A New Day, A New You part 8 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 8

... by a teenage girl who sees the patches and recognizes, biker daughter. “Hey there, babysitter,” I ask getting a nod,” Paid yet?” “No, Ms. Jackie said she’d pay me when she comes back,” the girl says and I pull my wallet. “I’m taking over but here is forty,” I peel off two twenties and hand them to her,” Head home and relax I’ll take care of John.” The girl isn’t too sure about it but as soon as I step inside she is given all the proof that she needs as a blondish boy comes running in from the back. “Uncle Guy,” is the only words as he tries to drop me and I catch him. “John, Jesus no running tackles anymore you’re too big. It makes me do things like this,” I move in and tickle the boy as he laughs. Our roughhousing goes uninterrupted by the baby sitter who leaves with her pay. John and I talk while I make dinner. It’s now when I can get some real information. “Okay so what’s going on with your mom buddy,” I ask John stirring spaghetti sauce. “She’s been away for a couple days, different people keep coming over to watch me but it’s been three days. Mom said she’d be home when I talked to her but she didn’t say you were coming to visit,” John says sitting at the table. “It’s a chance to visit my godson, why would I not want to visit you,” I ask him with humor. “Cause nobody else visits me,” He says a little down cast. “Grandpa doesn’t come by or Smitty,” nobody calls him by a family title anyway. “No I mean… never mind it’s nothing,” John says quietly. “John you know I’m doing ...

... a vacation this summer to the horse ranch right,” I tell him and he shakes his head,” I’m bringing your mother and you.” “Okay but can you talk to Mom about letting me and her move in with you,” he asks and I stop what I’m doing. “John your mom and I aren’t like that, and I’m married,” I tell him and he shrugs. “You could marry mom,” he replies and I love child simplicity. “Buddy I like your Mom, we’re close but I’m already married,” I try to explain but having five wives and not taking a sixth doesn’t make sense to most adults let alone a boy. “I just want to be part of a real family. Mom doesn’t date and last man she let me meet was dumb,” John informs me and I turn around on him quick. “Don’t call him dumb,” I retort trying to save face for Jackie’s dating pool. “Well he kept trying to ask me if I liked Disney, Disney is for girls,” John bursts out and I counter. “Okay why is Disney for girls,” I ask waiting. “You hear about all the princess with great lives but one boy comes up and he’s poor and abused before he finally gets anything good and that means sucking up to some asshole,” John says loudly and I cut him off. “Language and you have a point but I know your mother’s opinion on language like that,” I tell him and he settles down. Spaghetti is good, we relax and I let him watch TV before making him shower. He’s dressed and in bed by ten which seems late but nothing I can do since I was on a plane for a few hours. I settle down on the couch and check in with the wives ...