Requested by Jss2141

The people were friendly most of the time and most of the time, it was relatively calm in Springfield. Nothing out of the ordinary…at least not when something REALLY crazy doesn't happen.

We focus on a specific resident that kept things to himself but was one of the nicest souls in springfield

"Do do do do do. Doodly do do do." He sang to himself, taking care of his garden in his backyard. "Aaaah, nothing makes a Saturday morning better than some nice gardening."

This man, wearing a sun hat and pink gloves for gardening, was Ned Flanders.

Faithful and devout Christian. Father of two nice young boys. And widower of two dead wives.

How he was still so happy in life after losing two lovely ladies in his life was a mystery really, but Ned Flanders was a tough cookie to break.

Tough enough to still have hope that he can find love again, despite everything that's happened to him.

Question is though...with who?

"Well, it seems about time to get breakfast on the table. Can't have my boys going hungry when they get to school." Ned said, walking to his house.

Springfield was not a city known for many positive things. In fact, it was more like one of those small, unremarkable places on the map that no one could quite place in the right state. But Springfield had its ups and downs.

The people were generally friendly, and most of the time, life in Springfield was relatively calm. Nothing out of the ordinary at least, not unless something really crazy happened. Today, we focus on a specific resident who kept mostly to himself but was known as one of the kindest souls in all of Springfield.

"Do-do-do-do-do. Doodly-do-do-do," he sang to himself, tending to the flowers in his backyard garden. "Aaaah, nothing makes a Saturday morning better than some nice gardening."

This man, wearing a sun hat and pink gardening gloves, was none other than Ned Flanders.

Ned was a faithful and devout Christian, a loving father to two wonderful boys, and a widower who had tragically lost not one, but two wives. How he managed to stay so upbeat after such heartbreak was a mystery to many, but Ned Flanders was a tough cookie to break. Despite everything, he still had hope that he could find love again, someday. The question was... with whom?

"Well, it seems about time to get breakfast on the table. Can't have my boys going hungry before they head off to school," Ned said, dusting off his gloves as he made his way back into the house.

Inside, the warm, familiar smell of fresh coffee filled the air. Ned smiled to himself as he reached for the eggs and bacon. His boys, Rod and Todd, were still upstairs, likely getting ready for another day at school. As he cooked, he couldn't help but think about how blessed he was to have such good kids, even if life hadn't always been easy.

As he set the table, his thoughts drifted to the past. He had loved both of his wives dearly, and losing them had been devastating. But through it all, his faith had kept him strong. He believed that everything happened for a reason, even if that reason wasn't always clear.

Just as he finished placing the last plate on the table, he heard the soft patter of feet coming down the stairs. Rod and Todd entered the kitchen, their faces bright with the innocence of youth.

"Good morning, dad!" The boys said with smiles.

"Good morning, my sweet boys!" Ned said to them.

Ned greeted them cheerfully as they got Ready for a hearty breakfast, sitting down to eat, Ned couldn't help but wonder what the future held. He wasn't actively looking for love, but he remained open to the possibility. After all, life had a way of surprising you when you least expected it.

'If the Lord wills it, then so it shall be.' Ned thought as he ate, enjoying the taste of his own cooking.

Just as he assumed, the Lord above has willed a mailman into putting a very special letter in Ned's mailbox later that day.

Ned finished his breakfast with a contented sigh, sending his boys off to school with a hug and a reminder to do their best that day. As he waved them goodbye, he couldn't shake the feeling that something interesting was about to happen.

Later that morning, after tidying up the kitchen and watering his plants, Ned decided to check the mail. He opened the front door and made his way to the mailbox, expecting the usual assortment of bills and advertisements.

"Alrighty dighty, let's see what the old mailman has brought to my humble home today." Ned said as he opened the mailbox, reaching inside and pulling out the contents.

Gazing at the first thing, Ned was confused and surprised to see it wasn't a bill or advertisement. It was some sort of letter from "MatchMakers, United."

"What's this? Hmmm..." He started scratching his head until he remembered "Oh! I remember now, this silly little thing was quite some time ago I forgot about it"

It was a dating service that Ned had signed up for after the death of his second wife, Edna.

'I felt a bit lonely that day so I went for it but now I feel a bit silly, ain't no way something like this can actually work right?'

Ned continued to read the letter, seeing that the dating service had apparently found a match for what he was looking for. A woman similar to his second wife, one that doesn't take crap from anyone and can balance out his overly religious viewpoint.

"Lets see...oh! I see, well I did not see this one coming" He said, looking at more info "Would this be an issue? I'm not sure, maybe"

Meanwhile, in another part of Springfield, a woman was reading the same letter about being matched with Ned for the dating service.

But instead of being worried about it being "okay," she was elated with a devious grin on her face.

"Hehehehe, sounds perfect to me." She said.

The woman in question would have a lot of fun with this, that's for sure.

-6:20pm, The Gilded Truffle-

After spending the day getting ready and asking Marge to babysit his kids, Ned arrived at the location of his match made date a few minutes early with flowers and chocolates.

He was almost dressed in his best suite, which was also the suit he pressed, steamed, and ironed every week for church.

'I wonder if this is a bit much for a first date' He thought to himself, sure the flowers and chocolates felt played out but he wanted to leave a good impression.

and yet, after two marriages with women that brought him out of his shell, Ned was still nervous about dating again.

"Im should stop being so nervous, I aint no young chap anymore, just be yourself and all will be ok"

Ned parked his car and walked to the door of the restaurant, walking inside and meeting the concierge.

"Hello, sir. Table for two under MatchMakers United." Ned said.

The concierge gave Ned a polite smile and checked the reservation list. "Ah, yes, Mr. Flanders. Your table is ready. Right this way, please."

Ned followed the concierge through the elegantly decorated restaurant, his nerves buzzing with every step. He adjusted his tie, trying to keep his composure. The dim lighting, soft music, and quiet chatter of the other diners all contributed to the romantic atmosphere. He hadn't been on a proper date in years, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

'Calm down, Neddy. You can do this, just recite bible verses in your head to help you keep cool.' Ned thought.

As they approached the table, Ned's eyes widened. Seated at the table was his date, a woman with a confident posture, a knowing smile on her lips. She looked up at Ned with an amused twinkle in her eye, clearly enjoying his surprise.

"Hello there handsome, I'm sure you didn't expect me to be your date, huh?"

"N-No. No nope no. Hehehehe, I didn't expect the woman I would be matched with to be you, though I'm not mad about it." Ned said, now much calmer than before.

"Are you disappointed it's me?" The woman asked as Ned offered her the flowers.

"Not at all, it's an honor to be the ones joining you for this evening, Ms. Bouvier." Ned said as she took the flowers.

"Please, Ned. We've known each other for a while now, you can just call me "Selma."" Selma said, sniffing the flowers.

Turns out the woman that Ned was on a date right now as a match turned out to be Marge Bouvier Simpson's sister, the one and only Selma.

"Sorry it has been a while ever since I got into one of these dates, officially"

"Me too but you can relax. I'm not expecting you to be the perfect gentleman. Though I won't stop you from trying." Selma jokes.

"Hehehehe, I'll do my best." Ned said before offering her the chocolates. "Here, I also brought you some dessert."

"Well well we got a classic gift here, I do like me some sweets, especially when given to me for free" Selma said with a smirk.

Ned chuckled at the joke as Selma took the treat, setting them aside as a waiter came over to their table.

