A New Day, A New You part 10

Guy: almost two weeks after the date/birth night

“Seriously Katy had a boy,” Stuart says as we’re talking on my phone,” Okay your day was a shit ton better than mine.”

We’ve been catching up; with me working on Steven’s problem and then new baby business I’ve been a little busy and needed to check in on my protégé. I like what I’m hearing about him putting things on his own term and making others work to what he wants within reason. He’s also making real friends, well more or less. We talk about little things, like my new son, and big things, like my new son. Yeah I’m kind of in the moment right now but I still ask about his life, he’s on course to graduate and when he brings up spring break I’m all for him going out and doing everything but catching an STD. Stuart however has a different plan.

“I’m gonna be around the college actually,” he tells me and I’m a little disappointed in him,” there will be people here still, not everyone goes away and maybe I’ll get with Stephanie and make something of the week.”

It’s his call and I won’t turn him against his own planning, he is however getting better about knowing what he wants. I end the call with my protégé and return to the party already in progress. It’s not a party like super loud music and alcohol, hell it’s not even with singing and carrying on like a birthday. This is my family getting together because there is a new baby. Loretta and Mark Sr. flew up from Texas and grabbed Gwen along the way for this and my family, Mom and Dad along with Liz and Kyle, have come over and everyone is taking time talking about family. Literally that’s the only conversation, kids, finances, income, family business. I almost want to drag the men outside and talk about sports but I let everyone have their time. I watch as little Neal is passed around randomly to whoever wants to hold him and then I watch as Liz is holding my new son with a major level of Auntie mode. My wives are happy, my children are happy and my son is currently outing me for my position as Katy’s breast sucker. I will reclaim that title at a later date boy. At some point in the hours that pass the children are off playing outside or something while some of the adults have wound down. Kyle and Liz have gone home taking my niece with them and I notice that while Esmeralda is with her mother in the living room I have three of five children missing and my father. I think for half a second then quickly and quietly head down to the gym. There is my father on the weight bench as my boys throw kicks into the air practicing. They have their full pads on, Dad is being protective but its Christy who is standing at the heavy bag tapping it with her hands and feet like nobody is watching her. It’s Connor who makes a mistake.

“Christy you can’t play with that, it’s not a toy and you’re a girl,” my boy gets the words out of his mouth and that’s when hell breaks loose.

Christy, my bright little ray of sunshine with ginger hair and her nice dress on tackles her brother hard and begins slapping him while he’s on the ground. He has a head guard on and is balling up but it’s when Murphy tries to help by pulling her off that I see way too much of me in my daughter. He grabs her arm and she turns grabs him back before shoving him face first onto the mat. I watch her use the head guard to hold him down and her fist goes into the air when I clap my hands once loud enough to gain everyone’s attention.

“HEY,” I snap and now all eyes, even Dad are on me a little nervous,” Connor and Murphy get over here now.”

My boys are quick to get up but slow to come to their father, I’ve been this mad before but right now I’m two steps away from breaking into the no spanking policy that we have tried hard to uphold. Both my boys are staring at me nervous.

“You will take those off right now,” I point at their pads,” then you will go upstairs and report to your mother.”

I’ve seen someone face his death with fear but this is different, give me death but don’t give me upset Mom. They take off their pads and head up stairs and I turn my attention to my father.

“Guy calm down, it was a bit off color…,” Dad aka Grandpa is trying to save his grandbabies.

“Dad no, mentoring them on fighting is one thing but you just let that happen without saying anything,” I state not happy in the slightest.

“I’m an old man dammit,” Dad I half joking to get me to lighten up but sees my reaction isn’t a good one,” You need to lighten up, this isn’t a world ender.”

“This from the man who stood there and full on punched me in the face when I was thirteen because I needed to know better. No you can step out now,” I order my Dad from my gym.

I watch as my father leaves and I pull my shoes off and step on the mat where Christy, sweet loveable Christy, is petrified as I’m standing there in front of her.

“Go get your mother now,” I tell her quietly and hear her run out.

I sit and put my knees on the floor and kneel waiting for the fallout, this is my fault. I’m quiet and waiting as I hear two sets of footsteps and wait to hear someone speak first.

“Daddy I’m sorry,” Christy says and I turn around to address her.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it Christy,” I get the words out and Rachael is quick on me.

“Guy what are you talking about, she had a blow up,” Rachael wants to start and I stop her.

“She took down both, not one but both her brothers. She wailed on Connor after a full tackle and then when Murphy attempted to stop her she threw him on his face and was going for a kill shot,” that pair of words has Christy in tears,” before I had to intervene. This wasn’t a blowup this is now a serious problem.”

