Kim Possible Porn Story: BE S I What Happens in Vegas Chapter 1
BE,S I: What Happens in Vegas…
Disclaimer/Authors Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Disney Company. Thanks to the creators of the show for the opening dialog (from the episode, The Twin Factor). All other characters can be blamed on the author (he, however, is not responsible for all of their actions at all times, being barely responsible for himself most of the time).
This is a strictly not-for-profit, just-for-fun work.
Enjoy! Please read and review.
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A/N Forward:
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This began as a thought in my head, planted by the wonderful work of ja, a very bad set of commercials, too much time talking to Star-Eva01, and a very nasty plot squirrel.
This is an unplanned surprise BE,S Special Intermezzi: a little interlude in the Blue Eyes, Shining arc.
This is the other side of the day from The Twin Factor.
And, remember: what happens in Vegas…
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Chapter 1: Getaway
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Anne smiled: We’ve got our spousal encounter session today, remember? she said, wearing her lighter blue tee-shirt and navy blue shorts.
Kim inhaled the entire piece of bacon when she heard her mother and almost sent it down thr wrong pipe. She held back her choking sounds, looked up from her breakfast, and frowned: That thing at Lake Middleton? That’s today?
James laughed. You betcha, he replied. Your mother and I get to reconnect emotionallyand do some serious fly-fishing!
Anne looked not-at-all totally excited and leaned back towards James, lifting an eyebrow. I’m not sure who picked the venue, but it may be fun.
Hon, don’t forget your hat, James ignored the look and plopped the fishing hat, complete with hooks on it, onto his wifes head.
This hat is so not a fashion statement, Anne groaned inside.
Errr, Kim said, trying to figure out a way out of Tweeb-sitting, speaking of forgetting, I totally spaced on the baby-sitting.
Kimmie, you made a commitment, Anne replied.
Two commitments, actually: I’m supposed to go on a mission today, she looked at her eggs, hoping her parents would take pity on her and that the whole sitch would blow over.
It didnt work.
After her dad suggested that she take them with her and she asked her mom to tell him that his was a bad idea, her mom just ignored her frustration major.
Oh, Kimmie, I’m sure Jim and Tim would love to visit a secret lab with you, Anne replied, certain that Kim was now in a corner of no return.
Kim gave in, suggesting that she could become an only child, eliciting a quiet chuckle from both Anne and James.
Anne smiled See you tonight, Kimmie, and thanks for watching the boys.
Have fun on your mission, now, James smiled. But easy on the snacks. Remember: candy is dandy, but fruit helps you poop, he added as he headed out the door.
Fruit: check, Kim replied as the door shut behind her parents.
They get to have all the fun, and all I get is Them, Kim groused, leaving her breakfast on the table and heading up to her room to contemplate a double murder if they were in her spaceagain.
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Anne backed the car down the driveway, glancing over at her husband.
Laptops in the back? she asked.
Check.
Suitcases packed?
Check, he replied as she backed onto the street, stopping the car before putting it into drive to head down the street.
Got the airline tickets and the rental car confirmation?
Yes, Wanda, I do, he grinned, and he pinched her thigh, just above the knee.
Thanks, Eugene, she smirked and leaned over, kissing him on the cheek and caressing his thigh underneath his short pants. I do love it when you show off some leg, Eugene, she giggled with that hint of a purr that drove James to distraction every time.
Hey! Thats my line, Wanda, he laughed as he slid one hand over and caressed his wifes right leg. She glanced over at him and frowned, then grinned as he lifted one eyebrow, mimicking a certain totally-unflappable space alien from the television show and movies.
No distractions, mister, she chuckled as she finally had the urge to put the car into drive and move forward. Ten minutes later, she turned onto the highway to Denver, the opposite direction from Lake Middleton. She resisted the urge to take his hand in hers and move it. Weve got to make our flight, so be nice.
Will do, he replied.
Dont you mean Will Du? Wanda joked, and Eugene laughed.
He certainly did grind Kimmies beans, didnt he? Eugene replied. Though, he was looking at you like you were a 10-gigawatt laser at an optical engineers convention.
Well, she laughed, I was wearing the purple, she replied. How did you know what he was doing?
And, you know what that does to me, he laughed. Besides, I watched him from the other room when you headed out the door: he was checking you out, he grinned, and she blushed.
At least, I give him credit for having excellent taste, he added, turning on the radio and not seeing his wifes double-wide grin and beet-red blush that almost matched her hair.
