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Chapter 2: A Baseball Game & Code Words

Finn rubbed Fionna's round belly, pronounced against his palm. He moans in pleasure and ecstasy as his wife rolls over to face him, her arms bent and resting against his chest.

Finn jumps up, suddenly remembering they had baseball tickets for the game at the big stadium today to see their favorite team – Red Sox. Fionna groans at his absence around her and he laughs at her, pushing the stray hair out of his weary eyes.

"What is it…?" Fionna whines in question and he pushes her hair back a bit too, exposing her forehead as he lightly kisses it. "Remember those tickets I got?" he asks and she nods after a moment of trying to remember. "Well the game's today, it starts at three o'clock in the afternoon. We have plenty of time until then and we're only a few blocks away from the stadium anyway. It's," He checks his watch, "hm, eleven in the morning."

She smiles sleepily and throws the covers off of her as she jumps out of bed, stretching. He watches her with dark lustful eyes as he examines her snug fitting silk night gown.

She begins to clean their small bedroom table with Windex and a wash cloth. Fionna hits a hard rough patch of something Finn guesses and she begins to spray more disinfectant and rubbing it with some hard elbow grease.

Finn's cold blue eyes graze over her shapely rump as it jiggles at the powerful thrusts of her arm, rubbing the wash cloth against the table's surface. He feels his crotch rise to the challenge of arousal as his polka dot boxers grow tight against him. He groans uncomfortably as he shifts his hips to give himself some room.

Finn's eyes grow dark and lustful as he climbs out of bed and walks up to Fionna from behind as if in a trance.

Fionna fails to notice her mate sneaking up on her as she continues to scrub vigorously at the table's stain. Finn grabs her rear and squeezes it deliciously in his huge palms. Fionna moans in joy as he flips up her silk, thin night gown and yanks out his throbbing member; rubbing her swollen clitoris and shoving into her smoothly.

Fionna cries in pleasure as Finn begins to pound into her, shaking the table with every movement and thrust. Her fingers grip the table's legs, causing her knuckles to turn white at how hard her grip is. Fionna props herself up on her elbows to avoid placing pressure on their baby.

Finn closes his eyes, loving the feeling of her warm walls surrounding and hugging his cock reassuring and comfortingly even.

Finn places his hand on the small of Fionna's back lightly. She feels her stomach muscles contracting at the wake of her orgasm. Finally her inner walls clench and tighten around Finn's dick and he grabs her butt, emptying himself out into her completely.

He pulls out slowly and gently. They face each other as Finn picks her up and carries her into the kitchen, placing her rear on the countertop. They eat a plum together, both of their lips separated by the delicious, juicy fruit. They finally finish it down to the large seed. Finn laughs and tosses it perfectly into the trash can.

Fionna smirks at him, nuzzling his button nose with her own and trailing teasing kisses down his jaw line before taking his lips with hers and exploring his mouth with her tongue, biting his lower lip deviously. He smiles at her and they both get dressed, deciding to work in the yard a while before eating and then ending their productive day at the baseball game.

Finn and Fionna check on their watermelon patch in the back yard, throwing some scraps in their compost bin. "You wanna dig around some; make sure we got some good soil?" Fionna asks and Finn laughs at her.

"You sure do like having a shovel in your hands don't cha? Yeah you go right ahead Mrs. Green Thumb I'm gonna jog around the block a bit. Feel free to come and join me at your own will." She smiles and nods at her husband understanding and jokingly.

"Ooohh, so that's how you keep those legs and cute little gluteus maximus so toned…" Finn laughs and leans down toward her, "you know it baby."

And with that Finn jogs out of their luscious green grassed yard and down the street. He's wearing Under Amour gray shorts and a red sweatshirt. Finn pays no mind to all the suburban housewives checking him out as he jogs down their street, acting like they always water their plants this early.

They always are really nice to him though, wanting something that's already taken and they just can't have. It drives Fionna bloody bonkers and he loves it. She's usually not the envious type but something about him and the lustful looks he gets just creeps under her skin and chaps her butt the wrong way.

Of course falling in love and marrying your perfect soul mate can have that effect on a person. Finn stops at the stop sign, stretching, touching his toes, squatting, and lunging as he waits for a huge semi-truck to pass.

He feels the hairs on the back of his neck rise at how it seems all the housewives eyes clatter to the pavement like glass as they drink him in, seemingly undressing him with their very own eyes. Finn keeps his hands loose and lets his arms go kind of weak, so as to not strain his arms, allowing all of his energy to flow to his legs and jogging.

He turns up the next street and suddenly hears a bell dinging. It's his wife, riding her frilly bike and ringing its stupid annoying bell. Fionna pedals over to him, smiling like an idiot. He laughs at her and continues jogging fiercely. "I can see you decided to join me…in your own way…I guess." She nods and grins at him.

Finn checks the time to see it's a quarter after two in the afternoon. "Babe, we better get dressed for the baseball game, its 2:15."

"I know that's why I was coming to tell you to hurry up with your little 'exercise'." She does air quotes with her delicate fingers and he waves a hand at her.

"Fine first one to get to the house has to buy the other person nachos and or hotdogs at the game!" Finn shouts and jumpstarts into a sprint for the house.

Fionna rolls her eyes and pedals hard to win. But Finn ran track a while back and still has the moves. He could beat a train at any time – especially a little ol' bicycle.

Finn leaps over their white picket fence, ducking into a roll and then jumping onto their porch. He throws his hands into the air and fist pumps. "Whooo! Yeah buddy!" Fionna arrives a few seconds later on her bike, clearly pissed that she lost and has to buy him nachos and or hotdogs…but what can she do about it – nothing.

They get ready for the game and drive over to the stadium. They take their awesome seats and keeping her word, Fionna buys Finn nachos along with some for herself. Fionna suddenly feels a warm pool growing in between her legs in her panties.

She's horny…blast it all to bullocks! What the bloody hell is wrong with her?! To get all hot and bothered at a casual, public place is absolutely ridiculous and absurd but apparently not for poor ol' Fionna is it? She takes another nacho and crunches it distractingly before leaning over to Finn to whisper in his ear.

"We need a code word for when we want sex or you know – we're horny or whatever." Finn pulls away to study her carefully; his eyebrows raise when he sees she's actually serious and not kidding. "Um, honey, where is all this coming from exactly?"

She sighs, slumping a bit and rolling her eyes. "Well if you must know I'm very turned on right now if you catch my drift. I need sex – like right this minute…So what should be our words?"

"Well if I need you the word should be doughnut…get it? Haha…" she laughs at his stupidity though adorable. "Fine, ok, whatever floats your boat hon… Anyway, I think my word should be…hotdog – get it? Or how about churro, maybe sausage or like a bread loaf or something. No hotdog should do it." Finn is the one to roll his eyes at her charming and becoming antics.

Suddenly Fionna shoots her hand up to catch the attention of the food guy or whatever. "One chili cheese hot dog please." Finn's eyes widen while his pants tighten.

Her blue eyes wander down to find his scared senseless ones and she winks down at him seductively with an air kiss that blows him away. Fionna sits down and waits for her food while leaning over to Finn's ear once again to whisper airily, "I could so go for a hotdog right now…"

THE END, BUT TO BE CONTINUED…

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