Chapter 3:

"Well, that's that," announced Finn with a whistle. Wiping sweat from his brow, he straightened. "Now our little flowers can wash as long as they want," chuckled Simone. At least until they got married and had babies of their own. Then they would get to see just how much of a luxury personal time really was. Turning to face his girl–he still thought of her that way–Finn swept Simone into his arms and kissed her. She was still gorgeous. His wife of seventeen years worked hard to maintain her fabulous figure, and she still had long, lean legs, a flat, washboard stomach, and lean, muscular arms. Two pregnancies had given her fuller hips, a rounder butt, and bigger boobies. She now filled a d-cup bra.

"Mmmm," moaned Simone. She'd feared, early on, that she would lose him. The wish-magic that Emeraude had accidentally inflicted on Finn had a powerful grip on her husband. She'd come to learn that there was more than enough love in Finn's heart for both of them. He never failed to give her love, attention, and respect.

Finn's hands caressed her curves through the ratty tee-shirt she was wearing, slowly working their way down to her hips and from there to her ass. Her butt was her best asset. Emeraude had always been jealous of Simone's bottom. Of course the petite little wood-nymph had assets all her own, but Finn never got tired of squeezing Simone's ass. "We're kind of icky, honey," whined Simone, as Finn got to grips with her meaty butt. "Then let's get upstairs and take a shower," said Finn. It was almost a certainty that they wouldn't be showering separately. They'd missed having date-night, but they didn't need to miss having fun. Ironically, that was one thing having two wives helped with. Emeraude and Simone took turns managing the kids while Finn took one or the other of them out on dates.

Finn took his wife by the hand and half-dragged her up the stairs to the master bath. Once there, he got the hot water running. And then? Well, it was time to strip the hottie. Simone was looking at her hair. Finn walked up, grabbed a handful of her butt and gave it a squeeze. "Eek," squealed Simone! She spun around to face her husband, and Finn caught her lips with his. "Mmmm," moaned the tall beauty as her honey began to caress her body. He was getting her hotter and hotter. When he started moving his hands up to her boobies, she reminded him, "baby, we're dirty..."

Grinning an evil grin, Finn grabbed the hem of her tee-shirt and snatched it off her in one smooth move. Spinning her around again, he popped the catch on her wonder-bra, letting those big, juicy knockers bounce free. The hero took the time to toy with them, hefting them in his big hands and stroking her pale skin, getting her hot again. By the time he stopped, she was grinding her big butt into his crotch. Finn kissed his way down her back, tasting the salt of her sweat as he went. His hands slipped into the waist of her shorts and panties, and he slid those down as he slowly closed in on her butt. Simone blushed to her hair as he bit one of the meaty globes. She was almost tempted to just let him do it to her now.

The feel of Simone's soft skin against his face honestly had Finn thinking of just that. Still, he knew she was right. His hands were particularly filthy. Standing up, he took his girl by the hands and stepped into the shower. Drawing the curtain, he immediately grabbed the soap and began washing his hands. Beside him, Simone grabbed a bar of the girly-soap she and E liked so much and did the same. Finn scrubbed the dirt and grime from his hands and even out from under his fingernails. When he was done, he turned around to find his wife scrubbing those big knobs of hers.

Grinning an evil grin, Finn slapped her hands away from those. Instead, he began to scrub and wash them himself. Indeed, he made her turn away from him. Slipping his arms around her, he began to scrub her hot body, running the rough surface of the towel up and down her hard belly and over those big globes. She hadn't really cooled down from before, and it didn't take long before she was moaning softly. Eyes closed, Simone reached back and began to stroke her man's big, fat pecker.

Slowly Finn's hands worked their way lower and then lower still, gliding across her washboard stomach and then down between her sleek, muscular thighs. Nibbling on her left earlobe, he teased her hot snatch, rubbing the towel all around her hot opening without ever touching it. In short order, she was ready to scream! Only when her hips started grinding against his hands did he move on.

The handsome hero slipped a finger into her opening, sliding it in and out as soft sighs and gasps of pleasure left her lips. With his other hand, he caressed her big boobies, squeezing them gently. He couldn't help remembering sucking some of the milk out of them when Fionna had been born. "Ooaan, oaann, uhnnn," whined his hot wife. She'd only gotten hotter with age, such that she got mad at him when he neglected her for work. It had been a fair bit since they'd had a chance, and now Simone's climax rose quickly because she was more than a little horny. "Yesss," wailed the sexy ex-sorceress.