She turned, and James looked at her quizzically.
Oh, did I forget to tell you? I cancelled the airline tickets, she smiled. I got us another ride, she added.
He looked at her with a puzzled expression, and she continued, I called in a favor.
He looked up and saw the sign indicating this road terminated at the Air Force Base ahead.
Are we channeling Kimmie-Cub, Wanda? He smirked, and she snorted.
She pulled up at the gate, placed the car in park, and lowered the window. Dr. Anne Possible and Dr. James Possible, for General Stonebender, she smiled and handed him both sets of identification for each of them: Colorado Drivers licenses, her Middleton Regional Medical Center id, and James Middleton Space Center id.
Yes, Maam, the guard responded as two others came out. One walked around the car with a mirror on a long handle, sliding the mirror underneath the car on a regular basis, while the other walked around the car in the other direction, leading a large German shepherd. They both nodded, sad the twin gates lifted. Youre cleared to the tarmac, Maam; if youll just follow the Mumvee, the guard handed her back the ids, stepped back onto the platform, and saluted as Anne placed the vehicle into drive to head in..
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James still could not believe his luck as they headed down the runway at Buckley Air Force base. I always knew she was special, but to give up a day for me he smiled inside as they took off.
His wonderful wife knew just how hard he had been working on the Kepler project and the project with the Space Station. She knew how late he was coming home from work at night, exhausted to the point that, more than a few times, he had fallen asleep fully clothed in his chair and spent the night next to his bed.
She had awakened and found him, snoring, in his suit. Shed managed to remove his suit coat and shoes; he knew this because he would wake up, covered with a throw so he wouldnt be cold.
One morning, he even woke up and realized that he was not alone in the chair: Anne was curled up, next to him, her arms around his neck and a smile on her face. He nuzzled her neck, and she purred like an auburn-furred cat. More than once he would wake, finding himself sharing the chair: her, either by his side in the chair or on his lap, wrapped in both him and the throw covering them both.
So, he was more than shocked when he received the email confirming their trip today and their event registration. It was most definitely something he wanted to do, but he knew that she wasnt thrilled about the idea, so it had shocked him when he realized that she was the one who had registered himand, he was shocked to learn that she was registered, as well.
When he asked her about it at home that night, before they went to bed, he was shocked to learn that she had begun to dabble in it, as well. I saw how happy you were when you were doing it, she explained, so I knew it couldnt be all bad. I decided to try it once, and I realized that I enjoyed it, almost as much as you do, she grinned before she turned off the side table lamp, plunging the room into darkness. Almost, she giggled in the dark. I thought we could have some funtogether, she added.
They did, indeed, have fun.
He glanced over at her and watched her dine on her breakfast, provided by the General and his aide, and he smiled, remembering the entire exchange
General, it was very nice of you to pick us up and take us to Vegas, Anne smiled as the General shook her hand and that of James after she parked the car just off the tarmac, next to a pair of smiling individuals, and she and James stepped out of the vehicle.
Its no problem, Dr: I was at Colorado Springs on business after leaving D. C. yesterday morning, and I have to be in Nevada for Red Flag at noon, so this is truly a no big, he grinned as he escorted her up the stairs of the BayRiver aircraft.
General, this isnt necessary, Anne replied when the General asked her how she liked her eggs as he escorted her to an exquisite Corinthian leather passenger seats
Dr. Possible, its most definitely demanded, after you saved the lives of six of my people after that Red Flag accident, General Stonebender replied.
Its no big. She retorted, and James smiled inside.
But, it is big, Maam: you saved six lives while you were doing another brain surgery at the same time.
It was only three at a time, she corrected the General. Your people stabilized the last three that were injured so we could operate on the more critical cases first: they deserve the kudos, she countered. I only had to keep an eye on three monitors in my OR and kibbitz your surgeons efforts.
But, you, Dr. Possible: youre the one who kept 4 brain surgeries going at the same time, and at four different locations, he countered, and James smiled.
Very well, she sighed, and James chuckled inside. Two, over-easy, please. She paused as he nodded before she continued. Do you have a place I can change? I want to get ready, she smiled, and James knew that the General was even more hooked as he pointed to a rear restroom. Ill only be a few, she told James and headed away, bag waiting for her at the rear of the craft.
When the door closed, General Stonebender took James nod that he wanted the same, following her to the rear and turning to the galley area. James could hear the general and his aide laughing and cooking, the utensils clinking against the sides of the skillets. The general came back to the front of the aircraft, followed by the aide pushing a cart with three covered dishes, three large glasses of orange juice, and three coffee mugs, all steaming.
