirror, she turned to Ron.

“What do you think?” Anne asked, making sure to rotate her hips and body into different poses so Ron could see all of her.

“S-Stunning.” Ron got out. The top pulled Anne's breasts up, making the top of them swell out even more, although the top was a thick band around the front showing little cleavage. Anne's ass seemed to stick out more due to the bottoms, and it bounced and swayed with every movement Anne made. Anne made a humming noise, agreeing or not Ron did not know, checked herself in the mirror one more time, before turning her back to Ron and reaching behind her to unclasp the top. She put it to one side, not sure on it herself, but as she bent forward to pull the bottoms off, she realised she most likely would be buying everything she tried on. She was wet again, and their was a clear wet patch where her crotch was. She stepped out of the bottoms, before turning to Ron. She felt her pussy grow wetter with her idea.

“Pass me that wipe again.” Anne requested, as Ron reluctantly handed it over. Anne spread her lips once more, showing herself to Ron as she wiped herself clean again. She handed the wipe back to Ron. “Enjoy.” Anne said teasingly as she turned her back to Ron, she didn't need to look when she heard the deep sniff to know what Ron was doing, as she got her second set of swim gear ready.

Ron could not help himself smelling the wipe, the clean soap like smell of the first time was completely gone, all that remained was the intoxicating smell of Anne. Ron watched as Anne fixed on a new bra, this item's straps a lot thinner than the previous, just strings that Anne tied into a little bow behind her back. She leaned forward to slip her feet into the bottoms, making her ass pop out to Ron again, and as she pulled the bottoms up Ron saw these were like a thong, the navy blue band sliding up Anne's ass cheeks, tiny bows resting on her hips. Ron let out a small moan, he'd much rather be between those cheeks right now and felt jealous at a piece of clothing for the first time in his life. Anne turned to face him. Her breasts were cupped by triangle cloths, hiding a lot but showing lots of side boob and all of Anne's cleavage.

“What about this one?” Anne asked as she looked at herself in the mirror, moving around and posing to show off her body as she checked herself out. She noticed her fast ass jiggle as she did so.

“Amazing.” Ron breathed out, his voice slightly muted by the wipe he held up to his nose. Anne rolled her eyes at Ron.

“While the compliments are nice, I need a proper opinion.” Anne educated Ron, before turning around at thrust her ass toward Ron's face. “Like do you think it looks good around my ass, or does it make it look too big?” Anne asked. She waited as Ron was quiet for a moment, although she knew why.

Ron's eyes were wide, as Anne's ass was less than a foot from his face. It seemed bigger than he remembered. The waterproof bottoms stopped Ron seeing her cameltoe this time, but that did not really lessen the experience for Ron, only made it simpler, as he could focus on memorising Anne's ass over switching between her ass and pussy.

“No, its f-fine.” Ron got out, his eyes flickering up Anne's back. “I like the bows.” To Ron it helped him imagine Anne as a present for him to unwrap. Anne's ass moved away from him as she stood up again.

“Hmm... I like the bows too.” Anne agreed, before starting to undress, she didn't bother walking away from Ron this time, knowing she would be taking the wipe back in a second. She reached behind her to undo the bow, and pulled the top over her head with ease. She placed it on top of the other swimsuit she wore, it basically being the worn and need to buy pile now.

Ron's went wide as Anne bent over in front of him again, her ass close to his face as she pulled her bottoms off. He pulled the wipe away from his nose as she revealed her pussy, he was close enough to smell the source directly. Like before Anne's pussy was wet with her own arousal and he could see strands of the liquid stretching from her pussy to her bottoms, before they broke. Ron licked his lips feeling thirsty.

“Pass me the wipe.” Anne asked with her hand held backwards as she stayed bent over, Ron placed the wipe in her hand, as she other reached between her legs, spreading her pussy lips inches from Ron's face, as she wiped herself sort of clean. At this point the wipe was so covered in her juices it was more like mopping up the excess. Anne barely finished and moved the wipe back to Ron before she felt him take it back and actually feel Ron take a sniff. Anne's eyes widened as she looked at the mirror. Ron had leaned forward slightly, his face inches from her pussy and he clearly was breathing her in, not the wipe. Anne quickly stood up and walked away, blushing due to embarrassment but also turned on. A conflicting experience she was beginning to love and hate.

