My Sexual Training

I was 15 when my father remarried 5 years after the death of my mother (cancer). He was 39 when I was born and my mother 37, so I was their only child. Home schooled and kept secluded from the world till I was 9 and then sent to boarding school on my mother getting very ill. Brought home just before she passed away to say goodbye and then back to the boarding school. Rarely seeing my father at all, then home again to meet my stepmother after the wedding and then back to school again. Finally returning home to start at university, chosen by my father and the one he had attended. I was to stay at home and go to the university a 20-minute car trip away. Just over 3 years later at 23, my father's health was failing, too much smoking and drinking. Which meant he was now actually living at home mostly now. So, I'd more contact with stepmother then I'd before and she was nice looking and had great figure, especially in a swimsuit. She was 52 then and being sexually neglected by my father. But she had to put up with it because of the marriage prenup. Then she realized her stepson nothing that special looks, was the answer to her lack of satisfaction. As my father was unable to meet with the university and discuss my progress, she would do it for him. So, she started at first just meeting with university and reporting back to my father. But she then saw an opportunity to satisfy her desires. I wasn't active dating girls at all and was still a virgin. Which my stepmother decided to change herself, her chance came when my father went into hospital for a couple of weeks. She and me were almost alone at home, only the housekeeper was living there besides us. The other staff came each day, and the housekeeper slept very soundly. We would go and visit my father for several hours each day he could've visitors, some tests left him unconscious. We then we would've stayed home, but my stepmother decided to use these occasions to her advantage. She made a booking at motel quite near the hospital using my name and card. I was quite used to doing as told and she said I had to learn about male female interactions. It was during a break in my studies, she chose the motel for 2 reasons it was well away from areas we were well known and also close to the hospital in case we were called to the hospital. Arriving at the motel room, told to get naked and shower with her. I was shocked but undressed anyway and joined her in the shower. She had sex with me, and it was quite awkward experience for us both. But the second fuck was a bit better, and she continued her sex lessons with me I improved each time. By the time my father got released, I was much better, and she would get alone mainly at night. When my father and the housekeeper asleep and I was her go to lover. We regularly had sex, and I was still a one-woman lover, no other partners. My father's health was getting worse (lung and liver cancer) and he suddenly passed away heart attack. Now free of her prenup and quite comfortable financially, she left to enjoy her newfound freedom. Even the housekeeper retired, so I sold the house as it held no real interest to me. Free of my father's grip you could say, working in my chosen career. Not really needing to work but filled in my days. Now living in an apartment building and not dating at all. My life changed when a young woman started working at my workplace. I wasn't just a worker I was a partner in the business via my inheritance. The new girl was quite shy and like me had no close family. I felt comfortable around her and not threaten by herself assurance like I was with other women working with the business. I was okay in business interactions, just not personal interactions. I decided I needed a retreat somewhere I could get away too, so I bought a 5.5-acre island, already had a house dock and was setup to suit my needs. Only thing lacking was a woman to fuck, my stepmother had already remarried. Second choice the new woman, she needed her job, and I felt superior when with her. Using my position I'd her join me on my island and I seduced her. Which is my preferred way of saying I pressured her into having sex with me. Everything went as I'd wanted. Only made one mistake, I didn't take any precautions. I'd never had to take precautions with my stepmother and just forgot to take any with a much younger woman. She didn't get pregnant, not learning from the near miss. I continued taking no precautions with her and her made my assistant also moved her in with me in my apartment. Of course, my luck didn't last, and she got pregnant. I could've got her to get rid of it, but I didn't as I realized it was my chance to be a father. So, I married her instead and now 5children and 11 years later I'm quite happy with my wife and children. I still own the island and sold the apartment for a house on acreage and became a silent partner in the business instead of an active one. My wife enjoys her life married to me and is quite confidence in her own abilities to tell me about her view on anything in our family life
or our plans for the future. It was her decision to stop at 5 children not mine.