Continuing to caress her beautiful body, Finn told her how much he loved her. He told her how much he missed her when he was away from here. He told her how sexy she was still after seventeen years. Simone bent over and grabbed the edge of the tub as Finn got up behind her. Pressing his thick bone against her honeypot, he eased inside her. "Oooaaaah," howled the hot house-wife. As Finn began to rail her, she whined, "yes, baby! Yes!"

Slipping his arms around her waist, he began to rub her hot button, while he played with those big knobs with his free hand. It drove her crazy when he did that. She thrust that beautiful ass back at him with every stroke he gave her. Eyes closed and head thrashing back and forth, the sexy ice-witch went screaming over the edge. Howling out her name, Finn was just moments after.

After they recovered, the pair resumed washing, while they chatted about goings on around the Kingdom. Simone was excited to report that, with the Grand Master ailing, the people of Wizard City were looking at finding a replacement. Simon, of all people, was thinking of campaigning for the job. For Finn, it sort of made sense. Simon was well over a thousand years old. He was the oldest living person on Ooo. Only Marceline and Bonnie even came close. As Ice King, he'd forgotten more about magic than the typical run of wizards had ever learned, Grand Master included.

"Honey," murmured Simone, as she toweled off, "I've been thinking..." Finn could tell from the tone of her voice that she wanted to tell him something that she was afraid would bother him. "Yeah, babe," he replied? "I've... Well, the kids are getting to the point where they don't really need me," she burbled. Finn continued to dry off, and she found herself in fear of what he would say. What she wanted to do would kind of change the way the house ran. He had developed the worst poker-face from spending so much time in Bonnie's company. After debating things a few moments in her mind, she finally decided to cut to the chase. "I... Well, daddy would need some people to help with his campaign," murmured Simone.

Turning to face his beloved wife, Finn pulled her to him and kissed her forehead. With a grin, he said, "yeah, man! That's great! But... well, how'd you get into Wizard City?" Blushing in happiness and gratitude, she reminded him, "there's lots of wizards who don't live in the city, honey. I could go door-to-door and canvas for him." He had no idea what canvasing was, but he was ok with her doing it if it would help Simon. Hugging her tight, he told her, "you deserve it, hon. Go for it."

Done drying off, Finn got into his robe. "See you down in the kitchen," said he, as he headed out. It made sense to him. Simone and Simon were closer than ever. She really looked up to her 'dad'. There was sometimes a little friction between her and Betty, but, for the most part, the three were really one happy family. Finn was happy for his wife to get out more and see more of the world. They hadn't ended up having the big pile of kids that they'd talked about. Billy, Fionna, and Star had taken up all their time as it was. Simone had been right in the thick of raising them, hauling all three kids to the doctors or to school whenever Finn and Emeraude were too busy with work. He was glad for her to have a chance to expand her horizons.

Arriving downstairs, Finn got busy getting out stuff for dinner. By the time Simone had dried off and come down, he had most of the veggies chopped and the stove stoked up and ready to go. "Thanks, sweetie," said Simone as she moved to the stove and got to work on dinner. While she worked, Finn watched her. It was a favorite pastime of his. The sight of his wife in that thin house-coat standing in front of the stove always got Finn a little worked up. Her robe seemed to make that booty stand out even more, inciting Finn to want to rail the shit out of her. In spite of having just got it on, the human hero found himself wanting another taste.

Rising, Finn strolled over, jerked her robe up, and grabbed her ass, giving it a squeeze. "Finn," howled Simone! "Don't you dare! The kids are due home any minute!" Finn ignored that warning. Reaching up, he got a hold of her plump right booby, while he continued to stroke and squeeze her butt. Running his lips along her throat, he worked her over, whispering dirty thoughts at her. Those words and the feel of his hands on her body soon had Simone getting hotter and hotter.