Ron didn't even realise what he did, not aware that he leaned forward or leaned back as Anne walked away to put on her last swimsuit.

Anne hesitated as she checked out her last item of swimwear. It was a micro bikini. The straps were clear plastic, with two small circles for her nipples and areola, and a small rectangle for her pussy. This is not something she would normally wear, even in private. But something about teasing Ron was bringing new levels of confidence from her. She glanced at her wedding ring and for the first time ever, truly regretted marrying James. Anne quickly banished those thoughts, not wanting to think on them now as she started to put the micro bikini on. The plastic straps were not the most comfortable, digging into her skin more than the others. As she turned to ask Ron his opinion she found him staring, literally jaw dropped.

“I take it from your face you like this one.” Anne teased, walking closer to Ron. Ron picked up his jaw as he took in Anne walking towards him each stepped caused her tits to swing and jiggle, almost not supported by the top she was wearing. With her erect nipples, which Ron could see, the cloth was too small to cover Anne's areola, giving the black part of her top a pink edge. Ron's eyes flicked down. Her bottoms were snug against her pussy... too snug. The walk over caused the small piece to move, Anne's plump lips appearing and trapping the material between them. “What do you like most of it?” Anne asked, as she stopped, and half turned, causing her ass to shake and show itself to Ron, along with her tits.

“The way it shows how beautiful you are.” Ron spoke honestly without thought. Before his brain caught up with what he said and he blushed. “I mean the way it shows off your natural beauty... ah.” Ron's brain was crashing, from trying to make a more gentlemanly response and the visual stimulus.

“Its okay Ron.” Anne said, blushing herself. “I know what you mean.” She looked at herself in the mirror, noticing how her pussy lips were visible. Considering Ron was sniffing her naked pussy just a second ago, she could not care to fix it. Instead she turned and pushed her ass to Ron. “The bands hurt, can you move them and see if you can sort it.” Anne could not believe her boldness.

Ron was stunned, and for the first time put the wipe smelling of Anne down. He reached out with both hands, unsure where to place them. Anne saw Ron's hesitation in the mirror, reached behind her and grabbed his wrists. She pulled his hands forward, until they groped her ass. Anne bit her lip to stop the moan. Ron's hands felt too good. This was far too soon.

“Never mind.” Anne quickly said as she stood up and walked away. Ron's hands hanging in the air, unbelieving he just touched Anne's amazingly soft and big ass. Ron's touch was too much for Anne right now, but she continued where she left off last time, the top came off with ease, and she bent forward again as she pulled the thong off. The only part that felt okay about this suit was the way the material trapped in her pussy lips felt as she pulled it away, but Anne put that down to how horny she was. As it was, the swimsuit was too uncomfortable as a whole for her to wear again in the future, even if she had to buy it. “Wipe?” Anne asked again, still bent over as she reached for the wipe.

Ron is treated to his favourite show, as Anne spread her lips again, her increased arousal showing from her drooling hole as she wiped herself. Anne kept herself spread longer this time, really wiping up and down and soaking the wipe in her juices before handing it back to Ron as she stood up and walked away. She smiled when she heard Ron sniff, before she turned to the lingerie. Most were just bottoms, but a few had matching tops. Anne decided to get the easier stuff out of the way first. Anne first slipped on a thong, almost identical to the one she wore into the shop, this one just being white cotton. Anne looked down to see the cotton already wet, her pussy clearly outlined and partially visible, just as she intended. Anne moved to the mirror, looking at herself as her thong got wetter and her pussy more visible, before turning to Ron.

“Well?” Anne asked, the question obvious by this point.

“G-great. Seems like you prefer that style.” Ron spoke softly, unable to ignore Anne's question despite his embarrassment and throat feeling tight.

“Oh, what you mean?” Anne asked playfully, knowing full well what Ron meant.

“W-well, its the same style you wore today... and the other day in the yoga pants.” Ron was quieter at the end. Anne paused, seeming to think on it.

“So your saying I have enough and shouldn't get this one?” Anne asked back.

“It's your call. You.” Ron coughed into his hand. “You look good in them either way.” Ron's response caused Anne to beam a smile at him. To Ron Anne's smile was honestly the most beautiful part of her, and he would do anything to keep her smiling.

“Do you want to take this pair off?” Anne offered, feeling bold from the compliment as she turned around and bent forward slightly, thrusting her ass to Ron's face once more. She felt Ron put her hands on her hips, fingers squeezing her slightly before his fingers hooked into the band of her thong and started to pull them down.

