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 Family Matters Written by Muffin Stuffer

   Copyright (c) 2011, Muffin Stuffer.  ALL Rights Reserved





   I have four lovely little kids under the age of 6, two boys and two
girls.  They are like every other kid at that age I suspect.  They fight,
squabble, love, kiss, play, sleep and yes even need mom to break up their
squabbles and not let them tear the house down.  They get lots of time outs
and private time away from the other kids.  But, overall they are good kids
and I love 'em dearly.  Yes, I am married and stay at home to cook, clean,
teach and raise my kids while my husband is earning the money for the
household.



   My husband, Jacob, is a wonderful man, and lover.  He is an electronics
engineer in computers and information technology so he is certainly up on
the latest in technology and has a number of gadgets here at home.  To name
some of them, we have web cameras in every room except the bathrooms and
laundry room.  They are connected via our private secure network with
laptops in the major rooms.  My kitchen laptop has all of the software I
need to run the household, schedule appointments, track my fertility, bank
accounts, recipes and other in sundry items I am interested in.  I do have
Facebook and Email.  My phone is the latest Android that helps me stay in
touch with Jacob, my husband when I am out and about.  We also have the old
standard landline phone with portable extensions around the house.



   I think that is the background necessary to give you some idea of my
family and household.  Oh, I keep my thermometer beside the bed with a
notepad to write the temperature and other info on as I wake up.  Sometimes
I barely get the temp taken when Jacob rolls over and makes passionate love
to me.  I have always allowed him to have his way with me.  That is part of
my upbringing to give myself to him.



   When Johnny was born, I was 19 years old and a graduate of the local
Junior College.  Jacob is 23 now and holds a Masters degree in Information
Technology and Electrical Engineering.  I met him at a youth event while on
a retreat with my youth group.  The first time our eyes met and engaged
there was a fire in my loins and a flutter in my heart.  I could not wait
till the session was over to make acquaintance with him.  As soon as we met
I asked him to be my lunch partner.  He took my hand and accepted.  I could
see in his eyes that he had a twinkle in his eye for me too.  From that
moment we were inseparable.  There were two more days of the retreat and we
both revised our schedules to be with each other as much as possible.



   He lived some distance from me and was working full time in a medium
sized company.  We traded email addresses, phone numbers and all that the
first afternoon after lunch.  I knew that my virginity would be lost very
soon.  Oh, I had thought that once before, but never as strong as this
matchup with Jacob.  He and I are of similar faith and upbringing.  I could
not wait to show him off to my parents.  I knew mom would gush when she met
him.  He is 6'5" tall and just under 200 lbs.  He works out irregularly but
eats good and stays fit.  He dresses well but not to GQ standards.  I can
tell he takes pride in his grooming keeping his hair trimmed and his skin
clean smelling.  He does not use heavy cologne or aftershave but he smells
like a man.



   I always dressed casual but I love lacy, frilly, soft lingerie.  I buy
sale clothing mostly and I love to wear comfortable dresses and shorts.  My
desire is to be a lady in public and a nymphomaniac (slut) at home with my
husband.  I like to show off my attributes but not to the extent that I
appear easy.  Jacob must have liked my demeanor, personality and look since
he asked me to be his promise girl two days after we met.



   What's a 'promise girl' you ask?  Well it is a girl that has promised to
not date or see any other man and to devote herself to learning about the
man who asked her to be is 'promise girl'.  It also means that he may not
date or see another girl while the promise is in effect.  Usually, there is
an exchange of rings or a necklace but we did not exchange anything except
a wonderful kiss.



   Our phone bill was sky high for three months, emails flew between us and
my mom gushed when she met him.  Daddy and he got along well the first time
they met.  He and daddy went off by themselves and left mom and I in the
kitchen.  Mom and I talked about Jacob and gave me her advice and comments.



   In those three months Jacob and I laid out our life goals to each other
and I felt wonderful that I just knew everything would work out nicely for
me.  I felt relaxed and fulfilled.