"Welcome, Mr. Flanders and Ms. Bouvier, to the Gilded Truffle." He said, giving them both menus. "If you did not know, your meal shall be covered by "MatchMakers, United." Including but not limited to drinks, appetizers, main course, and dessert."

"My my, seems the Lord is really looking out for us, isn't he?" Ned asked.

"Seems so," Selma replied with a wry smile. "Or maybe it's just luck. Either way, I'm not complaining."

The waiter nodded and left them to look over their menus. Ned glanced at him, trying to focus on the options rather than his nerves. The Gilded Truffle was one of Springfield's nicer establishments, and the menu reflected that. He had always been a creature of habit, but he wanted to make tonight special.

Selma, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease. She leaned back in her chair, looking at Ned with a curious expression. "So, Ned, I gotta ask... What made you sign up for one of these dating services? Seems a bit out of character for you."

Ned chuckled softly, scratching the back of his head. "Well, Selma, after losing Edna, things got a bit lonely around the house, especially with just me and the boys. I prayed on it, and one day, I felt this nudge to give it a try. I wasn't really expecting much, just hoping to see what might come of it. And, well, here we are!"

Selma nodded, her smile softening a little. "I get it. Loneliness can do a number on you, trust me. I've had my fair share of bad dates and flings"

"And they all let you go? How is that possible?" Ned asked.

"Hehehehehe, they just didn't work out." Selma said with a chuckle at his joke.

Though he was not joking, Ned Flanders would joke about many things if he wanted to but he never Joked about a lady, Selma reminded him a bit of Edna, she had hat spunky personality with a different type of energy, some people would be put off by her raspy voice or grey puffy hai like Homer, who would call his sisters in law witches sometimes.

"You're a real believer, aren't you? You know, I've never been much for fate. I tend to think we make our own luck" She closed her menu and leaned forward slightly, her eyes narrowing playfully. "But I'll admit, I'm curious to see where this goes"

Ned nodded, his eyes glancing over the menu. "I guess we'll both be finding out tonight," he said with a warm smile. "So, tell me, Selma, what made you decide to give this whole dating thing another shot? I always thought you weren't too keen on the idea of settling down again."

Selma took a sip of water, her expression softening for a moment. "Oh, you know... a little bit of boredom, a little bit of loneliness, and maybe a pinch of wanting to see if there's more to life than just watching TV with Jub-Jub every night."

Ned laughed softly. "I hear you, I hear you. I suppose I've been feeling a bit of the same, what with the boys growing up and all. There are times when I feel like I'm just rattling around in that big house by myself."

"Yeah, I get that feeling too. Even with my sister and Ling" Selma said with a wishful look.

"Oh yes, I remember Marge mentioning you adopted a little girl. I never met her but congratulations" Ned said with a smile.

"Yeah well, never really got with anyone to the point I wanted to have a baby with them but when you reach a certain point in life you wish to leave a mark"

"Yeah, I can understand that. Leaving something wonderful behind to help make the world just a bit better." Ned said with a smile, relaxing enough to decide on what he wanted to order.

'Marge sister seems nice, nothing of which I heard Homer scream from time to time as a...walking breathing pile of cigarette'

And Bed would be lying if he said he didn't miss the smell of cigarettes from Edna before her passing. Another positive that made Ned hopeful that this date would go well.

"Are the ladies and gentlemen ready to order?" The waiter asked as he came back to their table.

"I do believe we are." Selma said with a nod.

"Indeed." Ned said.

The waiter stood ready, pen poised over his notepad, while Ned and Selma shared a brief glance.

"I'll have the grilled salmon with a side of roasted vegetables," Selma said, handing her menu back to the waiter with a confident smile. "And a glass of white wine to go with it."

Ned followed suit. "And I'll take the prime rib, medium rare, with a baked potato and a side salad. And, uh... just water for me, please," he added with his trademark modest smile.

"Excellent choices," the waiter replied before departing to place their orders.

As they settled back into their seats, Ned took a deep breath. "So, Selma, what do you like to do when you're not working or, you know, dealing with your sister's shenanigans?" He chuckled lightly.

Selma smirked. "Oh, you know, the usual... watching TV, reading a bit here and there, trying out new cigars." She laughed. "Not exactly a saintly life like yours, Ned."

Ned smiled, appreciating her candor. "Well, we all have our vices, don't we? But it's nice to know you keep yourself busy."

"Thanks, Ned. What about you? What does the holyest man in Springfield like to do in his free time?" Selma asked.

"Many people think all I do is pray all day but I say, I know how to have a nice evening"

"Really? Then what would you have planned if dinner wasn't provided for us?" Selma asked, curious.

"I'm a bit of an old fashioned guy, so I'd make something myself. A little candle light and relaxing music in the background." Ned said.

Selma raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Oh really? Cooking for a lady? That's not bad at all. Sounds kinda romantic, actually."

Ned chuckled, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. "Well, I've always believed that a good meal can bring people together. Plus, it's a way to show a bit of care, you know? Even if it's just something simple like a casserole."

Selma smirked. "You know, you surprised me, Ned. I never thought I'd hear a man talk about casseroles and romance in the same breath. But I guess that's what makes you... you."

Ned smiled warmly. "I appreciate that, Selma. I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea, but I try to be true to myself. And I think that counts for something."

Selma nodded, her expression softening. "Yeah, it does. You're a good man, Ned. And that's something worth hanging onto."

The waiter soon returned with their meals, placing the plates in front of them with a flourish. As they began to eat, the conversation flowed more naturally. They talked about their childhoods, shared amusing anecdotes about the quirks of Springfield, and even found themselves laughing over some of Homer's more outrageous antics.

"And he still hasn't returned it to you after he broke it?" Selma asked with a giggle.

"Hehehehe, no sirre! The mower literally exploded right as he's cutting his lawn and Homer still takes it to get repaired! I don't like the suffering of my fellow man but I think God's work in that moment was more than justified." Ned said, wiping away a tear as he chuckled.

"Serves him right. God wants you to be a good neighbour Ned, not a doormat for that fatso to abuse when it's convenient for him" Selma said with a smirk.

"Well, I don't mean to sound mean, but I fully agree. And I put my foot down when I needed to, not to mention bopped him a good one every now and then." Ned said.

"You punched Homer?! Tell me everything!" Selma said with a wide smile.

*Many hours later...*

"This has been a really well spent time" Selma said "You sure know how to keep up a conversation"

"I could say the same to you, Selma." Ned said as the waiter brought them their doggie bags.

"Here are your desserts, sir and ma'am." The waiter said to them,

"Thank you, kindly." Ned said, tipping the man a $20.

"So, now that dinner is done, what else would you like to do, Ned?" Selma asked.

"I was thinking maybe a nice stroll through the park. I'm sure the moonlight and stars look wonderful tonight." Ned said with a smile.

"Well I have no plans for tonight and I bet my sister is busy, so sure why not? Lets see where the night takes us" She said, getting up.

The two of them left the Gilded Truffle, heading to Ned's car.

"I forgot to ask, did you drive here, Selma?" Ned said, opening the passenger door for her.

"Nah I had to come here on Taxi, Patty is using the car for a date herself and it was her turn to use it anyway"

"Sharing is caring after all." Ned said as Selma stepped into his car.

'Doesn't smoke like cigarettes and is well maintained, a girl can get used to this' Selma thought.

The drive to the park was calm as music played over the radio, a nice love song that made Ned a little embarrassed yet also nervous since it was Edna's favorite.

"Mind if I turn this up? I love this song." Selma said with a smile.

"N-Not at all." Ned said with a surprising smile.