Ron was panting in excitement as Anne's pussy revealed itself again. Due to Ron pulling Anne's thong down her legs, he was unintentionally leaning forward. As Anne's thong reached her ankles. Ron's face was as close to her as possible without touching, his vision dominated by the large soft ass topping the pussy Ron wanted to lick clean more than anything else. Anne lifted her feet out of the holes, causing her ass to jiggle in front of him, her pussy lips spreading slightly. Anne's hand appeared between her legs, spreading her pussy lips for Ron as a new wave of her smell hit Ron's nose from being so close.

“Wipe?” Anne asked, and Ron, without moving his face, placed it in her free hand, he was so awe struck, one hand was still holding the thong on the floor. Anne could feel Ron panting against her wet and exposed pussy, making it all the more wetter. Part of her wanted nothing more to grab Ron's head and pushed it into her, or push her hips back and let Ron lick her out, but the greater part of her mind still argued against it. Still, she wiped herself several times for Ron's viewing pleasure, before she stood up. “Here you go.” Anne handed Ron the wipe back. Ron finally leaned back, handing Anne her thong back as he accepted the wipe. Anne glanced down to see the other wipe Ron just left hanging on the end of his dick, absorbing his pre-cum as fast he made it. She could not wait to enjoy her own smell of Ron later in the form of his jersey he gifted her.

Anne walked back to the other bench, adding an extra sway to her hips. Ron was correct in that she owed plenty of thongs, which was why that was the only one she had in her basket. The rest were lace panties, besides the one she saved for last. Anne picked up the purple lace panties she grabbed, the crotch area and back of her ass was solid silk, while the rest of the panties were styled in the shape of flowers in bloom and were semi-transparent. Anne slipped them on, making sure to keep her movements sort of slow for Ron. Despite how wet she was. Anne's pussy felt like it was on fire from the intensity of Ron's gaze. Anne took a step back, making sure they was on properly before turning to Ron.

“Brilliant.” Ron spoke first to the unasked question, it was repeated enough for him to know his role. “The floral pattern is quite nice and erm... they hug your ass nicely.” Ron sputtered a bit at the end, but gave Anne his honest opinion. He was rewarded with a smile. His eyes went back to her ass though, which was defying gravity more than usual with the help of the panties. From his side view Anne's ass seemed to stick out more than her chest.

Anne did not comment, but turned her ass to Ron and simply bent forward, pulling them off herself. The more Ron touched her the more temptation she felt so she had to keep it at this level, for her own sanity. Ron's small gasp was all she needed to hear to know he liked it, flicking the panties off her feet when they fell to the floor. Anne only put her hand back to ask for the wipe before Ron gave it her. They were clearly falling into a rhythm. Anne could not help the small moan that left her lips as she spread her soaking lips again, her pussy getting very sensitive in her heightened state of arousal, as she poured more of her sexual juices onto the wipe for Ron to sniff. Anne had to forcefully stop rubbing herself after a few wipes, lest it go any further. Her pussy was demanding her attention. She stood up and handed Ron back the wipe, he didn't even hesitate before he brought it up to smell. He blushed but Anne just smiled at him as she walked away.

Anne picked out the next pair of panties, this one having a matching bra. It was black, and semi-transparent, except for three places. Her crotch was once more covered by a silk layer, but her nipples and ass crack was exposed intentionally. The material cut and designed to frame those part of her body and intended to be a marital aid. Anne fixed the bra, making sure her nipples were poking out, before pulling the panties on.

Ron loved these pair of panties, not aware of the matching top yet. The had a vertical tear at the back of them, and when Anne lifted them up her ass and fixed it into place, the panties were snug enough to part Anne's ass cheeks apart slightly, showing her anus to Ron even as she stood up. Anne turned and Ron saw that Anne's bra was similar, her nipples poking free. Anne turned to look at Ron, and Ron was disappointed there was not another slit at the front of her panties for her pussy, but these were honestly the most sexy set of underwear he saw today, even beating the micro bikini! Ron breathed deep of the wipe of Anne, making his head spin as he drank in the incredibly sexy sight.

“Well?” Anne asked after awhile, waiting for Ron's response. Although his lack of one was more of a statement than his words. She rendered him speechless again despite him seeing her naked, and various states of undress many times in the past few minutes.

