Becky is swinging on a swing at Finn's home.

She wasn't particularly invited, but she didn't care. She had some business to attend to.

Once he returns home, Finn is startled to say the least to see her because he knows he didn't invite her. His wife surely didn't invite her either.

For a moment he doesn't know what to do. Should he pretend not to see her? Should he storm up to her and tell her to go?

He thinks about both, but no. He simply walks over towards her and gets on the swing opposite of her.

"Hiii, Finn" Becky greets him in a nonchalant and flirty manner.

"Becky" he raises a brow back at her, "what are you doing here?"

"So questioning. I just came to see you that's all" she smirks a little, "is that so bad?"

"My wife is home. You know this. This isn't the best time" he dismisses.

"I know she is. She doesn't seem to like me very much" Becky tapped her chin, using her feet to move her a little back and forth on the swing.

"She was looking at me all funny when I was just going for a walk! Away from your house. While she was on her way back to said house the other night" she switches her smirk to a small smile.

"She doesn't know what we do. She's suspicious of you. She's always been" Finn states before sighing. It should have been obvious though.

"She should be! You fuck me still" Becky smiles a little more, "she wouldn't like to know that would she?"

"Can you lower your voice?" Finn gestures for her to do, giving her an overt expression.

"Chill a little, it's not like she can hear me. If she does what is she gonna do slap me? You know how many wives have slapped me before?"

"How many wives of people you've slept with willingly knowing they were in a relationship you mean?" He snaps at her a little, making her giggle.

"No. I don't sleep around! You say that like I'm the one asking to see you nightly while my wife works a good hour or two away" she leaned her head back with another giggle before moving back up and looking at him.

"Sasha is married. She is my friend. She is also a wife and she has slapped me before. Don't think so deep! That's why I never come here to talk. Just to do" she winks, squeezing her legs together a little.

He rolls his eyes, "I want you to go. I think you've seen me enough for right now. If you come back, won't you make it a reasonable time?"

"Speaking of deep" Becky ignores him and jumps off the swing a little before walking up to his side of the swing.

"Remember when you screwed me in that slide?" she pointed behind her but kept her gaze on him, "or in the bed you share with your pretty wife?"

"That was pretty filthy of you, Finny" she lowered her voice and bent down in front of him.

"Don't look in my shirt unless you wanna do it again" she smirks more, "don't you want that? Don't you wanna fuck me again?"

Now he started to get frustrated with her.

"Listen to me. I don't know what you're actually trying to do or why you're here—"

"I'm here because you have a wife but you continue to fuck me! While I can stop, I'm not the one who'd have to deal with the consequences now would I? So what is it my business?" she pouts at him, standing back up completely and crossing her arms, "I only have one question really"

"If I answer it, will you leave quicker?" he grips the chains of the swing tightly, getting more frustrated but not quite mad yet.

"You wanna see me all the time. What's with the sudden change of heart? It's cause you'll get caught this time right?" She once again starts to smile.

He goes to speak, but she cuts him off,

"What's so magical about my pussy that hers doesn't have? Are you just used to sticking it deep in me so much that you keep coming back for more?"

"Rebecca—"

"Don't you have a baby on the way?? And another child already preparing for elementary school?" She raises her brows, smirking as she spoke.

"Don't—"

"Is it just because you like something more about me than her? Do you like the way I dress?" She took a step back as she noticed him stand.

"Isn't this skirt so cute?" She turned around, "look at how it sways. If this were any other day, you'd have me on this swing for all you care, isn't that right?" she teasingly swayed her hips at him.

She pressed her lips together with a bigger smile as she felt one of his hands raise up and hug around her neck.

"Oh...what're you gonna do, squeeze? Or do I have to beg you to like always? That won't help you, but it'll be great for me" She chuckles at him, moving her own hand up and patting at his calmly. Not fazed in the slightest.

"You have a lot of nerve" he chuckled back at her, not squeezing but his hand somewhat threatening to as he repositioned it.

"You're on my back right now when you have a girlfriend?" he questions, getting a groan out of her.

"Do you mean Pam? She isn't my girlfriend. I want her to be. She likes me and I like her. How did you even know that? I didn't tell ya!" she pouts her lips out a little.

"What are you jealous? Keeping an eye on me? You're getting awfully violent with me right now" she leans her head back to look at his face, winking at him again.

He rolls his eyes at her gesture, "There's no reason for me to be. If you want me to stop so bad, you should stop coming when I ask."

"You should stop asking!" She just laughs at him, basically right in the face since her head was still back before she tipped it up straight.

"The last few times, I had some hope that you would stop asking me. Do you not realize how wrong this is of you?" She raises a brow, turning around to face him and comfortably standing with her chest pressed onto his. His hand not moving.

"Before you say anything else" she raised her finger to her mouth, using her other hand to push his hand off her neck and down her chest.

"I'm no saint in this situation either, I know. Not in the slightest, but you're far worse than I. I did this at first cause I didn't care, and I still wanted you. Now I'm just a 'slutty' ex who's enjoying watching you flush your perfect little life down the drain" she spoke, "call me crazy if you want"

"As long as the both of us keep our mouths shut, that won't be happening" he dismisses again.

He really didn't want to be thinking about that right now.

"Mhmm. What would you do if I told you she knows 'bout this already?" She pops her brows up.

"Well, she doesn't."

That, he was sure of. Anytime besides right now that they did anything, she was away. Far enough away.

"How do you know that? Maybe she's staring at us right now. With your hand alllll on my chest and your face inches from mine, crying her eyes out" she smiles again before laughing once more

He broke the strong and discontented stare off her face and looked around, his expression changing only slightly in worry. Then relief not seeing anything.

"She isn't as far as I know, I just wanted to see the look on your face" She laughed again, shaking her head, "it was really funny to see"

"Was your intent to come here and sabotage me, or what?" Finn retorts, a little on edge cause she said it wasn't true, but how was he supposed to believe that? He just needed her gone before his wife did see.

"No. You just..shock me" she smiles, "you suck too. This is where I would make a joke but I won't" she took his hand off her chest and took a step back now.

"All I wanted to do was talk. Was that so difficult? I'm gonna leave now. You're not gonna ask me back here to engage in such unholy acts unless we're both randomly single one day, capeesh?" she winks, spinning around.

"Oh, and by the way" she stopped her feet after walking a little bit away from him, "you should probably turn around" she looked behind her back to him.

Finn furrows his brows at her and doesn't do that for a moment before finally looking behind his shoulders.

The color drained from his face as he watched his wife standing on the porch of their home, starimg daggers at him as if he'd just hit her with one.

Becky hovered her hand over her mouth with a louder laugh than the other times before, "like I said Finny" she turned her head back and began walking away again,

"I don't have to deal with the consequences."
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I literally wrote ALL of this today off the top of my head
Idk where tf this inspiration is coming from but I am not complaining
The swing bit was based off a dream I had last night
Anyways I hope you like ahaha