As they drove along, the gentle rhythm of the love song filled the car, and Ned couldn't help but think back on his memories of Edna. Though a pang of sadness lingered, he found comfort in the warmth of Selma's presence.

The car eventually pulled up to the park. Ned parked and turned off the engine, the soft hum of the song disappearing with it. They both got out and began walking down the paved path, the park serene under the glow of the moon.

"Nice night," Selma said, looking up at the stars. "Feels like one of those scenes out of a romance movie, doesn't it?"

Ned chuckled softly. "Yeah, it kinda does." He looked over at her, noticing the relaxed expression on her face. "I guess life has a way of surprising you when you least expect it."

"Yeah, I didn't expect to be out here on a date with the town's holiest man, but here we are," Selma teased with a smirk.

"Hehehehe, no I think Reverend Lovejoy holds that Titan. But, I'm more than happy to accept it so long as you accept being the town's loveliest bachelorette." Ned said with a smile.

"HAH!" Selma laughed more at the fact Ned thought the reverent was that holy as he preaches but she knew he was more of it "I don't know...with how your keeping this night going, I may give that title my dear"

Selma moved closer to Ned, hooking her arm around his and leaning her head on his shoulder.

'Oh man she is on my shoulder now, what should I do? Should I wrap my arm around?'

Ned didn't expect such a move and he didn't know how to reciprocate as they approached a park bench.

He hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but ultimately decided to go with what felt natural.

With a gentle smile, he slowly lifted his arm and wrapped it around her shoulder, pulling her slightly closer. "You know," he said softly, "this isn't how I imagined the night going, but... I have to say, it's been really nice."

Selma smiled, nestling into his embrace. "Same here. Maybe we're both a little out of our element, but that's what makes it interesting, right?"

Ned nodded, his nerves calming as the warmth between them grew. The park was quiet, and the stars above shone brightly, casting a peaceful glow over the scene. It felt like, for the first time in a while, both of them were allowing themselves to enjoy the moment without overthinking it.

'I almost don't want this moment to end.' They both thought, enjoying the embrace of the other.

And after this night, one date had turned into many more.

"Ready to go back home?" He asks her.

"I almost don't want to but okay." Selma said with a smile, pulling away from Ned's arm.

Not wanting to look like a coward Ned went for a kiss on her cheek, a quick peck and that's it.

Selma jolted at this, blushing as she held her cheek.

"A little something for a great time tonight." Ned said, blushing himself.

"And…maybe more?" Selma asked.

"I can delightfully guarantee." Ned said, getting up and escorting Selma back to his car.

'I am totally keeping this Hunk' Selma thought to herself, holding in the urge to kiss him much more aggressively.

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*2 Months later*

Selma was making breakfast with a smile on her face while humming "A Whole New World" from Aladdin. The eyes of her sister and her daughter, Patty and Ling, were watching with curiosity of this new attitude.

"Uh, mom? Are you okay?" Ling asked.

"I'm better than okay, sweetie. I'm feeling on top of the world!" Selma said with a twirl, putting the finishing touches on breakfast.

"And the reason for this is because of your new boyfriend and Homer's neighbor, Ned Flanders. Right?" Patty asked.

"You betcha! At first I thought it would just be a one night kinda thing since these so called blind dates and stuff never goes my way but two months of dating and still going? He's special, you know?"

"And not just because Homer found out; he'd lose his mind?" Patty asked with a grin.

"That too but mostly, Ned is just the sweetest man around. Whenever we're together, he makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine." Selma said.

"Does this mean Mr. Ned is going to be my daddy?" Ling asked.

Selma mused for a moment, thinking about it "If I play my cards right? A big maybe"

"And will he be the LAST one?" Patty asked, referring to the countless husbands her sister has had before.

"I can confidently say, YES. Ned will be the last one and I'm going to change my name after we're married to prove it." Selma said as she put breakfast in three plates and brought them to the table.

"Cool! I got some siblings then" Ling said.

"Hopefully though, god knows her name is pretty big already" Patty said with a smirk.

"Oh ha ha ha. Just eat your breakfast. We've got a day of DMV ahead of us before my big date with Ned." Selma said with a smile.

"Worry not sister I bet he is eagerly waiting your chunky self to return" Patty whispers "I noticed him checking you out more each day after all"

Selma blushed and giggled from this, imagining a holy man like Ned giving into the temptation of flesh.

'Maybe I should test that theory later' "Whatever sis, maybe you get lucky too and get yourself a lady friend"

"Maybe." Patty said as the trio ate breakfast in comfort.

Especially for Jing since she no longer had to do so many extra curricular activities for her future. Dating Ned really helped Selma mellow down from the "Tiger Parent" approach.

While they were doing that, another family was having their breakfast too as the boys were asking their father if they were gonna have a third mommy.

"If Ms. Selma becomes our mommy, does that mean the Simpsons will be our relatives?" Todd asked.

"Well, in-laws like it more but yes. You both will be the cousins of Bart, Lisa, and Maggie." Ned said to his youngest son.

"Awesome, I can't wait to make Bart my friend, I read the bible for him everyday" Rodd said naively.

"And we can play with Lisa! She was always so nice." Todd said with a smile.

"Hehehehehehe. Yes, things are looking up for the Flanders clan." Ned said with a chuckle.

To think he was lucky to date someone like Selma for longer than he thought, Homer was wrong with all those accusations about Selma, she was a sweetheart and so was her sister Patty.

Not to mention Ling had gotten along with Rod and Todd, almost like they were already siblings before the possible wedding.

'Lord, thank you for bringing another amazing woman into my life…and please let this one grow old with me.' Ned thought, no wanting a THIRD dead wife to his name.

"Well time to go to school boys, the bus will be coming any moment now so brush your teeth and let's go start this day"

"Yes, daddy!" Rod and Todd said as they left the breakfast table and rushed to brush their teeth.

"I should get myself prepared too as well"

Ned quickly washed the dishes and headed up to shower in his personal bathroom, his job was going to be a heck of a lot better today since today was his next date night with Selma.

"Man I can't believe I went back to dating again and with such a lovely woman, who said being a believe doesn't pay off?"

'And tonight, I'm going to show how much I love that lovely woman.' He thought, having a moment of lewd thoughts that came into Ned's mostly pure mind.

Everything was prepared and if fate was still on his side, it would finally be the time to go further in this relationship.

And he would be ready and safe…not that Selma wanted that. Even if she had a child already, she wouldn't mind having ANOTHER baby if possible.

Ned sat down on the couch, mentally rehearsing how he wanted the night to go. He had planned a quiet dinner at home, followed by some soft music, candlelight, and maybe a movie. Something romantic, but not too forward. His nerves got the best of him every time he thought about the possibility of things going further between them, but he trusted that when the moment came, he would know what to do.

Meanwhile, at the DMV, Selma was also distracted, thinking about their date night. She had dressed up a little more than usual, her makeup slightly more polished, and even Patty noticed her extra effort.

"You're practically glowing, Selma," Patty teased as they processed paperwork.

"When you have a man like I do, you get that healthy glow." Selma said with a smile.

"I know but this isn't like the other men you've had before." Patty said.

Selma smirked. "I think Ned might be 'the one.' He's different. He's gentle, caring, and... well, he just makes me feel like a woman again. Like, really appreciated, you know?"

Patty raised an eyebrow. "Just make sure he's ready for all of you, Selma. You're a package deal with Ling, and everything else that comes with being a Bouvier."

"Trust me," Selma said with a grin. "Ned's more ready than you think."