“I love it... I think that's my favourite so far.” Ron said honestly after a moment. Anne cocked an eyebrow, tempted to push him for more, but feared she may break the boy or herself. He was clearly struggling to hold back like she was. However she decided to buy this pair and at least wear the panties each night. She looked at her ass in the mirror. The slit in the back would make it perfect for Ron to slide his cock between her cheeks when he was the big spoon. Deliberation done. Anne undid her bra and added it to the pile, before spinning around and bending over to point her ass at Ron.

Ron reached out to the ass without being asked, the way it swung and shook when Anne span around. Anne bit her lip when she felt Ron's hand on her hips. She honestly was not going to ask him to pull her underwear off, but also would not stop him as he hooked her fingers in her band and slowly pulled her panties down. Anne looked between her legs to see her panties come from and how wet her drooling puss was, and Ron's face so close she could feel his breath on her sensitive area. As Ron pulled the panties down, his face got closer. She should stop this her mind screamed at her, but she didn't want to. Unluckily for all involved, Anne's panties reached the floor before Ron's face touched Anne's rear. Anne was so horny though as she reached down to spread her pussy lips for Ron.

Ron watched as Anne spread her pussy, she didn't even reach for the wipe this time. Instead her fingers just spread her pussy as her other hand to spread her ass cheeks, showing Ron everything. Ron was panting hard on the exposed holes, making them twitch before his eyes. Anne's pussy was literally drooling, her wetness hitting her panties on the floor. Ron had to fight every instinct to not take his tongue out and clean her up. Anne's hand let go of her ass, and she opened it out to Ron. Ron handed her the wipe, knowing what she wanted. Ron's eyes widened as Anne rubbed her open pussy with the wipe, before pushing it inside of her with two fingers. Anne's fingers pump inside of herself two, no three times, before she pulled them out, bringing the wipe with her.

When Ron accepted the wipe back, it was soaked. Ron handed Anne her panties back as he stared at the wipe in two minds of what to do with it. Not realising that Anne was looking at Ron worried, he decided to quench his thirst. He stuffed the wipe into his mouth and moaned. All he could taste was the sweet strong taste of Anne, thankfully none of the cleansing agent remaining. Ron stopped at his moan, looking up to realise Anne was staring at him with a blush on her face. For a moment neither said anything, before Anne walked back to the other bench and placed the clothes to one side.

Anne's heart was beating so loud she was surprised Ron couldn't hear it, after seeing Ron suck up her juices. He clearly wanted more, but... Anne looked at her wedding ring and felt deep regret. Despite everything she would not cheat on her husband, not all the way. She will wait till he returns before having a discussion with him about their relationship, and ultimately, how it will end. She just hoped Ron was still single when the time came. Looking at her next set of panties, she decided to keep him focused and interested in her till then. This was the second to last piece of lingerie.

It was a semi-transparent purple piece, this time with no solid material blocking the view of her pussy. The lace pattern swirled and twisted around itself, the designer clearly inspired by wave or air currents when they designed this. And as she slipped the panties on and as she looked over her shoulder, clearly saw Ron sucking on the wipe. Anne felt her pussy tingle even more as Anne felt naughty.

Ron watched, sucking on his favourite treat as Anne put on the next pair of panties. Honestly he did not know how this day could get better, but it kept happening. As Anne pulled the panties on, they was not quite on right, not hugging her ass as intended. Anne reached inside of her panties, and bending forward slightly, spread her ass cheeks wide. Ron stopped sucking as he was stunned. The semi-transparent purple material allowed enough of his sight through to see her holes, before Anne let go and her ass cheeks clapped together. Anne reached behind her to properly sort the panties out, making them hug her ass before turning around.

“What do you think?” Anne asked, rubbing the front of her panties, just above her pussy. “I love how they feel, but do they look good?” Anne asked, and blushed as Ron had to obviously take the wipe out of his mouth to answer. Despite being in his mouth it looked like it was sucked dry! Anne could not stop the small shudder of her body as she imagined that mouth being used on her directly.

“They are a really nice colour.” Ron managed to force out, surprising himself as he did not stumble over any words this time. “And I like the pattern, it. er... catches the eye.” Ron finished lamely. He wanted to say it drew his eyes to them, but that was basically the same, right?

