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

A New Day, A New You part 8

... pajama shorts and tank top. “You had too many women worried about you mister,” my Amazon starts in then sees my hand,” Is that blood?” “Yes but it’s not mine and I needed to step away. Blowing up in front of the children isn’t something I want to do,” I explain walking to the downstairs bathroom. “Want to talk about it,” Matty asks and I almost snap at her. “No because we’re not talking about it. I made a decision and not one person was listening, you just kept trying to get me to do things your way,” I tell her taking off my leather jacket and washing my hands. “I understand but you know we just have trouble seeing him not take it back like you would have,” Matty tells me moving behind me and rubbing my shoulders,” Who was it?” “Some muggers, one had a knife. I think he’ll live,” I tell her relaxing,” you leave tomorrow for the playoffs?” “Yep, we win the next two and its semi finals,” she tells me and I smile. “We going to get a picture of the family with the trophy,” I ask and she hugs me from behind. “I want a baby after this season, you know that,” She asks and I nod,” And it’s okay with the head planner of everything?” “Honey I’ve been waiting for you to be ready,” I tell her quietly and get pinched for being a butt. “Good because when I come back with that trophy I want two days of me time with my husband,” Matty says before patting me on the ass,” But not tonight I need to keep my strength up. Foiled again but if I needed to get some relief I could, stripping down ...

... and crawling into bed leaves me with Katy for someone to cuddle. I rest my hand on her now filling belly with our growing child, we still don’t know whether it’s a he or she since Katy wants a surprise, but curling up around her as she lays on her side a nice way to fall asleep. I miss my morning wake up to work out however I’m not the only one taking a late morning start as Katy is still in bed with me. I figure the rest of my family is either taking care of the kids or taking a moment after the kids are at school. I begin to roll out of bed and find my arm is trapped. By trapped I mean Katy has it and I’m not allowed to roll away to get up from the bed. I cuddle in when I hear her quietly. “I’m fat and ugly,” my pregnant wife mumbles. “You are not,” I tell her not agreeing with her assessment. “You’re not hard. You used to get hard pressed up against me and now here we are in the morning with you right on my ass, which you used to love, and you’re limp as Jun used to be,” Katy grumbles making a bad reference to our history. “I’m not hard because I get a great deal of regular sex from my five wives,” I begin to counter and she stops me. “Except me because you think I’m fat and ugly. I tried to wake you last night and you wouldn’t move,” She informs me and I am in a state of disbelief. “No you didn’t, I wake up when you try to wake me. Always have,” I tell her and she pouts. “I was rubbing you and you didn’t even wake up or press against me,” Katy continues her pout fest. I’m ...