On one of their dates, Ned invited Selma to bring her daughter to meet his sons. That's how Selma knows Ned already has kids and how she knows Ned wouldn't mind another kid if they tied the knot.

"I always wanted a daughter," Ned said with a smile.

Both sisters turned in surprise, seeing Ned standing in the empty DMV with some flowers for Selma.

"Hey there Gorgeous, hope i'm not intruding on your workplace"

"Ned!" Selma said with a happy smile on her face, the happiest smile Patty saw on her sister in years.

She went for a hug, wrapping her arms around him as Ned spinned her around a little bit before they giggled.

'She is acting like a teenager with her first boyfriend' Patty thought.

"I'm so happy to see you but our date isn't for a few hours." Selma said, as Ned put her down.

"I know but I was on my lunch break and I thought I'd drop by to see you." Ned said, giving Selma the flowers. "Being the Church's handyman doesn't get me too busy."

As Selma took the flowers from Ned, her cheeks flushed a shade of pink that matched the roses in the bouquet. She held them close, breathing in their fragrance. "You didn't have to do this, you know. But I love it," she said, her eyes sparkling.

Patty, standing to the side, observed the entire scene with a smirk on her face. "Looks like I'll be processing this paperwork alone," she muttered with a half-hearted sigh, though her teasing was softened by genuine happiness for her sister.

Ned smiled back at Selma, that familiar warmth in his eyes. "I just wanted to remind you that I'm thinking about you, even when I'm at work. And I can't wait for tonight."

Selma nodded, twirling a bit of her hair as she gazed at him. "Me either. I've been thinking about it all day."

They stood there for a moment, soaking in the closeness of their growing bond, until Patty broke the silence. "Okay, lovebirds, let's not get too cozy. There's a whole line of people waiting for me to renew their licenses, and I don't think they care much for this romantic comedy."

Ned and Selma looked to the line area and did see some people waiting for them to finish their moment. With a few actually finding it cute as they watched with bated breath.

"Well, I guess we don't want to keep these good folks waiting." Ned said before he and Selma shared a kiss. "I'll see you tonight, cupcake."

"I'll be waiting, muscle muffin." Selma said with a loving gaze.

"Awwwww." Some people let out.

The two of them just shrugged after looking at one another and proceeded to leave that place while having their arms wrapped around each other.

'I guess I am working alone today. Great.' Patty thought but was still happy for her sister.

"Well, I guess our date is starting a bit early. How about some lunch before you go back to work?" Selma suggested as they got in Ned's car.

"Sure why not? Any preferences?"

"Hmm, is there a burger place nearby? Besides Krusty Burger?" Selma asked him.

"Oh I know a place for that and trust me their burgers do not taste like leather"

"Ahahahahahaha. I like this place already." Selma said as Ned drove them away from the DMV.

*Much later...*

Selma was voraciously eating the burger in front of her, almost as if this was the first time she had some decent meat in her life.

'Krusty, your burgers are a bigger joke than your actual jokes!' Selma thought as Ned as his at a slower rate.

"The secret here is...actually giving a damn about the quality of your sales," Ned explained.

Selma stopped eating as she chuckled a bit, using a napkin on her lips. It was entirely true, Krusty didn't care for quality in his meals and just used whatever meat or resource he could get.

Like that Mother Nature Burger made from "wheat fed" barley that turned out to be tainted by rats, got HUNDREDS of people sick. Even Krusty himself.

"Honestly, the only reason that place is not shut down is because he probably bribes the health inspectors" Selma said with a smile.

"If he didn't poison them." Ned said, joking as they both laughed a bit.

"I really like these places, more casual and less stiff you know? Sure fancy restaurants are cool and all but not all the time" Selma said.

"I wholeheartedly agree. Makes you feel at ease like fishing on a calm Saturday." Ned said.

"You like fishing?" She asked.

"It's one of my personal pleasures. I'm not all about Christ and his holy kingdom." Ned said before eating some fries.

A lot of people thought Ned was just that, a guy who was obsessed with religion and the bible every single hour of the day nonstop. But he had layers to his character.

"Well, what else do you like to do?" Selma asked.

"Well, aside from what I told you before, like gardening and some skiing, I like to do a little antiquing when the locks flea market is open." Ned said with a smile.

"Antiquing huh? Now that's interesting, finding any lost treasure?" She said with a smirk.

"A few but I'm staring at the greatest treasure of them all right now." Ned said to Selma.

"Oh oh oh, Ned! Don't stop!" Selma said with a giggle.

His flatteries were the best because they were genuine with no second intentions.

'Speaking of intentions, I can't wait for tonight.' Selma thought before looking at the wall clock, seeing their lunch break was almost over.

Tonight would be the moment of truth, and she would make sure it was perfect, that was for sure, better than any other date night she had with her previous lovers.

Once their lunch date was done, Ned drove Selma back to the DMV before he drove back to Springfield church.

"See you soon beautiful" He simply said before driving away.

'And I'll be waiting, my personal Christ.' She thought, imagining Bed being shirtless while working at the Springfield church.

"Mmmmm! Tonight can't come fast enough." Selma said as she walked into the DMV and back to work.

Selma returned to her desk at the DMV, a little smirk still on her face as she thought about Ned. Her mind was already drifting to the evening, imagining how the night would unfold. The dull hum of the DMV barely registered in her thoughts as she daydreamed. However, her colleague Patty, who had been quietly watching, raised an eyebrow.

"What's with that goofy grin?" Patty asked, her voice dry as always.

Selma blinked, snapping back to reality. "Nothing... just thinking about tonight."

Patty leaned back in her chair, folding her arms. "You and Bible Boy? What, are you guys planning to read scripture together?"

Selma chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh, something much more exciting than that, trust me." She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice conspiratorially.

'I'm feeling oh so sinful tonight.' Selma thought.

"Really? Well, I hope you can endure it. Ling is probably going to enjoy the night off." Patty said.

"What do you mean night off? Are you saying I'm a bit much around my daughter?" Selma asked.

"Just saying, most kids like it when they get a bit more freedom," Patty said.

Especially Ling since she could finally live like a normal kid instead of being forced into so many extracurricular activities.

Now, since Selma was so happy and in love with Ned, she only had to do one extracurricular. The flute.

Selma glanced back at the clock, her thoughts drifting again to her date with Ned. She could already picture him waiting for her at the door, maybe even with flowers Ned was always so considerate. She was determined to make tonight perfect, something that would truly sweep him off his feet, and hopefully, deepen the connection they'd been building.

Just then, her boss called out from the back. "Selma! Lunch break's over. Back to work!"

Snapping out of her thoughts, Selma straightened up and grabbed her files. As she returned to her tasks, she felt a renewed sense of excitement building. Tonight, she thought, was going to be unforgettable.

-Several hours later-

Selma stretches her arm in boredom "Finally the day is over! I don't remember this job being so boring, and slow"

"Probably because you didn't have anything really good to look forward to at the end of the day." Patty said with two cents. "You haven't been this antsy to get off work since MacGuyver came to town."

"Yeah you're right, I just feel so eager now to meet him now" Selma said.

"Are you sure you're not just too eager to jump him in bed?" Patty smirked.

"I can be both but mainly the second part." Selma said with a smirk of her own. "Ned has really been making me wait for the moment we get in bed together, despite not being married. But tonight, oh! What I have planned will make that holy man as sinful as can be."

She giggled mentally, wanting to really go at it! Last time she felt this horny and eager for a man she still had less than a few failed attempts at something more serious.

