A New Day, A New You part 10 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 10

Guy: almost two weeks after the date/birth night “Seriously Katy had a boy,” Stuart says as we’re talking on my phone,” Okay your day was a shit ton better than mine.” We’ve been catching up; with me working on Steven’s problem and then new baby business I’ve been a little busy and needed to check in on my protégé. I like what I’m hearing about him putting things on his own term and making others work to what he wants within reason. He’s also making real friends, well more or less. We talk about little things, like my new son, and big things, like my new son. Yeah I’m kind of in the moment right now but I still ask about his life, he’s on course to graduate and when he brings up spring break I’m all for him going out and doing everything but catching an STD. Stuart however has a different plan. “I’m gonna be around the college actually,” he tells me and I’m a little disappointed in him,” there will be people here still, not everyone goes away and maybe I’ll get with Stephanie and make something of the week.” It’s his call and I won’t turn him against his own planning, he is however getting better about knowing what he wants. I end the call with my protégé and return to the party already in progress. It’s not a party like super loud music and alcohol, hell it’s not even with singing and carrying on like a birthday. This is my family getting together because there is a new baby. Loretta and Mark Sr. flew up from Texas and grabbed Gwen along the way for this and my family, Mom ...

... and Dad along with Liz and Kyle, have come over and everyone is taking time talking about family. Literally that’s the only conversation, kids, finances, income, family business. I almost want to drag the men outside and talk about sports but I let everyone have their time. I watch as little Neal is passed around randomly to whoever wants to hold him and then I watch as Liz is holding my new son with a major level of Auntie mode. My wives are happy, my children are happy and my son is currently outing me for my position as Katy’s breast sucker. I will reclaim that title at a later date boy. At some point in the hours that pass the children are off playing outside or something while some of the adults have wound down. Kyle and Liz have gone home taking my niece with them and I notice that while Esmeralda is with her mother in the living room I have three of five children missing and my father. I think for half a second then quickly and quietly head down to the gym. There is my father on the weight bench as my boys throw kicks into the air practicing. They have their full pads on, Dad is being protective but its Christy who is standing at the heavy bag tapping it with her hands and feet like nobody is watching her. It’s Connor who makes a mistake. “Christy you can’t play with that, it’s not a toy and you’re a girl,” my boy gets the words out of his mouth and that’s when hell breaks loose. Christy, my bright little ray of sunshine with ginger hair and her nice dress on tackles ...