The general sat across from James. I dont get to cook all that often, so its a treat when my aide lets me, he chuckled, and the aide winked at James. Sir, the general continued, You do realize just how lucky you are to be married to such a lovely and quite remarkable woman? he grinned as the aide placed the covered dishes on the small tables.
Every morning when I wake up, General, and every night before I go to sleep, James replied with an honest smile. The general started to say something but his mouth froze open, framed by a very wide grin. James suspected the culprit, and he turned.
He wasnt surprised or disappointed.
Anne had replaced her blue shorts with a pair of brown Capri pants, and the socks and shoes had been exchanged for a pair of open-toed sandals. Her pullover shirt had been switched for a Hawaiian shirt that had to have been run through one of Dr. Wade Loads nuclear experiments, or something the Twins had absconded with from the Space Center, and connected to a household applianceagain. The flowers on it definitely encompassed every color of the rainbow, while the collar was a stark ivory white.
Anne had put her hair up: James assumed this because she was wearing a large floppy straw hat with a thin purple ribbon wrapped around it: the result was that Annes neck, usually hidden by her hair, was exposed for the entire world to see. The sunglasses were perched on the brim of the hat, and she smiled as she approached the men.
The General and James, unknown to each other, had the same thought cross their minds:
I now understand why vampires smile so much: theyve all seen that neck.
The aide smiled as she uncovered Annes dish and whispered, You go, girl!
Anne blushed and mouthed a thank you to the aide.
The takeoff was uneventful, and the flight was perfect.
James used a few moments after finishing breakfast to change clothes, excusing himself and heading for the rear of the aircraft and his bag.
The aide was in the galley when James emerged from the bathroom and smiled at her as he turned to walk back to his seat. She immediately put the glasses down and stepped out to watch him walk away.
Forgive me, she reached up and touched the small cross under her uniform, but I could certainly use some scientist on a plate, right about now, and she felt her face turn totally red as she imagined Dr. James Possible, an apple in his mouth, trussed up on a dinner table like a roasted pig. She quickly stepped back into the galley, found a pitcher of ice water, and dumped the contents on her shoulders, soaking her back and front with cold water. She now needed to change into some dry clothes, she thought, but she was certain that the mental image shes had in her head was soooo worth the uniform cleaning bill.
James looked over at Anne, now finished with breakfast and having retrieved her laptop, pounding on the keys. He smiled, and she looked up at him and returned the smile. She then turned her attention back to her keyboard.
He reached for his notepad and began to continue on his next project.
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Welcome to the Las Vegas, Las Vegas resort, sir, andwhoa, Nellie, and a ring-a-ding-ding deluxe, the agent behind the hotel desk whistled at Anne. What can I do for you, chicky-baby? he added, tilting his hat back. His rather vocal appraisal of Anne had her blushing, but a part of her felt wonderful and beautiful. Though she was always embarrassed when someone gave her compliments on her looks, she did enjoy them.
Were here for the EF-One convention, James replied with a chuckle, both at Annes blushing face and at the mans attire: pure 1920s gangster-style.
Down the hall, the first door on the right, he grinned, and he whistled as Anne walked away.
Psst! He called to James as James followed her, and he returned with a questioning look on his face.
Your wife? the desk agent asked, and James nodded. No offense, but shes h-o-t- hot. You ever want to get rid of her, call Jilly from Jersey, and Ill definitely take her off your hands in a heartbeat, he grinned.
James sighed and walked away. Show folk, he muttered as he caught up with Anne.
Names, please? the young man asked, but he was smiling as he did, because everyone recognized-
Eugene Crumholtz, James Possible replied. And here, for the first time, is my wife, Wanda.
Youre Wanda? a young woman behind her gasped, and Anne turned and nodded.
I love your work, Wanda! she exclaimed.
Anne blushed, and James beamed.
Oh, yeah: hooked in the first 5 minutes, James laughed inside.
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chapter now complete
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Authors afterward:
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Whats going to happen?
Who is this mysterious woman who admires Wandas work?
And, just what is Wandas work?
Well, remember: what happens in Vegas, especially on a one-day trip, stays in Vegas.
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What Happens in Vegas:
Chapter 1: Getaway
Chapter 2: Morning Meet n Greet
Chapter 3: Afternoon Fun
Chapter 4: Goodnight, Wanda and Eugene
Epilogue: replay?
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2009.07.19