“It does, doesn't it.” Anne commented as she looked at herself in the mirror, they also really felt nice on her skin and she would have bought these even without her making her mess in them, they were probably her favourite. Satisfied, Anne turned her back to Ron once more, and pushed her ass towards him. Anne was not surprised to feel his hand on her hips, before he started to slowly pull her panties again. Anne could feel her pussy pulsing in time with heart due to her desire. She could feel her core tighten as Ron's hands brushed the side of her hips and ass, before the panties continued to be pushed to the floor. Anne looked to the large mirror, seeing Ron's hungry looking face get closer and closer to her pussy. When her panties reach the floor, Anne could no longer see Ron's face from her angle, it was covered by her ass, but she could feel his panting breath on her pussy as she reached down to spread her pussy lips once more for him.

Ron and Anne was seemingly frozen in that position, Ron staring at Anne's slightly open and drooling hole. Anne's fingers started to move, opening and closing her lips for Ron. He was close enough to hear the wet 'slick' noises each time the lips parted. Anne lifted her heels, raising her ass up a bit, before dropping them. Anne repeated that action, bouncing her ass in front of Ron as she continued to open and close her pussy. Anne stopped and froze when she heard a curtain open, however it was for another changing room, but it brought her back to reality. Stopping with her heels, but continuing with her hand, so opened the other behind her for the wipe. Ron did not notice this time.

“Ron.” Anne moaned quietly. “The wipe.” Anne could not believe how close she was to an orgasm, with such minimal contact. She felt the wipe in her hand, which she brought to her pussy and began to rub. After sliding it up and down her slit a few times, Anne moaned quietly as she pushed it into her hole with two fingers once more. She could feel Ron breathing into her pussy as she pumped her fingers in and out several times. She had to stop when she felt her core tighten. She did not want to climax here. Standing up, and out of the panties, she turned to Ron, handing him the soaking wipe once more as she took her panties from him. Ron did not even hesitate stuffing the wipe into his mouth and sucking it in front of Anne, which almost triggered her climax. Anne had to turn around and walk away from the sight.

Anne walked up to the bench, going for her last item. This was a full set of lingerie, stockings, held up by a garter belt over her panties and a bra, special thing is, it was all made out fishnet, making it so you could see through it easily. Anne put the panties on first then the garter belt, before lifting one leg up and sliding the stocking onto it, before placing it on the bench and sliding it up her leg, hooking it to the garter belt, repeating the action with the other leg. Anne stood up, fixing the panties and making sure all of her ass was in them, they was a snug fit and she could feel her ass pushing through the netting. Anne put on the bra, and found it was similar, the soft flesh of her tits pushing against the material and poking out slightly, her nipples clearly poking out. It felt good to wear Anne had to admit, she did not expect it to.

Anne turned to Ron to find him stunned once more. Ron loved how the ass pushed against the material and parts slipped out, reminding Ron of when Anne's yoga pants were tearing, when she turned around and Ron so her tits in a similar fashion he almost lost it. Anne looked too damn sexy. His eyes travelled down her legs, taking in her stockings. Ron was surprised at how something so simple could add so much.

“What you think?” Anne prompted quietly, aware of another changing room being occupied.

“G-Goddess...” Was all Ron managed to say. Anne blushed fiercely at the compliment. She was definitely saving this for a special occasion. Aware of the other person Anne did not dare push things further with Ron, and such stripped herself. Making sure to let Ron see everything. Anne could not help but smile slightly at Ron's disappointed look. But Anne had to stop things before it got too far. She was soon naked, and decided to give him one mercy. Anne walked up to Ron, placing one leg at the side of Ron, exposing her pussy. She held out one hand and asked for her wipe back, Ron pulled it out of his mouth and handed her. This was a new angle as Anne cleaned her pussy, before stuffing the wipe in and walking away. “W-what.” Ron asked softly.

“Later.” Anne said giggling softly, as she left the wipe in her and started to get dressed again. Putting on her thong and making sure it was secure, she quickly put her bra back on, and easily slid her dress down her arms and over her body. She bent over as she packed the items back into the basket, thankfully the air conditioned room did enough to dry the items out, or at least, enough to get through check out. Most cashiers were quick and discreet about handling lingerie after all. “Wait a second.” Anne said to Ron as he stood up. Anne poked her head out and saw the way was clear. “Alright, stay here a moment and erm.” Anne glanced down to Ron's raging hard on. “Calm down, follow me when your ready.” Anne instructed as she left for the checkout.

