"Well they're just big hot dogs," I said returning the smile.
"Oh no they're not," she said kissing me before I dialed my mother's number.
After quick conversations with our mothers I turned the game on. It was only the second inning yet but the Dodgers were already leading 2 to 0. In the break between innings I ordered us a pizza for dinner and brought us back drinks from the fridge. The game was going fine and we built a nice lead as I tirelessly answered Cassie's baseball questions. She surprised me by remembering almost everything we talked about at the two games during the trip. By now she recognized some the everyday players and was starting to learn the pitching staff. The hardest part was trying to explain why our best pitcher only started every fifth game but we saw the same relievers two days in a row.
Everything was going great until the seventh inning where two Dodger errors led to a five run inning that tied the game at six. It would have been comical if it wasn't so disgusting to watch. I had suddenly lost my appetite and laid my pizza down on the table. For her sake I managed to hold in the barrage of curses I normally saved for just such an occasion but she could tell how much it had soured my mood. Cassie stepped away to use the bathroom and returned with our Dodger hats. She said if my hat was lucky then maybe hers would be too. Literally seconds after she sat down wearing the pink hat that made we want to tear her clothes off, the Dodgers hit a homerun to reclaim the lead. I leaned over to kiss her and thanked her for being so smart and wonderful. That ended up being the last run of the game as the Dodgers won to maintain their two game lead.
Cassie needed to go to bed soon with work early in the morning after the late nights all weekend. I said I'd help her unpack before bed but she made me stay in the living room until she had a chance to hide an early Christmas gift she'd picked out for me with help from my mother and sister. When she called me into the bedroom she had changed into her tiny Dodgers outfit and giggled when I called it her get lucky outfit. Of course anything she wore was her get lucky with me outfit.
I came back from my before bed trip to the bathroom and found her in bed already still wearing her Dodgers clothes. It meant she wanted a good night's sleep so I left my boxers on and climbed into bed kissing gently as I wished her sweet dreams. After a few nights on my single bed in LA she was all over me even though there was plenty of room on this one. Cassie had always loved to sleep close to me and I'd certainly never complain about having her body pressed against mine. Watching my sweet Canadian girl sleeping like a beautiful angel, I relived every moment of our trip to LA and murmured a quiet thanks for the warm welcome she received from my family.
The next morning I must have slept right though the alarm because I didn't wake up until Cassie's kisses made me stir. She always had an apologetic look on her face whenever she woke me up but there was no better way for a night of sleep to end. I was just starting to respond to her kiss with my lips when her hands began tugging at the waistband of my boxers. Lifting my hips I let her take them all the way off and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to adjust to the light as she took off her Dodgers shorts.
Having woken up moments ago my cock didn't have a chance to get hard yet. Cassie wrapped her hands around my soft cock and gave it a squeeze. The feel of her hand on it got my blood flowing immediately. As it grew she began stroking it slowly at first until it became stiff enough for a rapid jerking. Her fist flew up and down the length of my shaft until it was fully erect and then stopped as quickly as she had started. Throwing the blankets back out of the way she let me look at the delicate pink lips between her legs as she climbed aboard me for a ride on my cock.
Cassie was so anxious to fuck me that she didn't bother to take off her skimpy matching Dodgers tank top. It had ridden up a little to show off her new navel piercing and fit like a second skin around her full breasts. I thought she looked incredible in it and would be happy if she wore it to bed every night from now on. Her nipples were erect making my hands itch with the urge to touch them but I was afraid it would give her the wrong message and she'd take it off. I kept my eyes glued to those perfectly shaped breasts but placed my hands on her legs to keep them occupied.
The inside of her pussy was warm and wet as she took me deep over and over again. It was a snug fit without being so tight that hurting her was a worry and I knew just how hard she could take it now. Jabbing my cock up at her I watched her try to control her cry of passion as if my mother was still just down the hallway from us. In a loud voice I reminded her we were alone now and could screw as loudly as we wanted to, at least until Lei came back and we had to show some restraint again. Cassie grinned down at me looking breathtakingly beautiful as the joy of sex with her husband filled her.
