A Family’s Sex Education Part 1

My name is Sam and this is my story. I’ll give you the background information to get that out of the way. I am 35 years old and have maintained my physique for the most part. I work as a construction contractor so I get plenty of exercise and depending on the fluctuating housing market I have a variable work schedule. My wife, Susan, and I got married young. She was my high school sweetheart. She was a very spirited person and it was her who introduced the idea of swinging into our relationship. We started out with just one person, her best friend Karen. But eventually we broadened our adventure and began mixing it up with some couples. Some we knew, some we met at clubs and some we met online. But then when we were 22 she got pregnant. Since we always used protection with other partners we knew it was mine. We decided to put our swinging lifestyle on hold while we started a family.

Several months later our precious little princess was born. We named her for Susan’s grandmother Rebecca, but we affectionately called her Becky. She was such a cute little baby with very light blonde hair, blue eyes and a cute button nose. A year and a half later we were blessed with Sam Jr. He looked just like me with brown hair, blue eyes and strong features. Even as a baby he looked like a tough little guy. But then two years after that Susan was pregnant again, this time not planned or expected. We thought two children were enough and I had been using condoms when we thought Susan was fertile. But as we all know, things can get carried away sometimes and accidents happen.

During Susan’s pregnancies she was even hornier than ever. But during her eighth month I had a large project I was working on and due to weather and some other factors we had fallen behind on our deadline. So I was pulling 12-14 hour days a lot and seldom had a day off. Susan’s hormones got the best of her and she reactivated her online swinger profile. She quickly met up with a guy behind my back and that is when tragedy struck. She had gone to a sleazy motel to meet this scumbag. After raping her and severely beating her, he cut her throat and then shot himself. Luckily another tenant heard the shot and called 911. They rushed Susan to the hospital but unfortunately they were unable to save her. They were able to save the baby though. I named her after her mother, but usually referred to her as Susie. She was a spitting image of her mother too. She had dirty blonde hair, some freckles and just the cutest smile.

I kept the details of Susan’s death from the children for obvious reasons. We struggled along as many single and widowed young fathers would. Luckily we had taken out life insurance policies on ourselves during her first pregnancy. It wasn’t a huge check, but it allowed me to change up my career a bit and allow for more time off to be with the children. I switched from working for someone to creating my own home inspection business. That way I could set my own schedule. Things eventually improved in our lives and my business became successful. I was even able to hire a few guys to work for me doing the inspections while I focused on running the business. Mostly I worked from home in a home office I built in the backyard.

So now Becky is 12 going on 20. She is becoming a little lady. Already as tall as her mother, who was petite at 5’ 3”, she is just starting her puberty phase. The hormones can give her quite an attitude at times, but for the most part we get along great. Junior is just over 10 years old and a tough little dude. He wants to be just like his daddy when he grows up and follows me around a lot, learning how to do a lot of manly chores. He loves manual labor and so I put him in charge of the lawn care. He mows the lawn and blows the leaves and cleans the pool and loves every minute. And then there is Susie. At 8 years old she is the little princess of the family. She is still in the super girly phase with a pink room full of stuffed animals and Barbie dolls. She wants to be Barbie when she grows up.

I haven’t had many dates since Susan was killed. The murder really messed with my mind and I found it difficult to commit again. The thought of going through a loss again was unimaginable.