“Guy she has a temper just like you, no what happened isn’t right but you tell me what we’re looking at to deal with this,” Rachael asks and I sigh.

“I’m looking at three groundings,” I get the words out and now my child is in tears.

“Christy honey you go upstairs and tell Mommy Kori I need her down here now,” Rachael says to her daughter quietly.

I don’t address Rachael right now, she’s calling in back up and I know I’m going to get outnumbered if it comes to it. Kori is down stairs fast and Rachael stops her to explain what was said between us and my recounting of what happened. Kori takes a seat in front of me and I see she’s in a mood.

“Okay so the boys are practicing with your father when Christy goes off and proceeds to take down both of them and they need to be grounded,” Kori asks and I nod, it’s basically what happened,” We’re not doing that.”

“Excuse me,” I reply and the rage is perking.

“You heard me just fine Guy Donnelly, we’re not grounding the children. I’ll handle the boys because that comment was not appropriate and Rachael will talk to Christy about her anger. Yes it was bad but this is why you train them,” Kori informs me and I about to spit fire.

“I don’t train Christy, Christy has had temper problems before and this is a culmination of me not taking a harder line on it,” I tell Kori who shakes her head.

“The decision is what needs to happen and if you want to start teaching Christy you can but we’re moving forward and that’s our decision,” Kori states as Rachael nods in agreement.

“Then I’m out,” I tell her standing up and moving past the two of them head upstairs.

Family is calmly trying to handle the situation with the boys and Christy while Dad, Mom Loretta and Mom are all in a small meeting in the dining room as I head to the garage keys in hand. No bikes today, I’m in the mistress and watching the garage door begin to open see Imelda knocking on the window.

“Guy get out of the car,” she tells me and I don’t even look.

Irish temper versus Latina temper, it’s a grudge match that has never been settled but as the garage door opens she moves in front of my car and stands there with her hands on her hips waiting. I know she’s daring me to move the car and I’m pissed off enough to do a lot of things, run over my wife isn’t one of them. Cut the engine and step out of the car, she smiles a little bit but not when I drop my keys and walk past her and down the driveway.

“Guy walking away isn’t fixing anything,” Imelda says running up and cutting me off.

“Neither is being told that my word isn’t worth anything in my own fucking house,” I swore and children could be nearby, rule broken there probably.

“Kori and Rachael are more than a little bit upset and I don’t know what was said but I know the kids are freaking out and now their father is mad and leaving. Is that the image you want to leave them with,” Imelda says stopping me in the driveway.

“As opposed to the image of their father being a fucking eunuch because his word is overruled by his wives at all times. Where when I finally decide to exert some authority in a very bad situation I’m told flat out no and that there will be no punishment,” I state my point and Imelda is paused at my point.

“Okay well I’m not taking your balls away first off; second if kids were fighting then we need to do something now. I’m not saying grounding for 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 this feels like movie night,” I point the boys out and they slowly stumble out past the assembled family.

Christy is up on her feet and staggers to me before falling, literally falling, into my arms and shaking. I hold her for a moment before holding her in front of me.

“Christy you never fight family, you never hit family. That is rule one,” I tell her and she nods,” Did Mommy Kori and Mommy Rachael get in an argument with me?”

“Yes Daddy,” my girl answers quietly.

“Did mommy hit me,” I ask and she shakes her head no,” Did I hit Mommy?”

“No Daddy I’m sorry,” Christy is about to cry again and I put a finger under her chin to get her attention.

“Baby I know you are, so is Connor and Murphy but never again,” I tell my baby girl and she nods,” Now go talk to Mommy about getting some pads for training.”

“Wait what,” Rachael has a word to contribute.

“You didn’t see her take down, I mean my boy was good with some practice but she’s going to be amazing,” my Dad says and I shake my head at his words.

“She needs control, either she gets it in here or we go with groundings. I’m opting for training,” I tell her standing up.

It calms down in the house more or less, I’m not super pissed off but I am however a little edgy as family leaves and when I put the kids down I get apologies from the boys and a big hug from Christy. Esmeralda is quiet and just happy I didn’t forget about her in the whole chaos of the evening. Katy and the wives are up in bed as I sit in the living room and decompress, small amount of stress for the day. The kids are in bed, my wives are in bed and I’m sitting trying to relax when I hear footsteps on the stairs. It’s not long before the silence is broken.

“Are you coming to bed Guy,” Kori asks curious.

“I will later, just winding down,” I say not looking at my wife.

“Mad at me,” She asks moving next to my chair.

“Frustrated, years and we haven’t had many problems but you decide to throw the numbers game in my face when we swore there would be one team, our team,” I tell Kori and she sighs at me.