"Fuck me Dickie," she whispered.
"What was that?" I asked smiling at her. She was still quiet when it came to dirty talk, blushing profusely whenever I whispered into her ear during the heights of passion.
"I said fuck me," she said in a slightly louder voice with narrowed eyes. Our weekend of covert sex had left her feeling extra aggressive the morning after we got home.
"Speak up sweetie," I said holding her hips down to keep her from riding me. She struggled for a few moments, pushing my hands away only to watch helplessly as I put them back where they were.
"Please fuck me," she said in a normal tone of voice and I relented with a rapid thrust of my hips. Her smile was short lived when I stopped soon after but a light had already gone on inside her head. "Fuck me," she said grinning wickedly as the not so secret words got her exactly what she wanted. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she grunted as I drove my cock up into her harder each time. "Kiss me," she said but my sex-obsessed mind didn't register the difference until she sat down suddenly with all her weight on my hips. "I said kiss me my love. Kiss me," she said in a warm sultry voice.
"I love you so much Cassandra... Helene... Kellogg..." I said sitting up and kissing her deeply with each name. She might still officially be a Dumont for now, but here in the privacy of our own bedroom she was all Kellogg. She ground her hips against me as we kissed. The shirt that had turned me on so much earlier was in the way now as I longed for the feeling of her skin against mine. No sooner had I started to lift the shirt, than Cassie reached down and tore it off her body to resume our kiss. Her hard nipples and warm firm breasts pressed into my chest as I turned her over onto her pillow.
"Okay now fuck me again," she said giggling at my quickness to comply.
There was no feeling in the world that compared to making love to the woman I loved with all my heart. French kissing her as we frantically screwed each other, I had to stop and laugh when her tongue kept stroking the new stud in my tongue. Cassie laughed right along with me and threw her arms around my neck in one of her patented tight hugs to bring my lips back to hers. Banging her sweet pussy with one deep thrust of my cock after another I felt a tingle run though my groin that announced my pending orgasm. With just light touch on her slender waist, I let her know how close I was and she responded by spreading her legs a little wider in preparation to receive my cum.
Often Cassie was so close herself that all she was waiting for was the first spurt of warm semen that would trigger her own orgasm and this was one of those mornings. Gently removing her arms from my neck, I pushed them into the bed entwining my fingers with hers. Her lips didn't say fuck me anymore but her eyes were screaming it as I drove my cock into her. Gritting my teeth in effort to please her and prolong my orgasm at the same time, I continued with the deep strokes into her willing body. When I could take no more I let the cum flow from my cock in huge blasts that made Cassie scream in the pleasure of her own orgasm just a few seconds after mine had begun. Our eyes locked in a lust filled gaze as we came together marveling at how much pure ecstasy we could give each other.
Hoisting her into my arms when the strength had finally returned to my body I collapsed to the bed again with her on top. She kept telling me she loved me over and over again as we shared one intense kiss after another. I wished we could stay in bed forever making love for an eternity but I could settle for the near daily occurrence. For every day we missed, there were a handful where we screwed so many times we lost track. Our relationship was full of passion from the start but since our secret wedding our mutual desire had become insatiable.
Cassie's eyes were full of regret when she gave me a final lingering kiss before climbing off my body. The cool air against my wet prick was an immediate reminder that I wanted her again already. I watched her gather her clothes and rush off to the bathroom naked, in danger of being late for work. As much as she loved me, Cassie was dedicated to her job and I was sure she missed the kids so I let her get ready for work alone, saving my hunger for more sex until she got home. Crossing my fingers behind my head I stared at the ceiling fantasizing about the woman who had consumed my life in every way imaginable. The sound our alarm clock interrupted me a few minutes later and I looked at the time realizing I hadn't slept though the first alarm at all. Knowing she'd woken up before the alarm horny for my cock brought a pride filled smile to my face. It occurred to me that this meant there was still plenty of time for her to get to work yet and I leaped out of bed racing to join her in the shower for round two.