   One day after I had my finals I got home and found a note taped to the
front door.  It was addressed to mom and dad.  I decided I would leave it
there since I didn't recognize the handwriting.  Later, Mom and dad came
home and took the note.  After reading it they shredded it with a smile on
their faces.  I wondered then what was up but it could have been one of
their friends giving them good news.



   We had a lovely dinner and were watching TV.  The doorbell rang and mom
told me to get it.  That was a bit strange but I went to the door.  When I
opened the door there stood a formally dressed man in tails bearing a box
of long stemmed red roses and a gift box.  He asked if I were Lindsey Moore
and I said, "Yes, I am she."



   "I am commanded to bring these red roses to you and after reading the
card you may give me your answer.  Is that clear?"



   "uhhhhhhmmmmm Yeah...  sure..." I replied.  I read the card: "My darling
Lindsey.  I know this is very short in our scheme of things but I have
never been so sure of anything before in my life.  You rattled my bell with
your personality, wit, humor, grace and poise.  And you are smart too.  I
have made some plans and tomorrow I hope to carry them out.  Of course they
involve you.  The man who brought you these roses is my brother.  He has
graciously offered to be my best man at my wedding.  I also have been
working behind your back for a couple of weeks, too.



   Lindsey, I love you with all my heart and I have fallen head over heals
in love with you.  Will you marry me?  Tomorrow will be too soon if you say
yes." {give your answer to my brother...  NOW!!!}



   Well, I reread the card and looked up at the delivery man.  There stood
Jacob in tails holding the largest solitaire diamond ring I think I ever
saw.  I burst out in tears and grabbed him and gave him my answer that was
YES...  Mom and Dad were in tears behind me.



   After a long tongue swirling kiss and tears of happiness he slipped that
ring on my finger.  It fit perfectly.  After everyone settled down a bit,
we had a glass of champagne and Mom dragged me off with her and dad, Jacob
and his brother, Robert, went off to the den.  I didn't see them until the
next morning at the church.



   A limo picked me up precisely at noon.  My hair had been done, nails
done, and I got waxed too.  Mom had made arrangements at her salon.  I
never had been so pampered.  I stood naked now in my bedroom looking at me
in the mirror bare like a little girl.  My breasts were full, nipples
pinked up nicely with some hardness.  Mom came in and began the dressing of
the bride.  It seems that she had picked out the gown based on what she had
heard me say at a fashion show we attended almost a year ago.  It was
beautiful and it fit me perfectly.  Oh there needed to be a little nip and
tuck here and there but it was perfect.  I cried and cried...  A lady from
the salon was there to make me up.  She knew her business too.  I sat there
as she applied the foundation and color to all of my exposed body parts.  I
have freckles across my bodice and she matched them and I was flawless.



   At noon I was walking arm in arm with my daddy to the limo.  It was
luxurious.  The driver was bedecked in his chauffeur garb and hat.  He
drove wonderfully as I chatted with daddy.  He told me lots of things a new
bride needs to know and said that lots of new things would happen in the
next few months and that he would be there for me if ever I needed to come
home.



   We arrived at the church and I was ushered into the bride's waiting
area. Guests were already seated and still arriving.  I wondered how all
this came together in such short notice and without me helping or even
knowing.  I could hear the organ playing majestically some of my favorite
music then a dear friend sang my favorite song.  After she finished there
was a short lull and then the organ began playing the marching music.  I
couldn't see anything until the door opened and I was escorted by daddy to
the rear entrance.  There were about 50 people on both sides of the aisle
and there standing at the foot of the altar was Jacob, his brother and
groomsmen.  On the other side were my best girl friends, some I hadn't seen
in over a year.  All were formally dressed in tuxedos and matching gowns. I
looked at daddy and smiled, took a deep breath as the beginning of the
Wedding March began.



   It was over in an instant as I remember it.  We were whisked out of the
church after pictures to a hotel ball room for the reception with a live
band.  At 5 o'clock, after the cake cutting and such we disappeared to our
wedding trip.  I didn't know where we were going but we were in a car and
on our way.



