Chapter 2 -- Quantum Step
Walking down the hallway to their next class Kim and Ron tried to come up with plans for the weekend. "What did you say your parents are doing this weekend K.D.?" Ron asked.
"You know, dad's going to a conference at NASA, and mom went to consult on a patient in Manhattan. So, other than the B's being home for the week we have the place all to ourselves." Kim replied and added "what about you?"
"Come on Kim you know my parents, they're going to another craft outing or maybe heading up to cheese country for some festival. Anyway they're out of town for the weekend." Ron responded as he heard the second bell for class then smacked Kim on the ass and said as he ran to the his next class door while looking over his shoulder "Looks like we have endless options. We'll make a plan at Cyclone Wings after practice." Kim smiled after the spank and open innuendo that they would be in for another couple of days filled with delicious fun.
Kim's mind drifted back to when their relationship moved to the next level. It had been five weeks since Sierra, the head of intelligence now, sent them on an emergency mission. Since then they followed standard procedures of daily evaluation of regional reports to assess any needs for support, counseling or intervention, but it seemed the spring came in like a lion and was leaving like a lamb. Their spring break trip visited a small Missouri town to break up and arrest four boys that planned on taking siege of their high school and killing as many teachers and students as possible before a suicide rush of the police. Then to Southern California to stop three vein cheerleaders from hazing a heavy set team member with such dangerous pranks they were sure to cause permanent injury or death. A week later Kim and Ron were on an Ivy league campus handing over a chemical engineering graduate student to homeland security and confiscating the biological weapons developed by her.
April was filled with the usual topics of kids feeling either like an outcast, their teachers picked on them or drugs and alcohol. The first week in May found Kim getting pretty restless since they hadn't been out saving the world. Kim was cheering for the track team and Ron in the pole vault; another one of his combat skills he was able to translate into an existing sporting even. This sidetrack was fun but eating wings and watching a movie was not ideal for fulfilling her physical over load.
The uneventful week was capped with a Track meet on a no school Friday and a weekend filled with nothing special. So, riding back from the track meet with the other cheerleaders Kim asked a number of the girls their plans but they were all pretty much the same as what she anticipated for herself. Kim knew that Lori was more adventurous than most of the other girls on the squad so she sat next to her best girlfriend on the bus to see if she had any ideas. "Say Lori, I'm so wound up this afternoon and I know I've got way to much energy for just dinner and a show, do you have any suggestions?"
"How do mean 'wound up'? Do you need to go running, do some sparing or is it something else?" Lori nodded her chin down as she asked.
Kim had a slight look of surprise. "What do you mean something else?"
"Well Kim, you do have a 'boyfriend' in Ron right?" Lori still thought of Ron as the little kid always bandaged up reading comic books, so she asked the question in a finger quoting sarcastic manner.
"Yes Lori I do. What of it?" Kim bit back.
Lori smiled. "Maybe, just maybe you have some built up sexual tension that's coming to the surface since you've had so much down time?"
"No...no!" Kim shook her head answering.
Shrugging her shoulders Lori asked. "What have you and Ron been doing lately?"
"You know, going to school and, well, what we did today." Kim saw Lori glare at her and shake her head. "Oh, um go out to eat, kiss and make out every now and then."
Lori took hold of Kim's hand. "It sounds like you may want to consider being more intimate with Ron."
"But Lori." Kim exasperated.
Lori pulled her closer. "But what. You helped me with my problems with my parents now I'm trying to help you. You've been consumed helping people and saving the world it's about time you helped yourself."
Kim closed her eyes then looked at their clasped hands. "Alright, what do you suggest?" "If I were you, and knowing one of you two will have an empty house this weekend," Lori said lowering her voice "I would sex up my man."
Kim's eyes widened and she scooted in closer to Lori. "What?"
Lori placed her hand on Kim's bare thigh and bent into her a little more and explained. "You know when Tom and I were dating, after things moved out of the making out stage when we could get some place to have some quality alone time we would fuck each others brains out!" Kim sat back with her hand over her mouth. Lori seeing the response tugged on Kim's forearm to pull her hand down as she continued. "Please don't tell me after a successful time beating the crap out of bad guys and saving the day you've never thought of throwing Clark on the ground and riding him like a slutty little bitch?"
Kim looked around to see if any one else had heard that comment then bent close to Lori and in a soft mock scolding voice "Lori!"
"So you have. Haven't you? You tart." Lori said while smacking Kim's knee. They both sat back and laughed a bit.
"All right I thought about it but condoms aren't part of our regular mission gear and I'm not on any type of 'protection plan', and well...we just haven't moved to that stage of physical intimacy." Kim said softly.
"What the hell came of the saying 'A Driver can make any drive they set their mind to' shit I hear way too often. You and Ron have been dating for months now and you're going off to college in four months. We all turned eighteen in August, so set something up with your doctor. As for tonight, I've got a pack of condoms in my locker I'll give you when we get back to school. Just remember don't let those bad boys get in the way of good sex game fun." Lori quipped in quick retort as she slid her hand up Kim's thigh just under the hem of her short skirt.
Kim smacked her hand smiling and asked. "What do you mean by don't let them get in the way?"
"Come on Kimmy you're not going to be wearing any thing covering your pussy when you're grinding your box on his face, so why should he when you suck his cock. Tasting each others cum is so much fun, and once you get him to were he can last more than thirty seconds you'll want him pumping his load in and on as many places as you can." Lori responded.
"Oh you dirty mouthed harlot." Kim said as she grabbed Lori's hand and continued. "When did you become such a sultry sex kitten?"
"Not long after you posted your web site and you and Ron's first mission. You were miss goody two shoes before but then you became notorious. I just rebelled against your virtuous thing in the opposite direction. I did some stuff with my boyfriends through the years, but your damn web site and all the advice it has on abstinence kept me from getting laid until after I turned eighteen. You know Steve I was dating this fall well I started doing more and more with him, if you know what I mean?" They both laughed. "I started off with giving him a hand job then made him finger fuck me. The next day I suggested that we try the two words that equal 69. Holly cow oral sex was great. I thought the taste of his cum was going to make me sick, but I enjoyed the lightly salty earthy taste and swallowed it down. Then when we kissed after I came all over his face I found the taste of my own juices so good if not better than his jiz."
Barley able to speak Kim jumbled out. "Re...really?"
"Oh yeah sister. So, the following day"
Kim cut her off. "The next day?"
"Yes the next day I was so aroused I knew I wanted to fuck him stupid. So, I kept my head on straight for as long as I could and printed out as much research on birth control, sexual positions and tips as possible. I went down to the clinic; it is much easier than the drug store, to pick up some condoms." Lori paused nodding her head up and down.
Kim whispered. "You went and got the...um...condoms yourself?"