Kim Possible Porn Story: Burning Aces – Chapter 13

Kim Possible Porn Story: Burning Aces – Chapter 13

Charlene,
also known as Tara, glided across Jrs lap, her bright painted lips
turned up in a sultry grin. Jr. thrust his hips up his mind blanketed
by the fuzz of Charlenes expert lap dance. She giggled as she
leaned back letting her tops slide to the floor. She swung around
pushing her toned thighs into him. Her heels tapped as she mesmerized
junior. She titillated and teased him with her every twitch. She
could feel his straining erection pressing into her thigh and she
purred in his ear as she leaned down close to him.

Tell
me about yaself, Sugar, whats a fine man like you doin in this
neck o the woods? Junior cursed her scant G-string as she
barely brushed against him, the thick denim of his jeans and the thin
silk of her barely there panties were a hateful barrier.

I
live here, Junior hissed as pleasure ran through him when
Charlene brushed her thigh against his crotch.

I
gotta admit it, that girl is good. She pumping him for info and he
doesnt even know it.

Shego
grinned, running her cards through the shuffler again for Senior.

Miss,
I am afraid I must be rude. Seor Senior Sr. held up a fat cigar
and tapped it against the table. You do not mind, do you?

Of
course not sir, Shego said as she laid down the cards. Shego
struck up a conversation with Senior and Charlene farmed information
from Junior.

You
are a fabulous dancer, Miss Charlene. Is there a way we can meet more
privately? Charlene grinned, but it was not the sultry light
grin she normally favored.

Are
you trying to say somethin? I aint a hookah! Tara swung her
leg around, vacating Juniors lap and glaring at him. That was
rude!

Forgive
me, madam. Jr. pleaded, stretching his hand out to Tara. I am
prone to thinking with the wrong head if you understand.

Aint
all men? Tara seemed to melt and her sultry grin was back. Junior
grinned as she took a seat next to him.

So,
Miss Charlene, how did you get into this business?

I
was a tryin to earn some extra cash when I discovered I was a
natural. I aint proud of it, but its what Im doin for
now. So what do yall gents do? Charlene nodded to Shego and
grinned as she leaned forward closer to Junior. Yall must be
might well-ta-do if ya can afford this private booth.

We
are in trade. We provide services for the good citizens of Vegas.

Really?
Im crazy about smart businessmen theyre powerful. Its
sexy. Charlene ran a hand along Jrs collar. Shego and Charlene
shared a quiet knowing grin as the stripper placed the bug just under
his collar. She gave him a sweet peck on the cheek and leaned back.

Maam,
I do believe the playtime is up our guest are arriving. Seor
Senior Sr. said, tossing his chips into the little bucket the hotel
had provided.

Yes,
Sir. Please enjoy your stay at The Executive. Shego stood to
leave, clearing her table and nodding towards Charlene. Please
call is you require either of our services again this evening.

Yes,
thank you ladies, Sr. said,j holding the door open for the ladies.
He was posh, he was smooth, he was polite, and he was incredibly
coldblooded as the two would later discover.

Hey,
Kimmie! Shego mumbled into the small transmitting microphone on
her blouse. Weve got a set of ears on Senior and Junior.

Great
work Girls get back for the rendezvous Mon and I are moving in and
just about ready.

—————-Kigo

Ok,
Kimmie Ill get Charlene back to base and well be ready.
Shego felt excited .she felt alive, It was so much fun, all this
covert stuff. He felt like she was being bad and she liked it. Sure
she wasnt a straight laced girl of any sort but shed never
thought she be breaking the law directly. Well, maybe a street race
or two if she ever got her baby in shape but never anything like
this. It was happening so fast everything was moving. This had just
seemed to fall into her lap with a cute redhead she was vaguely
attracted to.

Vaguely?
Kid, Ive seen cheat codes vaguer than you. It. Is. Obvious.

Shego grumbled at sub conscious making itself known after so much
blissful silence.

It
is so not obvious. I dont drool over Kimmie or anything. I dont
even treat her special.
Shegos
gruff scowl and irritated tone made its way into her mental debate
with herself.

You
looked stressed, hun. Charlene purred, simultaneously slipping off
her seatbelt and leaning into Shegos lap. Can I help with
that?

