League of His Own Ch. 12 - Sex Stories

League of His Own Ch. 12

... never had any intention of keeping her maiden name.

Wendy had given me three kids and was the only one to have twins. We ended up having three daughters and she is an absolutely wonderful mother. Hitting her thirties turned up her sex drive to eleven, and I'd sometimes arrive home from training to find her waiting for me, the kids still at school or being kept occupied so I could be dragged to the bedroom so she could have her way with me. I'd never complain.

Rebecca had two children, both boys, and she doted on them something fierce. I did ask her occasionally if she wanted to try for a daughter. She'd smile, state she was auntie to all my other daughters, and that she was happy with our two sons and would focus on them. I think she was hopeful that at least one of them would end up being just like their father.

And finally, there was my mother. Despite all the kids in the household, nothing had changed regarding our relationship. She remained in our home. She remained in her bedroom. And her son was in her bed at least once a week. We still went out on dates. I would happily snuggle with her on the couch. And although she'd been through menopause, she was still keen to be intimate with her son. She was also a wonderful grandmother and was always offering to babysit some of the kids so I could spend time with one of my wives.

After that Grand Final win a few years back, and the subsequent successful Kangaroo tour, it was always going to be difficult to keep ...

... the successful run going. Many sides who have slowly built to a crescendo and finally achieved their goal usually have a hangover. Sustained success is bloody difficult, and even professionals can suffer dips in form, their eyes away from the prize once they've finally achieved the ultimate goal.

We didn't dip immediately. We didn't win the Minor Premiership the next season, but finished in the top four, and improved through the season until we made it to a third successive Grand Final. We played what felt like our arch-nemesis after so many years, the Brisbane Broncos.

We beat them by two points in what is considered one of the greatest Grand Finals of all time, the lead changing half a dozen times until I converted a last-minute try from the sideline.

Winning back-to-back Premierships was wonderful. Very few teams have ever won three in a row, and we never got the chance the next season as we were eliminated in the Preliminary Final. Since then, we've been consistently finishing in the top eight though haven't made a Grand Final since. We've seen players come and go. Others have retired. And when Brian decided to retire a couple of years ago, we knew that things were going to be different going forward.

I was sitting with my family over dinner one evening after pre-season when I cleared my throat. The kids were all at the other table so they probably wouldn't hear what I was going to say.

"I'm going to retire at the end of this year," I announced, "My body is ...