“You were one end of the spectrum and I thought you were going to talk to me about it. I screwed up and pushed too hard. I never wanted to drive you out of the house,” Kori says moving to her knees next to my chair.

“Yeah well you don’t listen to me, you don’t talk to me, you make sure I’m listening then you tell me what you want,” I tell her and she grabs my hand.

“That’s your anger talking and it’s very one sided, stop being angry and just feel. I was wrong I admit that but what you wanted was harsh, the boys will be sore tomorrow but they’ll want more, Christy is going shopping with Rachael for some gear because she wants to prove she’s strong like Katy. It’s better now and will be better once you breathe and think, it’s what you do best,” Kori says and clarifies,” Thinking not breathing though I’m glad you do that too.”

“She was on fire, I mean at her age I had trouble keeping my guard up but she’s fast and throws everything at her target,” I tell Kori who snickers.

“Gee I wonder who that reminds me of,” Kori replies with a smirk on her face.

“Yeah well I’m going to go lay down,” I reply standing up and heading for the guest bedroom.

I head down to Stuart’s old room and step inside, the bed is made and I close the door mostly before sitting down on the bed. It takes less than a minute for Kori to follow me into the bed room with a look of concern on her face. My wife has on a long purple pajama top, the kind that teens would wear with shorts but I know she doesn’t have shorts on or a bra as she follows me in with a concerned look on her face.

“Baby come up stairs, no punishing yourself by sleeping separate,” Kori says and I look at her a little mad, well not really mad but in a mood.

I lower my head and hear the door close before Kori moves over to me and gently takes my head in her hands. She’s so soft and warm as she pulls my face to her breasts. I am a little grumpy still from being shut out earlier but memory is taking over and I smile before looking up at her.

“I remember the first time I actually thought about asking you out,” I tell Kori who gives me an interesting look.

“Really, this is a story I haven’t heard,” my first wife says with a smile.

“You were staying over one night and I wasn’t quite with Heather yet and I heard you talking to Liz about me. Someone was interested because you saw me without my shirt somehow,” I remind her and she thinks for a bit.

“Yeah you were working on this hard body you keep and I peeked in the gym that your Dad kept to see what the big deal was,” Kori says smiling.

“Well I heard you talking to me with Liz and that’s when she royally shut us down. She was flat out on the ‘no dating my brother’ policy,” I tell Kori who is now on her knees in front of me.

“I thought about jumping you in bed that night,” Kori says undoing my pants,” why don’t we have sex?”

“We do have sex,” I remind my wife as I help her get my pants down.

“No we make love, I like it a lot don’t get me wrong but you never give it to me like you do Imelda and Katy,” Kori says and I actually give her the ‘really’ look,” I’m serious why don’t you fuck me?”

My wife has me out of my pants and boxer briefs and in her hands giving me a good stroking as I stand up. I have Kori’s head in my hands as I push the head of my cock into her mouth, I’m half hard and she takes me down to the base easily but I hold her head and work the back eight inches in and out of her mouth while keeping her head still. I haven’t been like this with her in a while but she’s enjoying it as I keep fucking her face gently.

“Finger your pussy Kori,” I tell her and watch her hands move down to her crotch.

I move her head and my hips faster feeling her moan on my cock, years together leave no gagging but she is giving it to me wet. I can see her arm moving a little faster than usual when I feel the back of her throat and hold there. It takes a bit and she flexes her jaw a little and I pull out as we laugh lightly.

“I got used to that before we graduated,” Kori informs me as I stand her up and stop her from taking her pajama top off,” Honey but I like naked time.”

“I’d make love to you naked but we’re not making love are we,” I tell her moving around to her back.

I guide her to the bed and watch her crawl on top of the blankets and give her ass a little shake teasing me. My response is moving behind her and flipping up the bottom of the long pajama top and pulling her panties down off her ass. I left my pants and shorts on the floor when I see the perfect target and lay a smack on her right ass cheek. Kori yelps since I don’t really slap her ass at all and I rub the tender spot before smacking it again. I see she has the blankets in her hands as she rests on her elbows and knees. I keep her knees together and rub my cock head against her slit slowly before gripping her hips and slamming the length of it deep inside her. Kori squeals a little as I pound into her hard and deep. I grip her hip with one hand and grab her hair with the other pulling back as she tries to lower her head to the bed, I can see her biting the blanket a little as she moans from my onslaught. She’s wet and I can hear a light sloshing noise as I pound away pulling Kori into me at the same time. Another smack on the ass has her groan at me.

“Fuck me, oh fuck me,” my wife groans a little louder than usual.