You,
slut in the corset, off me.

Slut?
You is sadly mistaken. Sex is natural and God meant for it ta
happen. You dont become a slut till you lose respect for safety
and yourself.

Still!
Shego hissed, focusing on the road to keep from throwing Charlene
out to kiss the pavement at forty miles an hour. Or worse, blasting
her painted face with plasma. You need to get off me, like, now.

Fine.
Diddlin while drivin is dangerous anyway. Shego shuddered at
the knowing smile Charlene gave her as she turned a corner. It was
odd, to say the least, how this woman could change so quickly. Are
you trying to pretend you arent into women?

No,
Im fine with the fact I like women. I just dont like you.

Ohh,
really? Youll have to scuse me if I think youre lyin.
Taras southern trailer trash drawl was sinful. It was like
chocolateor strong rum. So tempting but bad for you. I can
see you lookin at me. I can feel your breath hitchin up like an
old motor home engine. You learn to read the signs in my line o
work, hun.

Shut
it! Shego blushed, turning a darker shade of green. This was
awkward and Shego thanked God, and every other available deity, that
they were almost back to the clubhouse. Shego shot out of the car
like a rocket as soon as she put it in park. Yo, Kimmie were
here are you on the way?

Yup.

Shego
let Charlene open the door, seeing as she still didnt have the
codes, and she vanished behind it so fast Charlene laughed.

Dont
be so scared, Shego, I don biteat least not hard anyway.
Shego took a moment to be relieved but it was ripped apart as
soon as her seldom used cell phone chirped.

Who
the hell is calling me? Shego lifted the shrill shrieking device
to her ear. She decided to change her ring tone as soon as she found
out who was calling her. Then she froze. Her voice caught in her
throat and she was just paralyzed. She wasnt angry no she was
too shocked for that. She had heard this voice no more than a few
days ago but now he had her cell number. Now he knew where she was
exactly.

Sis?

NO!!
You, you bastard, you do not call me sis! You do not call me at
all. Shego immediately slammed the phone shut and tossed it across
the room. She considered frying it but decided not to. She wouldnt
let him get under her skin again. Shed handle it. She would deal
with her brothers later. It was about time she gave her brother a big
kick in the balls and a nice slap to the face for the hell hed put
her through. But for now she had other things to do.

————–KIGO

MoNique
grinned, as she turned her back to the desk boy. Shed only need a
second to slip the photo into the binder. And shed get far more
than that when Kim provided her distraction.

Kim
staggered from around the corner as soon as MoNique gave her the
signal, a subtle fluff of her skirt. Kim wavered and stumbled
expertly mimicking the drunk she was pretending to be. She bumped
into a table, knocking a woman in perilously high five inch heels
over.

HEY!
Watch were ya going. Im, Kim covered her mouth like she
was about to spew on the enraged blonde. Im walking here.

Drunk
bitch, apologize. You just knocked ME down.

Kim
giggled and sneered down at the irritated blond in those horrible
horribly inconvenient heels. MoNique wanted to applaud she wanted to
laugh and roll on the floor clutching her sides. Kim was awesome.

Hey,
I think weve got an issue over there, she said, pointing a
perfectly manicured nail in Kims direction. She flipped her thick
curly hair over her shoulder and nodded. Ya might wanna go hit
that up, being the head desk guy and all.

The
blonde sreached as Kims liquor soaked breath hit her face. Kim
hadnt had more than a shot really but it was strong and her breath
still smelled like really bad vodka.

How
much did you drink? Get off me!

Enough
to make you look appetizing. Can I get you in a to-go box? Kims
exaggerated slur was a riot and the woman squirmed underneath her.

HELP!!
SECURITY!! The blond shrieked, batting at kim with her long red
nail and barely touching her.

I
pity you, Kid. You cant even bump me, a drunk little girl, off
you. What would you do if I was a big burly football sized man? Would
you just cry?

Kim quietly pitied the state of the blond she was tussling with and
waited.

Maam
Im going to have to ask you to leave. Go quietly and I wont
have to call security.

Right
on time, good.

