Living Rough

I was living rough, not because I couldn't find a place. But because I had and was living in the building, an old warehouse and I was cleaning it up to renovate it into apartments. Living on site made it easier I had a shower and toilet and hot water and with some appliances I made a kitchen with a refrigerator I was all set up. I was removing everything that wasn't being kept and selling what I could and dumping the rest. The building was secure, and I wasn't in a big hurry. But was progressing faster than I thought I would be, with old drums I burnt rubbish which help heat the place in the winter. I wasn't dressed to impress and looked like a bum, had a couple of run ins with the police. But they come to know me and what I was doing and that stopped them bothering me again. But I caught the attention of 2 women who thought I was a like them living rough. They noticed I had access to the old warehouse and thought they might join me staying there as the shelters were almost always filled. I'm 44 single and very well financially, I was making a Seachange for myself. The women 45 and 27 a mother and daughter had lost their jobs then their rental and were doing spot work and wanting a Permanant base. Instead of moving shelter to shelter or camping under the bridge and seeing me coming and going from the old warehouse. They asked me how come I had access and I said I was cleaning it up, not that I owned the place. Once they knew I was working and living there, they asked did I want company. My first thought was to say no and then as it started snowing and it was a little late to get into a shelter. I agreed for them to stay that night, call it Christmas spirit or whatever. I fed them my usual feed beans and hotdogs and let them pick their sleeping spot. They showered and seeing my old washing machine and dryer asked would I mind them washing some of their clothes, I said go for it. Next day they left to find work and I kept going with my work, I left later in the day to get food for that night and got barbeque for a change enough for us all. They returned around 530 and I said they could stay the night again. That was how it was for a week, and I stocked up as Christmas was only 2 days away and I wasn't going anywhere. They had become fixtures in the warehouse, and I wasn't concerned with them staying with me. They were no trouble and we got on very well, Christmas eve we had a little party and had a threesome. Their Christmas present to me for letting them stay, but it wasn't just the once. It became regular for them to share my bed and by the end of January we were in a full-blown relationship, the 3 of us. They knew by then I owned the warehouse but not how well off I was, and we were in the relationship before they knew I owned it. They had already stopped looking for spot work and were helping me clean up the warehouse. In February the daughter missed her first period and then the next in March and was then confirmed as pregnant by my doctor. I took the simple solution and married her and celebrated on the wedding having threesome with them both. We had been altogether from the start fucking and just because I'd married one, doesn't mean I had to stop fucking the other. By June the warehouse was ready for conversion, and we stayed there still living at the rear while front was done. Just before our son was born, our Permanant apartment was ready for us. All sharing the same bed and having regular sex together, as each apartment was finished it was leased and there was a waiting list for each of the apartments. When all was done it was it was perfect security gates to allows car to come and go and garage places for each apartment. Another building across the street was available and I bought it as well, so we started the whole process over again. Except we lived across the street and not on site, but with my wife and her mother help we hired the down and outs to assist us. Paying them better than spot work paid and so we had plenty of help and allowed them to camp on site. Once finished same process to renting the apartments and had already got another building and on we continued, only exception was my wife was pregnant again and would have us a daughter. My mother-in-law suggested we build a shop in the new project are there none, close by. It was finished first and she runs it with my wife, it's a great success right from the start and we now employ 3 staff to assist them. Also, we have built less expensive apartments to house our now fulltime workforce. The area was called the dead heart of the city and now is seen as a great place to live. The city has converted a building to an emergency hub they call it. With police and fire brigade stationed there, as the ambulances are private companies they aren't there. Bigger companies are buying up properties and it hard to find an empty place that isn't being developed. Security for the shop isn't important as the emergency hub is right next door and the shop is open 24/7. We're relocating to an apartment in that building. once an upgrade is done, my wife's idea as there is a park close by to it and it will be better for the children. She is trying for our third child now and we're putting in the effort to succeed.