Just as she came to the decision that dinner could wait, a voice announced, "mom! We're... Yuck!" Finn snatched his hands away from his wife, and Simone hastily straightened her robe. Fionna stood there at the top of the stairs with Prince Boniface, who was studiously staring at the ceiling. "Mom," howled the pretty blonde! "What the junk?! You can't do that!" Simone gave her a quizzical look. "Don't give me that look," said Fionna, as she stomped her foot in irritation! "You two are my parents, for Globsake! You can't do that!" Finn retorted, "how do you think we got to be your parents?" The sixteen-year-old's face went red hot, and she sputtered and spluttered a long few minutes. Giving his wife a peck on the cheek, Finn announced, "I'm going upstairs to get changed. Be right back."

Finn went upstairs and got into a fresh set of clothes. He'd take over making dinner while Simone got dressed. It was one thing to be bopping around in a robe with their kids. It was another to be doing it when Bonnie's kids were here. When he got back downstairs, he found Fionna giving her mother a tongue-lashing. "You two are not doing that kinda' stuff," groused the pretty teen! Fionna was quite irate, making Finn howl laughter. Prince Boniface 'Bubba' Bubblegum was trying to calm her down. "Hey, honey," chuckled Finn, "whyn't you go get dressed? I got this."

Giving Finn a peck on the lips–which he turned into a deep soul-kiss–Simone got on her way. Finn pinched her bottom, further infuriating his daughter. Fionna was sitting there wearing the cute rabbit hat he'd made for her, with her arms folded, looking like she was ready to belt him. As he took Simone's place at the stove, he reminded his daughter, "you're supposed to call when you have guests, Fionna, so you've only got your self to blame if you're embarrassed." Fionna blushed. She'd insisted that Bubba come home with her for dinner, even though he kept trying to back out. She had reasons, but she knew the risk. Her dad was a horny old goat. Any time he thought Fionna and her siblings were out of the house for a long while, he'd be trying to screw around with Fionna's mom or her stepmom.

"How's it hangin', Bon," asked Finn? "Two feet down and to the left, two feet down to the right, or in your girlfriend's back pocket?" Fionna's face went even redder, confirming what Finn had already begun to suspect. His little girl had latched onto the young heir as her boyfriend. He wasn't sure quite what to do with that. It was kind of funny that Fifi would fall for Bonnie's kid like Finn fell for Bonnie. Like father like daughter. At the same time, Bubba had a lot of Bonnie in him. Finn didn't want his daughter spending all her life and energy on him if he wasn't going to respond. Still, he would do nothing to dissuade or deflect her. At the end of the day, it was her life, and she would have to learn eventually.

"Careful, Fifi," chuckled Finn. "Marcy or Marshall could eat for days from your face right now." "Marshall doesn't eat blood or red," huffed Fionna. "Just your nasty old girlfriend." Finn laughed. Marcy had scared the shit out of Fionna when she was just six, and Fionna had never gotten over it. She never failed to snipe or backbite at the Vampire Queen whenever she got the chance. Marcy put up with it, mostly, though honestly Finn rarely saw her these days. She still did concerts, and she still visited with Bonnie, but she often made up excuses not to come by the treehouse. Finn couldn't help wondering about that. Early on, he'd thought she was just being her usual anti-social self. Later, he'd begun to fear that maybe Bonnie wasn't the only one who'd had a secret thing for him.

Simone came down, and she went straight across to Bubba and hugged him. She was, more or less, the mother of Billy, Fionna, and Star's entire circle of friends. It was common in the early days for Finn to find a dozen screaming kids running around the house when he got home. Fortunately he loved kids. That affinity for kids told him that something was afflicting the young prince. As Simone grabbed Fionna and made her go upstairs and wash for dinner, Finn took the young man and steered him into the 'war-room'–the old place where he'd kept his weapons and gear once upon a time.

"So," said Finn. "What's buggin' you?" Flushing, Boniface Bubblegum murmured, "that obvious?" "Yeah, bro," chuckled Finn. "I changed your diapers, remember?" Blushing even harder, Bubba admitted, "I want to ask something, Captain Finn." He was always very formal. Finn waved for him to go on. "I-I," stammered the young candy person. "Deep breath, buddy," said Finn, as he demonstrated. He already knew what the younger man wanted to ask. There was no need for the drama. "I'd like your permission to romantically pursue Fionna," rumbled the candy prince.