Ron was left on the verge of release himself, cursing how much a tease Anne was, but loving it all the same. It didn't take long for his cock to soften again, it seemed to know no female was around. Wiping his cock clean and slipping it back in his pants, Ron grabbed the remaining bag and walked out, dropping the used wipe in the waste basket just outside the curtain.

Anne watched from the cashier as Ron walked out, just moments before the employee only door opened and a worker took their place at the entrance to the changing room. Seems Anne timed it all perfectly. Anne smiled slightly, before she heard the price of her clothes. Ron was right, this place was overpriced Anne thought as she handed over her credit card.

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Anne and Ron walked around the mall after leaving Club Banana, window shopping. Outside of the candy store, where Anne bought a few treats for her kids and Ron, nothing else was bought and they headed back to the car. Not much was said between the two, both silent after the exchange in the changing room.

The silence continued on the car ride home, and Ron only spoke once they entered Anne's house.

“So... what was all that about?” Ron asked plainly, settled at the kitchen table with a drink in his hand.

“What was what all about?” Anne asked, not sure how to answer the obvious question.

“In the changing room.” Ron pressed as Anne sighed, she sat across from Ron and took his hand in hers.

“Look Ron... I'm not sure.” Anne started. “I like you.” Ron's eyes widened. “Yes in that way... but I am still married and I will not be a cheater.” Anne confessed.

“What about all we've done already?” Ron asked.

“It's beyond what I consider cheating yes but.” Anne shifted in her seat, aware of the wipe in her pussy soaking in her juices for Ron. “There is no right answer here, and that's the problem. When James gets back I will be having a talk with him.” Anne confessed.

“Because of me?” Ron asked, worried he was breaking up Anne and James, and Anne saw that. The boy was too kind at times.

“Yes and no. Things with me and James have been getting worse since the Twins were born, and looking back on it, when the twins went to college we most likely would have broken up anyway, or just get absorbed into our work and only act the happy couple when the kids were around.” Anne paused. “The yes to you part is because you make me feel... wanted. And that makes me want to ends things with James faster... for you... for us.” Anne felt Ron squeeze her hand back.

“For you I will wait forever.” Ron smiled, but blushed. “If you want to know the the truth, you was my first crush he he he.” Ron laughed nervously at that. Anne smiled at Ron.

“Thank you for understanding.”

“So what happens now?” Ron asked. “I mean with the kids coming back, it's going to be a few weeks before you talk to James and longer still before divorced... if we keep this up I don't think I could keep my hands off you if you teased me like that again.”

“Honestly? I could barely control myself in the dressing room as well.” Anne admitted. “But... can we keep the sleeping arrangement?” Anne begged.

“I would love to.” Ron agreed.

“Still, I think its best if we had some time alone before I have to pick the kids up... will you come over for dinner and see Kim?”

“Yes, and you of course.” Ron responded as he stood up and got to leave.

“Wait.” Ron turned back to Anne, only to see her reach up her dress and after a moment, pulled out the wipe. “Do you want this?” Anne barely finished the question, before Ron was in front of her. “Say ahh.” Anne teased as Ron opened his mouth, Anne pushing the wipe in with her fingers. Ron's lips closed around her fingers, wet with her own juices as he sucked them clean when she pulled them out. “You should go.” Anne breathed out. Ron with his mouth full just nodded, and with a quick hug, left.

When Ron left Anne leaning against the table, and she lifted her dress, her thong still pushed aside and pushed three fingers into her pussy. It didn't even take 10 pumps before she bit her lip to strangle her moan as she climaxed. Anne just laid there panting, before sorting herself out and tutting at herself, she made a mess on the floor and had to clean it up now... 'but first a shower' she decided as she headed upstairs.

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AN: This chapter was such a massive pain to write, and I'm sure I annoyed a few readers for the same reason. I had to stop every 10 minutes to avoid writing whatever came to mind and turning it into a full on sex scene. That being said, outside of Betty and Vivian, any other woman Ron ends up with will be a slow burn. Also, fair warning, the next few chapters won't be as intense sexually as I develop the minor plot this story has. Normally I wouldn't care, but I wanted a reason for Ron to get Shego that's different from most of the porn fics involving the two that I've read.

However, there is some small sexy time tease stuff between Anne and Ron each chapter, they are sleeping together after all. Either way hope you guys are enjoying this.
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