"Well whatever you have planned, hopefully it doesn't end with you getting pregnant…YET." Patty said with a grin.

"Oh no, if that happened, then he would HAVE to marry me." Selma said, also grinning.

"Make sure to keep that on a leash so it doesn't escape now, your full name is already pretty big thanks to your ex's"

"Oh don't worry, I secretly fixed that weeks ago. Got my name changed back to Selma Bouvier and soon, it will be Selma Bouvier Flanders." Selma said with pride.

"Godspeed Sister, you deserve a real deal of a man" Patty said patting her in the back

With that last show of support, the Bouvier sisters left the DMV and headed home so Selma could prepare for her date with Ned.

Who was busy doing the same as he was telling his boys about who would be babysitting them tonight.

"Ok boys you know the rules right?" Ned asked them.

"No arguing, no loud music, no bad television, and bedtime at 9pm." Rod said with a smile.

"Also to respect the babysitter and do whatever she says." Todd added with a nod.

"Good boys." Ned said as he tussled both of their hair.

A knock could be heard by the door and Ned went to look.

"Oh! Must be the babysitter"

He quickly put on some cologne for Selma before going to answer the door.

"Hello, Mr. Flanders!" Ashley Grant greeted, glancing inside and spotting Rod and Todd. "Are you boys ready for a fun night?"

Rod and Todd nodded eagerly, and Ned chuckled. "Just remember, Ashley, no scary movies and make sure they're in bed by nine."

Ashley gave him a playful salute. "You got it, Mr. Flanders. Have a wonderful evening!"

Ned smiled and nodded as he left the house, walking to his car and driving to pick up his special lady for their special night.

'Ok Ned, tonight you will show Selma just how much you like her. I know its a bit scary but you gotta go for it, you can't wait anymore'

Glancing at his glove compartment, Ned held a very special present for Selma. One that he spent a pretty penny to gain, just to show how precious Selma was to him and how much he loved her.

"Hopefully she likes it hehe, fingers crossed"

Meanwhile with Selma, she had put on her best dress and make up for tonight. Even packing a "change of clothes" for after dinner.

"Alright Selma Bouvier, this is your fresh start, your one final gambit, make it count and attain happiness" She told herself in the mirror.

"You've got this, mommy!" Ling said from the doorway.

Selma turned around to see Ling, her little face beaming with excitement. "Thanks, sweetie. Tonight's going to be amazing," she said, giving her daughter a quick hug.

"Are you going to kiss Mr. Ned?" Ling asked innocently, her big eyes shining with curiosity.

Selma chuckled. "Maybe, honey. But tonight's a grown-up night. Patty's here, so you and Aunt Patty can have a little party of your own." She winked as Patty entered the room with a pizza box, already settling in for the evening.

"Yeah, Ling," Patty said with a playful grin. "We'll have fun without your lovey-dovey mom."

Selma rolled her eyes with a smile, but she couldn't deny the butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

Secretly, Selma was hoping Ned would pop the question but she was afraid that it would end like all her other marriages.

'No, it won't! I can't.' Selma thought before hearing the doorbell ring.

"There's your Prince Charming." Patty said, picking up Lily. "Go and have a great time, sis. You deserve it."

Selma smiled at that before going to answer the door and start the best night ever.

"Hello, handsome." Selma said to Ned, who was dressed in his Sunday best dark green suit.

"Hello back at you, gorgeous." Ned said back to Selma, who was in a rather nice black dress that complimented her curves and her legs.

Which she had shaven, THOROUGHLY, for the past few weeks. Just for Ned~.

"Ready to have a great night?" Ned asked, offering his arm to her.

"Very ready, Neddy poo." Selma said, hooking her arm with Ned's.

With a shared smile and a spark in their eyes, the two made their way to Ned's car, the excitement almost palpable between them. As they drove off, Ned took a quick glance over at Selma, appreciating every bit of effort she'd put into tonight. He felt his heart racing, and with his gift waiting in the glove compartment, he could only hope the evening would unfold as perfectly as he'd imagined.

They arrived at a cozy, candle-lit restaurant tucked away from the busy streets of Springfield, a spot Ned had carefully chosen for its quiet ambiance and charm. He held the door open for Selma, who gave him a playful smile as she walked in, her confidence growing with every moment. As they were seated, the gentle glow of the candles flickered between them, creating an intimate atmosphere that neither wanted to break.

"So," Selma began, leaning in with a smirk, "what's this big surprise you've got up your sleeve, Flanders?"

Ned chuckled nervously, his cheeks tinged with pink. "You'll see soon enough," he said, trying to play it cool. He knew the moment had to be just right, and that was the only thing stopping him from presenting the gift right then and there.

'Lord, thank you for this Angel before me. And please, make sure this night goes right.' Ned thought, subtly patting the item in his pocket.

"How long has it been ever since we went out together?" Ned asked.

"A little over 2 months but with how good it feels being together, it feels like 2 wonderful years." Selma said with a smile.

"You really feel like that with me?" He asked her.

"Yes, I do." Selma said before looking a little guilty. "I'll admit, I have somewhat felt this way with other men before but with you, it feels…more genuine. And I…I don't want to lose that."

Ned feels a bit nervous as things are getting serious and is having a hard time thinking on what to say "I feel the same thing..."

'I truly do but I didn't think Selma would be the one to say it first. Not even Maud did that with me.' He thought.

"Selma...I love you"

Selma was surprised by this but felt her heart beating a mile a minute.

"Ned, I love you too." She said, smiling happily at him.

Ned smiled widely "Thank you for opening your heart to me"

"Well, thank you for opening it up." Selma said happily.

'This is it! This is the chance, take it!' Ned thought.

"Something wrong? You look a bit giddy" Selma said with a smirk.

"Lets just say I got a little gift for you, I was gonna wait a bit more for it but, I think now is the right moment"

Reaching into his coat pocket, Ned pulled out a small velvet box and took a deep breath. It was time, the moment of truth.

Selma noticing the shape of the box and what it usually meant let out a gasp "N-Ned? Are you..."

"Yes, Selma, I am. These past few months have been the happiest I can recall with you and…I want to have many more with you. For the rest of our lives." Ned said with a smile.

'This time, for sure, this time she will live as long as I do.' Ned thought, slowly opening the box and revealing a unique and pristine ring.

"Selma Bouvier, would you do me the honor of making me your husband?" Ned asked.

Selma gasped at that, it felt so genuine like a real deal marriage proposal to someone she knew for sure was a good choice for a man in her life "Oo..Ooh.." She started to be really nervous.

All of her terrible and sham marriages from the past came back to her mind, making Selma worry that Ned would end up as another man on her list of "failed relationships."

And she didn't want that, she wanted Ned to be "the one." The true one…the last one.

"Oh...im sorry" Tears started rolling down her eyes, a wide grin adorning her face "I-I'm usually more calm then this"

"It's alright, it can be overwhelming." Ned said as he slowly closed the ring box. "And if you need more time, I-"

"No! I'm not saying no, need, that's the last thing I want." Selma quickly said.

She then grabbed him by the suit and pulled him forward before giving him the biggest kiss of a lifetime, as she wanted to make sure he understood how much she loved him.

Ned gladly did as he held her hips and kept her close, not breaking away until the waiter came over to get their orders.

"…I shall give you both a bit more time." He said before leaving them to their moment.

After a quiet and intimate dinner filled with laughter and meaningful glances, the couple made their way to a cozy motel nearby. The room was simple yet warm, its modest décor lending a sense of calm. Selma stood near the window, looking out at the dimly lit street, her thoughts still spinning from the night's events.