   We stopped at our first stop and Jacob carried me across the threshold
of our suite.  There were my suitcases all packed with my favorite things
and some new things too.  Jacob undressed me and found a dress for me to
wear.  He helped me put it on.  I left my lingerie on except for my
stockings.  I wanted to be bare legged.



   Two weeks later, we returned from our vacation.  I learned that I could
be pregnant since I didn't use birth control pills and relied on charting
and temperature taking.  I didn't have my calendar with me either.  I knew
I was nearing fertile time the second day.  I was horny and hot.  Our son
was born 9 months later.



   2 years later



   Jacob and I are very settled into our life.  We have two kids now, a boy
and a girl.  I am also pregnant again.  I have sworn off birth control
until I can no longer conceive.  Jacob got a huge bonus from his company
and he was awarded a patent that is being negotiated now.  The patent will
put us on easy street for life.  We purchased a section of land in the
upper Midwest and have cattle, sheep and corn.  Daddy helped us find ranch
hands to work the ranch.  We reserved about 25 acres for us.  It is a
private retreat just for family.  It has all the amenities one could want
and room to grow as the kids grow.  Right now, we have a tennis court and a
heated swimming pool.  As the kids grow they will help with the smaller
kids and teach them things they have learned.  We have an open relationship
and now that junior is potty trained he often runs around naked.  I also am
sans clothing inside the house.  Outside, I wear a cotton dress and I am
often commando, no panties or bra.



   Jacob has an office here in the west wing and it is off limits during
his business time.  I am not privy to his business since my business is
family business; cooking, washing, cleaning, mothering and keeping in touch
with my (our) friends.  Jacob told me when the new baby comes, he will hire
a housekeeper/cook to help me.  I hope he takes into consideration the
nudity in our house.



   I am due in 2 months now and Mom and Dad are here in their apartment
helping me with the little ones and the cooking.  I am as big as a house.
Jacob just told us that a new addition is to be built on our house and that
there will be 2 additional out buildings built to house the new equipment
for the ranch.  Our neighbor to the north has just negotiated to sell half
of his property to us for cash and we get the wild game rights to it too.



   I fear Jacob is taking on too much but he assures me he will keep being
his loving self, keeping his nympho wife happy and pumping out our future
generations.  He took me to bed yesterday and made such passionate love to
me I nearly fainted from the orgasms.  I adore his technique.  He nibbles
the back of my neck and then proceeds to milk my breasts.  I haven't dried
up much since Junior was born as the kids and Jacob keep me milking.  Of
course, I love his nursing me.  It makes my pussy go all a flutter and
ready for his cock.  Two hours later he is spooning me.  His cock has
remained hard and slowly massages my girl parts.  I have orgasmed so many
times I cannot remember how many.  I know he filled me up once and it feels
like he is about to explode in me again.



   As we lay there, now in the afterglow of another tryst of lovemaking, he
told me how much he loves me and that I am his only woman.  Now, I already
knew that.  I just gave his cock another squeeze and relaxed in his
embrace.



   That night I woke up when my water broke and Jacob called the mid-wife.
She arrived just as Donnie poked his head out of my birth canal.  He was a
bouncing 8 lbs and 23 inches long.  He was gonna be a big one and loud too.
He cried without a spank, anxious to get on with his life.  3 hours later
he was nursing at my breast with his siblings helping.  Junior was stroking
Donnie's back as he nursed.  Mattie was nursing on a breast too.  I could
feel she was getting a tooth as it was hurting a little bit.  It was time
for the ambesol for her.



   Mom helped for a couple of weeks.  She spoiled the kids as grandmothers
do and she relished bathing them.  Granddad came to visit and he helped me
while Jacob was off working on the addition to the ranch.  The bank called
and informed me that we got the first payment from the patent and they
wanted instructions on what to do with the $4 million.  I told them Jacob
would get back with them.



   I called Jacob and he said he would take care of it.  I was taking a
soothing bath when daddy came in and washed my back.  He took daddy
liberties and suggested that Jacob may want to do the same with our kids.
"He already does, Dad." I told him.  We have already made plans for the
kids as they grow.  Since it appears that with single births we will have
about 10 kids by the time we are done and then our kids can start having
kids of their own.

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