I haven’t pounded her like this in years and looking down I get an idea, a pretty wicked one as I spit down her ass before wetting my thumb with my mouth. Kori seems oblivious to all but the pounding I’m giving her until I push my thumb against her asshole, then she’s very aware of what’s happening.

“Guy what are you doing,” Kori asks a little panicked.

“Well you said fuck you like Katy and Imelda,” I tell her and she becomes very quiet.

I slow up my pounding a little as I work my thumb slowly against her asshole till finally I get in to the first knuckle and Kori squeaks at the invasion. I resume pounding her keeping her hair in one hand as I hold my thumb in place up her ass. Pounding her like this is new for us both since I’m breaking in her asshole with my thumb but she’s not crying out, I keep up the pressure and finally get my whole thumb in her ass and the grunt that comes out of her mouth is long and loud. We’re slamming into each other and I feel my orgasm coming hard and fast, Kori is grunting and shaking when I cum and that’s when we are both surprised as she squirts onto the bed. I fill her up as she collapses on the bed and I catch my breath pulling my thumb out and letting her hair go. Both of us are breathing heavy as Kori rolls out of the wet spot and I move to the floor to avoid sitting in it entirely. I chuckle and Kori moves to the floor and begins to laugh with me before we’re both surprised with a knock on the door. I grab my pants and pull them on quick before hopping up and opening the door a crack while Kori hides. I am staring at my sons, Connor and Murphy who look a little concerned.

“Dad we heard something,” Connor says quietly.

“What did you hear,” I ask concerned for my sons.

“We think it was a ghost,” Murphy says looking around.

“A ghost,” I’m a little confused and they explain.

“We heard noises, like moaning and squeaking. It’s wasn’t upstairs so we came down here,” Connor informs me as I hear their mother making sure she’s decent,” Dad what’s in there with you?”

“Your mother and I were making up from our fight earlier,” I tell my sons and they look at me confused,” we were having a tickle fight.”

“Aren’t you supposed to tickle fight in your room,” Murphy asks a little confused.

“Yes but the baby is in there, we can’t keep the baby up with ‘tickle fighting’,” Kori snickers a little.

Both my sons understand now and their mother joins me in the doorway to put help put them back to bed, the whole time watching their mother keep behind me till they are in bed. We head to our bedroom and clean off in the bathroom before we crawl into bed. We get a couple looks and I get pawed at by Matty who is strong when she’s tired and I’m being cuddled to bed and sleep. The next morning is Monday and we get the children off to school when Rachael steps past as Kori and I are sitting with Katy and baby Neal in the living room.

“So does anyone know why they love me fellow wives and husband,” Rachael says and we look at her confused,” Because when people have wild sex and leave cum, male and female, all over the guest bed I’m the nice one and I clean it up and get the blankets in the wash.”

“He got you to squirt,” Katy asks surprised,” Girl you never really squirt.”

“She did last night, it was almost like when you go off,” Rachael replies as Kori is red faced and wholly embarrassed.

“He put his thumb in my butt,” Kori mutters and both my wives cackle,” It’s not happening again for a while that’s for damn sure.”

We feel good and relaxed, infighting settled and no bridges burned. Katy is super tired even a couple weeks after the birth and as I worry Kori reminds me how she was in naptime mode for months when she wasn’t taking care of our sons. I will keep an eye on this but generally I smile as things are doing better than okay, things are really good.

Stuart: Wednesday same week

Last couple of days before spring break and it’s pretty much a free for all with classes, some teachers are assigning work and others are giving reading assignments. Even well paid teachers want to spend a week doing nothing job related I guess. I’m more than caught up on everything and get back to my dorm room to find that we have a guest as Stephanie is sitting on the couch talking with Richard who is standing leaning against the refrigerator. Both smile as they see me and I actually don’t feel bad seeing the two of them together.

“Hey guys what’s going on,” I ask closing the door.

“Well she came over to see you and I was keeping her company the right way for a change,” Richard says cracking a joke at his own expense, I laugh.

“Yes well Stuart it’s time,” Steph says and I take a second to figure out what she’s implying.

“We’ve been over this Steph and I’m not ready yet, I know you are but it just doesn’t feel right,” I tell her keeping in mind I could right now.

“I’ve been waiting and waiting for weeks now and nothing, we get close and you pull away. I’m sorry about what happened I made a stupid mistake and drove you away, literally and don’t tell me I didn’t because if I hadn’t you’d never have gone off on yourself improvement exile and we would be happy and probably living together,” Stephanie has thought about this more than I gave her credit for.

“I’m glad you think about this Steph but I don’t.