A New Day, A New You part 3 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 3

... job fast, one that pays well,” I tell her in an anxious voice. “Whoa when did you quitting college have to do with Kori getting pregnant? Yeah it’s rushed but we can ask for some help with your family,” Matty starts and I cut her off. “More help, we’d have to ask for MORE help. I’m living off of everyone else’s work and now instead of trying to cut back on depending on everyone else to bail my ass out you want me to just keep asking for more,” I tell her standing up and facing a sitting Amazon. “Yes, they’re family and it’s not like you’re a walking shitbag. You need to accept the fact that this is happening and you’re a part of it just like the rest of us. Now as for the money shit are you really sure you’re not ready to be a father because the rest of us are pretty sure you’re the only one who is worried about that point,” Matty tells me standing up and taking me by the shoulders. Yeah me a dad, now well I got six months to figure that one out. Speaking with my parents had one major outcome, we had to move and my mother and Mom have been by more than once to be all sorts of motherly. Best thing to happen during this massive transition of back aches, cravings that make no sense and constant doctor visits is my Dad and Mr. Delauter joining Mother and Mom on the trips. The two of them started with helping me cope at first and then moved me into the getting ready stage so that I’d be prepared mentally. My social life outside of my wives was kind of light and sporadic so as I’m ...

... sitting in my criminology class listening to a lecture on ‘who knows what but it’s on the test’ I get a phone call that blows up my phone in the middle of class. “Mr. Donnelly bring me the phone and put it on speaker so we all can hear what is so important that it broke into my lecture,” my professor, Mrs. Garcia, orders and everyone chuckles as I accept the call while walking up to the front. “Guy its Imelda. Boy you need to get to the hospital Kori is in labor right now,” my Latina fire goddess says excitedly into the phone. “Wow, thanks for making that awkward Mrs. Garcia,” I tell her before rushing back to my seat and grabbing my coat and book. I took Black Sunshine with me to school today and I’m grateful I did because I arrived at the nearest hospital to Kori, the one across town damn near in enough time to find out that my wife, my first wife, hasn’t delivered yet. She has however started contractions and when I take her hand to hold it and reassure her she damn near breaks mine. I remain standing and prevent as much damage as possible as I try to remind her of her breathing. “Baby remember the breaths,” I say before mimicking the coaches we had. “You do that shit again I swear to god I will yank out an IV and stab you somewhere vital,” Kori growls and I feel a little afraid for once. After that contraction she apologizes and we go through the basic checks and I take in that this is really happening. Kori is starting to sweat from strain after the first half hour and I ...