Life going Badly.

At 32 single and facing unemployment as the company I worked for was closing down. No reason skills to get me another job none I could do available locally. Even becoming a hooker wasn't an option, already too many. But as I sat wondering about my lack of a future, I was sitting watching TV and it was some old movie I wasn't taking very much notice off. But then I saw a younger woman marrying a lot older man, which caught my attention. As I hadn't been paying attention, I didn't know the story before the scene that caught my attention. But I got the basic story the woman's family was poor and she was marrying the older man to give her a better life and help her family. What happened after that I don't know I turned off the TV. As I had an idea to give myself a better future, as for my family or what was left of them after Covid, they could look after themselves. As they had not helped me and so I started to think how to find a well-off husband. Rich would be better, but I wasn't hopeful of that. Anyway, I started looking for single older gentlemen who wanted a family. Not interested in a fling I wanted marriage and a child to cement my place you could say. Not as easy as you would think, plenty of older single men. Hard to know who was well-off or rich and some real shady ones as well. I finally found my mark you could say a quiet man who was very polite and lived alone. Why him well I saw his home before putting on the list, I was walking to work, and he came out of his home and walked to the library, and he looked well-off. I followed him into the library and the librarian welcomed him by name and now I knew his name. I tried looking him and found very little, but I done some more enquiries and found out a very important fact, he was single never married. Another important fact he wasn't well off he was rich. Inherited from a very family all but all gone now only an older brother and younger family left. The brother wasn't well and was in full time care in a nursing home. So, I had my target you could say and now had only one problem how to get to know him. It turned out to be very easy, his longtime housekeeper was retiring, and he advertised for a replacement. My job also was finishing that week, I applied and got an interview. The retiring housekeeper done the interview not him, but I was dressed like an old spinster, no makeup and not much skin showing and old-style hair style. I was told my employer was a shy retiring gentleman who didn't socialize and kept to himself. I got the job as I was the most restrained to apply. I work with the retiring housekeeper for two weeks before she was satisfied, I was right to replace her. She left November 2019 and I had to take it easy as he was as stated and only time would allow me to get closer to him. But the job paid well and if I couldn't marry him I would've a secure future none the less. Not wanting to alarm him in any way I took it slowly, my first chance to be with him closely was the death of his brother and I'd to accompany him to the funeral. His older brother was 72 and the eldest of 6, my employer was the youngest at 55. I found out from the lawyers he was reclusive because he was very young when his mother passed away and it affected him greatly. That was January 2020 and with the Covid virus starting to be talked about, the law firm who looked after his financial affairs. Suggested I become a live in housekeeper, which suited me and also my wages were increased. Now no rent to pay and living with my meal ticket I was fairly well setup. Of course, I liked him very much as he was kind and easy to get along with. I would walk with him to the library, and we became closer. I now believed he trusted me, and I intended to take easy and progress it slowly. But the pandemic really started, and lockdown invoked, no walks to the library. But I was with him all the time and I had just turned 33 before lockdown started and 3 weeks it started, he had his birthday and turned 56. I quiet affair, but I made him a cake and we had a good time playing chess, he was teaching me. Anyway, I decided to give him a special present, Me and that night I joined him in his bed and after a very awkward start. I fucked him and stayed the whole night with him, I took no precautions and having sex again in morning. I could fuck anytime I wanted, I taught him to fuck, and he taught me chess. I didn't think he could get me pregnant as I hadn't got pregnant as far as I knew at the time. But I continued to sleep with him and fuck when I wanted, he was always willing. After a month or so I realized I was late, no period and on our normal delivery I got test kits for pregnancy. The first show a slight positive and I wait a week and tested again, no doubt this strong positive result. I told him I was pregnant, and he was happy and asked me to marry him. I decided to take a second option, just asked him to look after me and the child. Not wanting to be too eager as there was the law firm reaction to consider. Anyway, they were quite happy with my getting pregnant and said I should marry him, albeit with a prenuptial agreement in place. I agreed and we married, I'm still the housekeeper as I his wife and I run the house no staff employed. I'm quite happy with my husband and children, we've 3 and another on the way. first was a boy followed by twin girls and I'm again pregnant a boy according to the doctors. I been told I should get help with 3 small children and another on the way. But I wasn't sure, but my husband said he wants me too and so we have advertised for a housekeeper. I won't have a nanny that's my job and I've great backup. My husband loves taking care of the children. Most of all I ready do believe I love him and can't be away from him for long as I get very lonely when not with him. That's why I have home births as I can't be away from him.