Entitled

I was brought up to be entitled to anything I wanted, being told as we were rich, we could have anything we wanted. I was a bit too quiet a person for my father, not as outgoing as he believed I should be. I was polite and didn't get upset over having to wait a short time. My father then started to believe I must be gay and that was the last nail in the coffin of his failing marriage. Blaming my mother for me being gay and she saying he wasn't man enough to produce a heterosexual male offspring. Neither wanted anything much to do with me either, my main use was to be used to blame the other for supposedly being gay. But neither had thought too hard about my upbringing, both were too busy to bother with me growing up and I was left in the care of a nanny till I was old enough to go to boarding schools. The English nanny was with me in my formative years and had taught me respect and patience. Things my parents never thought about or practiced themselves, so those taints took you could say. Making me the person I am, so at 15 neither parent wanted custody of me, and I was left in a sort of legal limbo. My father died in a car accident when I was 18 (2019) and my mother was very ill with lung cancer and the pandemic finished her in August 2020 and so now alone with some relatives who I hardly knew. They weren't interested in me and so I didn't seek them out. My father in his quest to toughen me up, had sent me to military schools. But I had learnt many things and well trained in the martial arts. Also, I had lost my virginity to the school matron, as I didn't go home in the holidays. A horny mature women taught me how to please her, I did date girls, and my father never knew. So, going to university as an orphan, but I hadn't had parents for most of my life anyway. At university I met a nice girl who was struggling to pay her way and work to support herself. We became friends and lovers, and I got her pregnant. I married her, solving all her problems straight away, no financial problems anymore. I bought a house near the university for us, and her mother (widow) moved in with us and kept the house and would care for or son. As a family unit we were very tight and kept to ourselves which led to me fucking my mother-in-law. Passed being able to get pregnant and with the approval of my wife. I must admit I did feel I was entitled to fuck my mother-in-law. I regularly fuck her still and have her join her daughter and me regularly in our bed. Every night to be honest.