Ned approached her gently, slipping his arms around her waist. "You okay, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice soft.

She turned to face him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I just... I can't believe this is real, Ned. After all the wrong turns in my life, I never thought I'd get here to someone like you."

Ned cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear. "Well, believe it, Selma. You're here, with me, and I'm not going anywhere."

Selma smiled, leaning into his touch. "You really are one of a kind, Flanders. I'm starting to think I might be the lucky one."

Ned chuckled warmly. "I've got a good feeling about us. You know, I've always believed in miracles, and tonight feels like one of them."

They stood in silence for a moment, basking in the closeness of each other. Then Selma took his hand and led him to the edge of the bed, sitting down and pulling him beside her.

"Now," she said with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood. "Let's talk about this ring. Did you really pick it out yourself, or was there someone who gave you a list of acceptable options in case you ever needed to propose again?"

Ned chuckled as he pushed his glasses up a bit.

"I had a little help from your sister, Marge. I didn't tell her it was for you specifically but I did say it was for someone new and special in my life." Ned said.

"That sister of mine, she sure has good taste. You sure know how to make a gal fall for you"

"Oh I just did what any man would do with a beautiful woman." Ned said with a smile, kissing Selma again.

"Oh, you.~ I suppose in that case, I think it's time a woman did something special for such a great man like yourself.~" Selma said with a mischievous grin.

"Is that a fact now? Well then, I would love to see what such a marvelous woman has in store for me" Ned said giving her the same look.

That was enough for Selma to move away from Ned and go to her purse for the outfit she packed for tonight.

"Just sit there and wait while I change into something more comfortable." Selma said as she walked into the bathroom.

Ned gulped, knowing well what that meant, he was married twice after all and he would be lying if he said he was not expecting it a little bit.

'Okay, Ned. You know what comes next. Best to prepare yourself.' Ned thought as he took off his jacket and loosened his tie. 'Selma can't be the only one giving me a sight to behold.'

As Ned waited, he took a deep breath to steady himself. He placed his jacket neatly on the back of the chair and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, letting himself relax a little.

"You can do this. You've done this before with Maud and Edna. Both beautiful in their own right, now it's Selma." Ned muttered to himself.

"Hope I did not keep you waiting too long, had to bring out the big guns if you don't mind" Selma said with a seductive voice as she came out strutting from the bathroom.

"The big guns? How bi-" Ned felt the breath freeze in his lungs at the sight of Selma.

Selma stood in the doorway, her confidence radiating in waves. She was wearing a sleek, deep red silk nightgown that clung to her curvaceous figure, the fabric shimmering faintly in the dim motel light. The hem fell just above her knees, and a slit along one side revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her leg. The neckline plunged just enough to be daring, accentuating her figure, showing off her large breasts.

She smiled knowingly, one hand resting on her hip as she struck a playful pose "Well? Cat got your tongue, Flanders?" Selma teased, arching an eyebrow.

Ned's face turned a deep shade of red, his mouth slightly agape as he struggled to find his voice. "W-Wow, Selma… you look… uh, wow. I mean… absolutely stunning."

Selma stood in the doorway, her confidence radiating in waves. She was wearing a form-fitting black dress styled like a nun's habit, the fabric clinging just enough to hint at her curves without being too revealing. A crisp white collar and cuffs added a touch of purity to the ensemble, contrasting with the playful sparkle in her eyes. The hem of the dress fell modestly just below her knees, but a daring slit along the side revealed a glimpse of her shapely leg. A delicate black veil rested on her head, framing her face and adding an air of sultry mystique.

She smiled knowingly, one hand resting on her hip as she struck a playful pose. "Well? Cat got your tongue, Flanders?" Selma teased, her lips curving into a mischievous grin as she adjusted the veil with a slow, deliberate motion.

Ned's face turned a deep shade of red, his mouth slightly agape as he struggled to find his voice. "W-Wow, Selma… you look… uh, wow. I mean… like an angel. A, uh, really stunning angel."

"Hehehehe, thank you. It's only natural for a sister such as me to look as one of heaven's messengers." Selma said as she walked to Ned "Question is...have you been a naughty boy?"

"Naughty? We-Well, I'm not exactly one to be naughty , but…I do sin a tiny bit." Ned said with a small blush.

"Oh really? Then why don't you tell Sister Selma all about those sinful thoughts?" She said, walking closer, swaying her hips.

Ned felt his body reacting before he crossed his legs, trying to keep his boner from being seen.

"Y-You mean a confessional?" Ned asked her.

"Yes, a confessional. Please, tell Sister Selma all about your sins." Selma said before she PLOPPED right into his lap!

"Whoa!" Ned let a small yelp.

"I promise that I will be the only one to know them, fret not and release yourself of your..." She whispers in his ear "Burdens"

Moving her ass around slowly, Selma could feel Ned's cock poking through his legs no matter how much he tried to stop it.

"I-I have been having certain t-temptations"

"Oh? Well as the great book says in Matthew 26:41. "Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak."" Selma said, bringing a hand to caress his cheek softly.

'Oh lord, that's the exact verse from the book of Matthew!' Ned thought, finding this surprising Bible quote said by Selma to be so arousing!

"Is your flesh weak Mr. Flanders?" She said caressing her cheek, feeling her warm touch.

"I-I-I-I think my f-flesh is strong." Ned said but his stuttering contradicted his truth.

"Uh uh uh~" She said making sure to press her breasts against him "No lying if you can't deal with it"

'Come on, Neddy. Give into the temptation of MY flesh and sample all it has to offer.' Selma thought, slowly rubbing her tits around.

"Well if that's the case would you mind if I sinned a little more?" He said with a small smile forming.

"Well, it may be against the word of God, but I believe he shall forgive us for our sins. So please, be as sinful with me as you wish.~" Selma said, leaning closer and kissing Ned.

Being kissed by her while wearing that put Ned through the limit which in turn his hands went for her hips, firmly grasping while then kissing her as well.

He leaned back to lay on the bed, having his sinful nun straddling him as Ned ran his fingers across her hips and thighs.

'Dear Lord! She is thicker then Maude and Edna ever were,and it's so smooth'

Feeling risky, Ned stuck his tongue into her mouth as Selma gladly reciprocated.

'Hmm! His hands feel so rough yet he's so gentle. He's a beast just waiting to come out, so I'll bring him out!' Selma thought.

Using her superior tongue skills that would knot a cigarette with minimal effort, she showed Ned how good of a kisser she could be.

"Mmm?!" Ned moaned in surprise.

'Oh lord! His tongue is inhuman! Like a gift from god for the mortal man that is I!' Ned thought, clenching Selma's ass cheeks.

"Mmm?!" Ned moaned in surprise as her tongue suddenly went wild 'Oh lord! Her tongue is inhuman! Like a gift from god for the mortal man that is I!' Ned thought, clenching Selma's ass cheeks.

'That's right Ned, clench my ass, make me yours, let's see how long it takes before you feel like slapping it!' She thought, hungrily.

To help with that, Selma began grinding against Ned's crotch and showing how wet she was under this nun outfit already.

"Hmmm~"

She could swear his member got bigger and harder each time she grinded against him, almost like a beast was about to get out of its cage.

'Come on, Ned! You're so close, so close!' Selma thought, moving her tongue faster while grinding harder.

But then he stopped kissing her and gently pushed her away from him before looking into her confused eyes.

