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Multitasking - Part 4 - SFW
🕑 Added 2024-11-15 14:00:13 +0000 UTCSide Note: Jebus! This is my 1900th KP-related post on Patreon. :D
A few hours later at the Possible residence, Kim and Ann are sidled up to the kitchen counter, preparing dinner for their guest. Nothing fancy…just a roast, a simple side salad, and a nice bottle of red wine. Ned, having called ahead, is running late…but ever the gentleman, makes a point of stopping at a local florist to pick up a nice bouquet.
Earlier that day, after the conclusion of Kim's photo shoot, Ned dropped a bombshell...revealing to Kim that a much younger he had a one-time fling with her mother. He, however, didn’t elude to any of the juicy details, only saying that they’d nearly been caught in the act by her husband. Kim, ever the busybody, needs details…abruptly blindsiding her mother minutes before Ned arrives.
Kim: So, you and Ned, huh? How did that work out for yuh?
Ann drops her stirring spoon, surprised by the question, the metal implement clattering across the stovetop. Bug-eyed and mouth agape, the elder Possible stares at her daughter, not knowing how to respond. No one, outside of Ann and Ned, had ever known about their little romp on the kitchen table all those years ago. Kim merely grins at her, amused by Ann’s response.
Ann: It… It wasn’t supposed to happen. We got to chit-chatting one day while you were on a mission…he was dropping off a spare uniform for you. I looked down and…
Kim smirked at the flustered-looking woman, knowing full well what had attracted her attention.
Ann: It… It…
Kim: It’s huge.
Ann: I don’t know what came over me. Next thing you know we’re on the breakfast nook table and…
The housewife goes on to tell her daughter that, despite knowing that her husband would be home from work at any moment, she absolutely had to have it. The young man, regardless of his age and lack of experience, did not disappoint. A mere thirty minutes of youthful pounding, driving into her, and she was screaming his name…not once, but twice.
Had James not come home she would have gladly drained the boy dry...and then cooked him breakfast the next morning.
Kim: That sounds about right.
Ann, lost in her own little world of recollection, blinks back to reality…and becomes distinctly aware of her soaked-through panties, a tendril of come now running down her inner thigh. She doesn't have to say anything...Kim can read the signs. The subtle wobble of her hips and a pursed mouth as she bites the inside of her lower lip...yeah, she's been thinking hard about that day atop the kitchen table all those years ago.
Kim: Say, have I ever told you about the first day of shooting at the Nacho?
The old House of Mouse filming crew had just broken for lunch, leaving the talent to their own devices. Ron, ever the prima donna back in those days, had already stomped off to his trailer...something about calling his agent to complain about this, that, or the other. Mid-scene, only moments before, Kim had inadvertently brushed against Ned's crotch.
Her reaction, albeit unseen by the crew, was much the same as her mother's. A bug-eyed blink, a glance downward, and...
Kim: (thinking) Holy shit.
Once the set had cleared, leaving only Kim and her fellow actor, she dispensed with any subtlety. Ned could only gaup at the redhead as she tugged at his belt, all but ripping the front of his pants to get them open. A hand down his boxer shorts, fingers slipping around the base of his shaft...she had to have it. She had to have it right now!
And much like her mother, Ned had her on her back atop one of the teal-colored tables within seconds, pounding into her for all he was worth. The first time calling his name came with a whimper...the second time came with a stutter. The third time, the entire crew could hear her from the parking lot as they gathered around the roach coach (catering truck).
Ann could only blink at her daughter, the tendril of come now reaching her knee.
Kim: He's only gotten better with age...
A text tone on her phone grabs Kim's attention, the redhead briefly glancing at the device with a little smirk.
Kim: ...and he'll be here in five minutes.
Original Art by Gagala
Edits by Phillipthe2
