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

A New Day, A New You part 10

... life but tears and some pain can be involved,” my fire goddess for a wife who is pulling my brain back into the fray that is my raging tempest. I get walked back inside slowly as Imelda has my arm and is very much on my side for some of this at the very least. My wives are in a very quiet mood, they know that cutting me off is a bad move. Negotiations are something that I am open to but cutting me off and outnumbering me is a big mistake. Katy is holding our new son and immediately hands him to me with a smile. “You try to be pissed off now,” Katy says and it’s not impossible but I will say it’s difficult and I can’t rage out fully. “That’s not very nice Katy,” I tell her and she smiles before turning on the boys and their mother. “Neither is being a couple budding sexist little butts. You think it’s only a boy thing learning how to fight,” Katy asks and now Kori is about to take up arms,” Oh don’t you say a word we’ll be having a talk later about not talking it out with everyone.” “I was stopping him from running over everyone’s agreed rules,” Kori says stepping up. “Actually we were kinda running over Guy,” Rachael says and Kori is a bit grumpy at Rachael. “Boys get your pads on and wait for me down stairs, you two Dad minus the pads. Christy you need to get some shorts on and a shirt because you’re going down stairs too,” I tell the kids and my father who is quick to get the boys downstairs. I hand Neal back to Katy who pulls the rest of the wives aside and I figure they ...

... can talk while I take care of the children. I’m downstairs and Connor and Murphy have their pads on and are adjusting them when I say one word to my Dad who immediately knows what I’m doing, plank. My Dad shows both boys how to get into the position and like a push up in the down position. The boys get into the position when I tell them the bad news. “Now boys you are going to hold that till I get tired,” I say sitting down and watching them. “But Dad you’re not doing it with us,” Connor says stating the obvious. “I know Connor, now hold the position,” I tell them and that’s when the reality sets in. Its shaky limbs in a matter of a minute, as their sister comes down and I turn my attention to Christy who is very sheepish. “Grandpa is going to have you doing kicks on the bag,” I tell her and she looks a little nervous. I let her and Grandpa go over it and he keeps her kicking as high as she can with both legs as long as she can. My boys however fail the plank; I wasn’t remotely tired when I move them to the chair, basically a squat with their arms out so they look like a chair. In all of an hour there are tears, Christy can barely kick her legs and the boys are almost falling down when I stop. I do note that I have gathered a small crowd as my wives are watching in mild shock when I call it and let the kids relax, which ends in flopping on the mat. “Connor, Murphy I ever and I mean in the whole of your lives hear a comment like that again I will make you run. I mean run till ...