"Im sorry Selma but I can't hold back anymore" Ned said with much more lust, before he quickly removed his shirt revealing his chiseled muscles and tight sixpack "Get ready to be treated a bit rougher"

Selma smiled widely at this as she quickly lifted up her nun outfit, revealing she was wearing nothing at all under it.

"Lay your sins all over me then big boy, this woman wants all of it cause rough is my middle name"

Tossing the robe aside, Selma laid back on the bed as Ned rolled over and mounted her.

Without wasting any time for small talk Ned started kissing her neck first with a few smooches before he started going down her stomach.

Selma moaned and hissed from his kisses, feeling shots of electricity jolting through her body with each kiss!

'Keep going! Lower, Neddy! Lower!' Selma thought.

He reached for her stomach before going back up again and then focusing on one of her nipples going for a suck while his left hand groped the other tit and the right hand went to rub her stomach.

"Ooooh! Oh, Ned!" Selma moaned as she grabbed his head and held him close to her tit.

She felt how rough he was, strongly sucking onto her as if he was actively trying to suck milk out of her nipples, his strong arms making sure her body felt how much he wanted her, and it made her feel warmer by the second.

'Even God himself would treat a woman like she was a treasure. So that's what I will do.' Ned thought.

"oOoh~OOOHNN!" Selma though was moaning in delight, seeing Ned putting effort into pleasing her, like a true man should.

She wrapped her legs around him and grinds against his abs.

'Fuck! He is so chiseled and strong, I feel like for the first time in a decade I am with a real man. Nothing compares to how he makes me feel' Selma thought to herself.

Eventually, Ned pulled off her nipple and moved to the other one. Suckling and nibbling on it gently yet strongly.

"Ooooh God~Ned Flanders where were you all my life?" She asked, enjoying the sensation of fire building inside her.

"Just around the corner my dear" Ned said with a smile.

'Lord, give me the strength to wait just a bit longer! I feel like I'm this close to losing control like a lion in the wild!' Ned thought as he moved back and placed BOTH of Selma's nippled in his mouth before sucking.

"OOOHN~! Ooohmm God, hmmm yes Ned, suck me harder be rough" Selma said as she bit her lower lip and her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head thanks to how Ned went to suck his nipples and make sure to swirl his tongue around it, they were getting erected in the process.

'Rougher, huh? How about this?' Ned thought before biting both of her nipples at the same time!

"PRAISE THE LORD!" Selma screamed, tightening her legs around Ned more as she nearly came from the bite.

She knew he was letting him dominate her right now, after all she wanted to see what Ned was capable of doing but honestly the way she felt thanks to him? It made Selma think as if this was her first time with a man.

'Forget Jesus being the perfect man, Ned is the perfect man!' Selma thought as Ned pulled off both nipples with a POP!

"I can't hold back anymore Selma even a man of god such as myself needs to release some pent up energy" Ned said, removing his glasses.

Sensing and excited about what will happen next, Selma gladly unwrapped her legs from Ned's waist and let him move back to set his glasses to the side before he reached for his pants.

She watched as she slowly removed his belt and then took off his pants, her heartbeat ran wild as she saw something only his wives had seen before and it was beyond her imagination.

'Holy fucking shit.' Selma thought in shock, awe, and arousal beyond all reasoning.

"If you like what you see, I can see how you can make it even harder," Ned said with a smile before staring deeply into her chest.

Seeing his intent and desire, Selma nodded as she switched places with Ned again. Allowing him to sit on the bed while she was on her knees, sandwiching his sickness between her breasts.

Seeing his intent and desire, Selma nodded as she switched places with Ned again. Allowing him to sit on the bed while she was on her knees, sandwiching his large dick between her bountiful breasts.

'Holy damn~His manhood is so big and hard, its like im rubbing a rock between my tits, but one that is warm and throbbing'

Without even thinking, Selma began rubbing her breasts against his cock and lubing it with her sweat as she teased the tip with her tongue.

"hMMM~" Ned moaned in delight "Your really good at this Selma"

"Heh, lets just say I am used to a big man"

That was half true since none were as big as him. But that just made her want this even more, savoring and sucking on his large tip for as long as she could before he came!

Ned grunted before grabbing her by the hair and THRUSTING his whole length onto her mouth, his own hips starting to move.

'Forgive me, Selma but I'm so close!' Ned thought as he grit his teeth.

And without any warning, he busted a fat NUT straight onto her face!

*SPLASH* *SPLOSH* *SPLUSH*

Thick shots of sperm flowing out of his balls and squirting at their target with no mercy.

Selma had never been grateful for her rather wide neck because it was perfect for gulping down such a giant load of cum!

'Sweet Jesus! How much does he have?!' She thought in awe.

Ned groaned before sighing in relief as it came to an end "Ooooh...man that felt sublime"

Selma moaned with a full mouth, slowly pulling off his cock as she swallowed the last of his loud.

"That…was…a FEAST!" Selma said between huffing breaths.

Ned blushes at that "S-Sorry for that but glad you like it? Hehe"

"More than like it. I LOVED it, Neddy. And I'm still hungry for more!" Selma said, removing the nun shall from her head.

"Oh really? And what pray tell would you like for dessert?" Ned said, getting into the play.

"Cream pie. Lots and LOTS of cream pie." Selma said sensually.

'Hopefully this stud knows what sexual innuendo is.' Selma thought.

"You came straight to the source then, if you want to get filled up with my secret sauce"

'Secret sauce? Come on, Ned! She's talking about sexual desserts!' Ned chastised himself.

"You came straight to the source then, if you want to get filled up with my secret sauce" 'Secret sauce? Come on, Ned! She's talking about sexual desserts!' Ned chastised himself.

Selma smiled "I have a big appetite, so let's see how much you can offer me"

Ned smiled at this as he showed his strength and picked up Selma in a flash, making her yelp in surprise as he then set her back on the bed.

"Your order is my command, gorgeous" He said, looking deep into her eyes as his member twitched, ready to hammer her insides.

Getting on his knees and on the bed, Ned moved down to hover over Selma as his member twitched while just inches from her pussy.

"Ready, my sweet?" Ned asked, looking her in the eyes.

"Ready, my stud." Selma said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"That's good because since you are such a tough gal, I can go as hard and fast as I want right?" He told her with a smile, being one inch away from humping.

"Right.~ Now stop waiting and just GIVE it to me already!" Selma said before kissing Ned deeply.

'Hmmm~As you wish.

Ned thought before he moved his hips back and then *THRUST!* He went for it in one go.

"MMMMMM!" Selma moaned loudly into the kiss as she felt her life flash before her eyes.

Even getting strange flashes of a potential future with Ned, Rod, Todd, Ling, and herself with a pregnant stomach?!

'Ooooh God his cock feels so good im basically hallucinating now, get a hold of yourself Selma, show him how much of a woman you are'

Refocusing on reality, Selma tried to match Ned's hips as he thrusts back and forth with a calm yet intense rhythm.

Selma bit her lower lip trying not to moan too much as her man made sure to pound her the way a woman like her deserves, her eyes almost rolling up her skull but she persevered.

Ned on the other hand was in Heaven like never before, feeling Selma's pussy clenching and sucking on him unlike anything he experienced with Maude or Edna!

'Oooooh Lord~What is this? It's so intense and different, its like im being pulled in'

And yet Ned loved every moment of it, moving his hips without thinking as he slowly began going faster.

"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Oooh~" He moaned.

Selma wrapped all her limbs around him, her toes curling and her fingers clawing into his back.