Kim let herself be pulled of the blonde and stumbled along after the
desk guy. Then she tucked her knees, sliding out of his grip on her
shoulder, and started running. She ran out the door and around the
corner. The desk guy didnt follow her. She wasnt his problem
anymore she had left the hotel.

MAWFC,
girl. MoNique said, throwing an arm around Kim.

Mission
accomplished with flying colors?

You
know it girlfriend!

Lets
get out of here. We still have work to do and now things are going to
start moving fast.

MoNique
nodded, grabbing Kims hand and tugging her into the car. Mon?

Yeah?
WTI?

The
issue is Felix and the demolitions? Is he getting our Fireworks
display ready?

Yeah
but remind me to slap the hell out of Betty. She gave me the run
around picking stuff up.

Get
in line; I want to beat some sense into her thick skull first. Kim
scowled at the thought of having to ever talk to Betty again. She was
insufferable. She was irritatingly arrogant and thought the world
existed to bow before her and kneel so sweetly to let her step on
them.

Their
arrival back at the safe house was quick and without incident. Kim
slammed open the door and was happy to see the team seated and ready
for debriefing. It was like they were in sync they new exactly what
and how to do everything.

Wade,
Kim said but the genius cut her off.

Already
recording the feed from Juniors bug and making backups. We got
some great info on the major players.

Ron!
Kim called, turning on her heels to look at her lovable doof and his
pet behind her.

Eyes
and ears on the Seniors still intact and Im slowly worming my way
in. No new info for now though. The feed from the VIP room will give
you better luck.

Have
you seen Bon Bon? Tara asked, looking at Ron. She hasnt been
around I heard Kim cut her out.

The
Ron man IS awesome, I know, but even I have my limits. Im zilch
on the Bon Bon Tara. Tara nodded and Kim turned to Felix.

Felix,
Kim nodded in the direction of the wheelchair bound mechanics expert.

All
three zip line belts are functioning perfectly. The explosives are
being tested but it looks like theyll be able to do the job no
problem. Im working on a special mixture for a delay burn just in
case.

Good,
Tara

The
inspector, Ms. Perlow, is ready to move in whenever you need her!
Taras excitement was almost stifling Shego, anybody honestly,
wouldnt have been surprised to see her start bouncing in her seat.
She blazed with energy and she was ready. Kim nodded, a triumphant
grin spreading on her face, everything was looking perfect.

Mo,
Kim said turning to face her chocolate skinned best friend.

All
costumes are ready. Everybody has already been fitted and fixed. I
got Ms. Perlows head shot into the binder thanks to you. It
shouldnt be hard to time this perfectly and make sure the real
inspector goes through our personal hell spa treatment. Wade also
slipped her into the backup Cyber copy, Right?

Of
course. Wade replied, holding up a thin CD that was no doubt the
digital list of possible inspectors.

Alright,
finally, Shego.

All
routes mapped out and timed down to the second. Im just waiting on
the vehicle.

Good,
Ill light a fire under Ed when we go check on him tomorrow.

————KIGO

Gentleman,
thank you for meeting me here. This is quite a lovely place, you
agree yes? Senior said, tapping his cane as he stood regally
before his investors.

Indeed.
This place is in a prime location and has wonderful facilities.
Brotherson said, sipping the painfully expensive wine Senior had
ordered.

I
concur, Brotherson, but see here. Fiske stated his heavy British
accent chafing after Seniors heavy Latin one. You have a timeline
correct?

Indeed,
good sirs. Your investments are well protected in this project. Our
esteemed friend, Dr. Drakken, is busy preparing things for the
finale.

Good.
We leave this in your capable hands, Senior, the two other men
chimed in unison. Then Juniors phone rang a shrill beep that split
the heavy silence.

My
son, how many times have I told you not to leave on that telephone
during business?

Im
sorry father. Junior stepped back as he took the call. His eyes
widened and he went pale. Junior stole a moment to whisper in his
fathers ear and then the aged Cuban nodded solemnly.

Gentleman
it seems competition is rising. There may be a slight delay in
the return of dividends.

———-KIGO

Bonnie
grinned, hitting the end button on her top of the line blackberry.
She sighed and leaned into the lounge char. That would show Kim.

Lets
see Kim handle that. It wont be so easy when the target knows your
aiming at them, will it?

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