"Sure," said Finn. The tall candy-person tried to lay out his qualifications, but Finn stopped him. "There's just one qualification I really care about," said the Captain of the Guard. Boniface Bubblegum was all ears. Looking him dead in the eye, Finn asked, "are you going to love Fionna? Or are you going to spend all your time working, Bon?" Bubba blushed again and glanced away. He knew that his mother's Captain of the Guard had once pursued his mother with all his strength. His mother was absolutely rotten at personal relationships. She was always the smartest person in the room, but she wasn't the kindest or the most loving. Truth be told, the Captain had all but raised the young heir and his sister himself. "I'm not my mother, Captain," sighed Bubba. "I refuse to spend my life married to my job."

"Good," said Finn. "That's what I wanted to hear." He clapped his almost-son on the back. Bubba wanted to shake his hand, but Finn was having none of that. He hugged the young man, rocking with him there, telling him how proud he was of his prince. He left Bubba blushing to his hair. At the same time, the young man stood straighter, feeling proud and glad that his soon-to-be father-in-law felt that way about him. Then, with a hand on the younger man's shoulder, Finn led him back to the kitchen where he found his lieutenant, Spike, and his son, Billy, waiting near the stairs.

That was ominous. His oldest child was following in his father's footsteps, learning the trade of soldier from Finn himself. He had a handful of Finn's old weapons, and he often worked with the Banana Guard–when school wasn't in the way. Boniface greeted him with, "good evening Billy..." "Bon," replied Billy. Spike meanwhile approached Finn, announcing, "need to talk, Cap." "Ok," said Finn. "War-Room, guys." He hustled his deputy and his son into his office and shut the door. Simone would keep prying ears away.

Turning to his son and partner, he asked, "'sup?" "There's a new problem in Candy-Town," said Spike. "There's a wizard causing trouble there." Finn quirked an eyebrow. Usually the wizards kept their wiz-biz over in Wizard City. Since most of them were barely functional loons, they needed Bonnie's kingdom to keep supplying them with food. The Grand Master wouldn't have permitted them to be here raising hell. Yet, they had a wizard doing just that.

Finn listened with growing dismay as Billy told about the fight at Slick's Cider down in Candy-Town last night. The Notorious Pup gang had gotten their butts kicked by a wood-nymph wizard. Billy had chased her across half the town. Whoever she was, she was slicker than snot, and she'd gotten out of sight and gotten away from Billy. With all the other troubles going on right now, they couldn't afford to have a wizard raising hell in the Candy Kingdom. He'd have to put a stop to this. Like right flippin' now. "Alright," said Finn. "Thanks for stopping by, Spike. I'll see you tonight."

Billy and Spike preceded Finn from the office. When Finn stepped out, he found his younger daughter, Star, sitting at the table with her sister and her sister's new boyfriend. "Star," said Finn. "How was the sleepover?" "It was a blast, dad," said the young girl. She had been telling her sister and Bubba all about it. Fionna rolled her eyes at her dad. They were both sixteen! Who did sleepovers after fourteen?! Finn chuckled. His daughter thought she was all grown up. He'd have to have a talk with her about that. Spike got on his way, while Billy joined them at the table for dinner.

"Oooh, look girls," crowed Simone! "My son's going to join us for dinner!" Billy blushed to the roots of his hair as his mother demanded, "whassamatter, kiddo? Your mystery woman not cooking tonight?" She was, of course, teasing him, but there was more than a little bit of irritation there. She was bothered by the fact that her son disappeared for days at a stretch, spending time on/with a woman they didn't even know and had never been allowed to meet. She didn't like the mystery, and she made sure Billy knew it. He'd been swearing that he would introduce his girlfriend to the family 'when the time was right', but even Finn was starting to think that time was never going to come.

Star and Fionna gleefully joined in for the chance to tweak their big-brother's nose a little. While Billy had never 'lorded' it over them and never threw his weight around in the house, he made it clear that when the three were home without the 'rents, he was in charge. Even at the age of twelve, he made sure they were all in bed when they were supposed to be, baby-sitter or not. Unlike Fionna, it was rare that he was ever caught out doing anything he shouldn't, and even Star was more likely to be caught at mischief than he was. Finn waited a while to see if things would spiral out of control. When they didn't, he moved things on by gathering up some of the plates to take to the table. He was happy to have his boy home, and he figured Billy needed the space to figure this out. He was content to wait as long as it took.