Even a guy like Ned could be a savage in bed when he wanted, just like every hot blooded man he wanted to pound that sexy woman to kingdom come.

This woman was going to be his wife! One that God WOULDN'T take from him! The ass was too good to let him take it away!

'Sorry God but FUCK YOU!' Ned thought as he moved one hand to grope Selma's right breast.

"Ooohhh Sweet Jesus!" Selma felt a jolt of pleasure strike her body again as her man started to be rougher with her, grabbing her every sensitive body spots.

Her tits, her hips, everywhere!

"OoOoO Fuck! Yes! Yes Ned! Fuck me~Fuck me harder! Dump that baby batter deep inside me!"

"Oh! You're really sinful now! I'll gladly keep fucking the devil out of you!" Ned shouted, roughly pinching Selma's nipple as he kissed her neck.

'Ooohh God~I'm gonna cum! Fuck fuck! You're so good at sex for a saint man' Selma thought to herself, her body heating up.

'God, Jeus, and the Holy Ghost, bless this woman with my seed as I take her as my final wife!' Ned thought.

With that said and done his balls clenched up as he grunted one last time before thrusting inside her like a piston! Unleashing rope after rope of cum.

"HOOOOOOOOO!" Selma moaned loudly, almost singing like an angel as she almost crushed Ned in her arms and legs.

No man has ever made her feel like this, if ever! When she was younger and in her prime, this was otherworldly! She felt like having multiple orgasms as her man filled her up to the brim her womb could handle.

A few seconds later, the rush had faded as Ned's hold cum ropes came to an end and he slowly pulled his rod out of Selma's pussy.

She was breathing heavily while looking at the ceiling, her hands roamed around her stomach, feeling just how much he had pumped inside, it felt unreal.

'I feel like I'm already 7 months pregnant.' She thought as Ned laid on the bed next to her.

"Phew..." He breathed in relief, hands behind his neck "That felt amazing Selma, it's like a weight was lifted off my shoulders"

"T-Thank you, Stud. I-I feel the same, despite how I am right now." Selma said with a small giggle, nuzzling into Ned's shoulder.

"Do you think we should tell your family what we are now?" Ned asked.

"Yes…eventually. But for now…let's just enjoy the rest of the evening." Selma said, slowly falling asleep.

'I can't wait to see how that fat bastard reacts to this.' Selma thought with a silent chuckle.

-Two months later-

Ned Flanders was just finishing making breakfast, arranging plates worth of eggs, bacon, toast and coffee all the while he was whistling.

Why was he in such a good mood, you ask? Because today was a big day. The day his fiancé, Selma Bouvier, would fully move into his home. As well as Patty, Ling, and their pet lizard, Jub-Jub, but Ned didn't care. The more, the merrier as they say.

"When will the truck be here, dad?" Rod asked, excited to have his new mother, aunt, sister, and pet to move in.

After all, it is not like he was gonna deal with all of it himself, she would make sure to help him too, everyone would be one big helpful family.

"Anytime now son i'm sure of it"

"I can't wait to see my new mommy and auntie!" Todd said, clapping excitedly.

"Don't forget our new little sister!" Ned said as he sat down at the table. "The lord has blessed our house a lot lately."

The air horn of a car was then suddenly heard outside the house,like they were predicting the conversation. Ned, already feeling eager like a child on Christmas, went to see.

And so were his actual children!

"That's mommy's new car!" Todd said.

"She's here for breakfast!" Rod said.

"And maybe more, boys! Let's go and welcome her!" Ned said, quickly drinking his coffee and standing up.

"And here I thought you would only have a few dates and some fun but here we are," Patty said, helping her sister get out of the car.

"I can't believe it either but the doctor said it was a miracle." Selma said, being careful with her stomach as it was a bit bigger than normal. "Pregnant at my age. And with the best man in town as my fiancé."

"Which reminds me. When is the wedding again? I wanna give the fat boy a countdown clock to his despair." Patty joked as she helped Ling out of the car next.

"Trust me, me too. I want to see the reaction on his face more than anything, but we gotta go slow and take it easy for now no need to rush"

"You're two months pregnant, you're getting married next month and we're moving into his house today. We're already rushing." Patty said with a grin.

"Where's papa?" Ling asked, looking for Ned.

"Already calling him that now?" Patty said with a smirk "He must be a good example"

"He sure has." Selma said before the front door of Ned's house opened. "And speak of the saint…"

"Mommy! Auntie!" Rod and Todd shouted as they rushed to hug the Bouvier twins.

"Hey, boys." Patty said, hugging Rod with one arm.

'Sure feels weird to have those kids calling me mommy, but maybe I get used to it and teach them a few things' Selma said before hugging Todd "Sup champ"

"Howdy doodly, my lovely future wifey." Ned said, kissing Selma's cheek. "I didn't expect you all here too early but the lord blesses us in mysterious ways."

"That he does. And I figured it would be good for all of us to have breakfast together before the truck arrives." Selma said as Patty looked next door.

'Here comes the lard ass.' Patty thought with a grin as Marge opened the front door of her house.

Selma notices this and smiles evilly "Say how about you guys go inside? I gotta say hello to my new neighboor heheh"

"Okay, mommy!" Todd and Rod said as they rushed back inside. "Well make sure breakfast won't get cold for you!"

"I can also take Ling inside for some food too." Ned said, offering to take the youngest Bouvier.

"Great idea." Patty said, giving the youngest Asian baby to her new father.

Selma then casually and slowly walks towards the fence like she doesn't want anything, just carefully looking at Marge and Homer, about to drop a bomb.

"Selma? Patty?" Marge said in surprise.

"Why hello there little sis, how are you and the fatso doing?"

"None of your business and what the hell are you doing here? Marge didn't say you were visiting or that you would be assaulting Flanders!" Homer said.

'Not that I mind.' Homer thought.

"Well, we actually came for two reasons. Seeing Ned was just one of them." Patty said, patting Jub Jub in her arms.

"And what is the other reason anyway? Besides looking fatter" Homer said with a laugh.

"Homer please, be nice," Marge said.

"No, Marge. Let him laugh. It'll be the last one he experiences for a WHILE." Selma said, grinning widely.

"A while? What do you mean?" Marge asked, confused.

"Because… … … …Ned and I are getting MARRIED!" Selma shouted as she showed off her engagement ring.

"MARRIED?!" Homer and Marge shouted in shock, the former much more shocked than the latter.

"YOU AND FLANDERS?!" Homer screamed.

"That's right. He proposed to me two months ago when we were dating." Selma said with a nod.

"And before the wedding, he asked Selma and I to move in with him and his boys to be one big happy family." Patty added as the moving truck pulled up. "And perfect timing, the moving truck is here."

"Oh my god." Marge said with a hand on her heart.

"B-B-B-But that means-!" Homer was cut off as Patty and Selma nodded.

"That's right, fatso. We're gonna be your neighborinos from now on!" Selma said.

"And Ned is going to be your brother-in-law!" Patty added as they both laughed.

THUD!

The shock and horror from this news had sent Homer into cardiac arrest, and he collapsed on the ground.

Selma smiles lovingly at that scene "Ahn...that's the good stuff. Almost as good as smoking ten cigarettes a day, what a rush, am I right, Patty?"

"Yep! You better call the fat guy an ambulance though, Marge. We would do that now but...we are oh so very busy with the breakfast we are about to eat with Ned." Patty said with a smirk.

The twins turned and left their younger sister, beginning their new lives at 744 Evergreen Terrance.