Ambiramus Ch. 21

Natalie kissed my cheek before leading her little brother out of our bedroom. Turning to Cindy, she kissed me softly, feeling my erection press into hers, hers poking me in returning. "Young children means spontaneous lovemaking so much more difficult," she whispered, "I love you, husband."

She'd said those words to me every morning and evening since we'd married six years before. "I love you, wife."

"Say it again," she whispered.

"I love you so much, wife."

She kissed me hard, the sort of kiss that would have once led to some great morning sex and an orgasm each. Now we had two young children to care for. Getting out of bed, I threw on a t-shirt as Cindy put on her robe. Nothing like the sexy robes she'd once worn for me, a little more appropriate with kids in the house. Natalie had started on breakfast, Cindy helping her out as I focused on keeping our two children occupied.

"Are we going to see Stephanie and Nanny Laura today, Daddy?" Natalie asked.

"Yes, at lunchtime, sweetheart," I replied, "Your mother, Caroline and your other two siblings should be coming around a little later too."

Megan had fallen pregnant within a year after I'd married Cindy. No, I wasn't the father to either child. Caroline was still capable of producing sperm, though this was only confirmed after a series of tests, ensuring she was fertile enough that a pregnancy would be possible. Caroline hadn't given kids any thought until meeting Megan, taking one or two steps to ensure she could 'father' the children though she and Megan were both called 'Mum'.

"Greg called me last night," Natalie added, pleased to hear my oldest children were now the best of friends, "He'll be joining us with his wife and two children."

His wife was Emily, marrying her not long after both turned eighteen. She gave birth to their first child within a year of marriage. To say they were deeply in love with each other wasn't an understatement. As for my oldest daughter, Natalie was still single, as far as I knew, and I barely heard about any boyfriends. I'd asked Megan, receiving a knowing smile in return.

I was left wondering if my daughter was interested in women but wasn't sure how to approach her father about it. I'd asked the occasional question, Natalie giggling before hugging me, telling me that she was focused on her studies, and that the only man in her life was her daddy.

After we all showered and dressed for the day, I took Emma to netball with Natalie, my younger daughter loving to play the game her older sister had once spent years playing. Ever the supportive father, it was mostly mothers around me as we watched a gaggle of five-year-old girls barely listening to the instructions of their coach, Natalie giggling away, aware that she'd looked the same at Emma's age.

Returning home, Emma needed a wash, showering with her older sister, who helped her get nice and clean, before we chose a gorgeous little dress for her to wear. Getting down on my knee, Emma cuddled me tightly. "Love you, Daddy," she whispered in that soft little voice of hers. Natalie would join the hug and whisper the same words.

Even after all these years, it nearly brought me to tears. Having another little girl to dote on, Cindy just called me a lost cause.

Heading over to Laura's house for lunch, Stephanie opened the door, carrying our daughter in her left arm. Kissing my cheek, I walked inside with my two youngest children, Laura appearing from the kitchen, immediately lowering herself as I released them. "Nanny!" they cried, Laura taking a child in each arm.

Stephanie cuddled me as I tickled our daughter. "How are you, Steph?"

"Wonderful as always."

She was doing wonderfully well. A loving mother, a successful career, and... That's when my sister wandered out of their bedroom, Stephanie handing me our daughter, before she shared a soft kiss with my sister.

Yes, together they had discovered their bisexuality and both families were delighted. A little strange my sister was intimate and in a relationship with Cindy's, but they were happy together and no-one wanted to stop two people who clearly loved each other. Cindy looked on approvingly, wrapping her arm around my waist as she gave her niece plenty of attention.

Heading outside, making sure the children were in their swimwear and had things on their arms to ensure they didn't drown, Cindy, Stephanie and Jane disrobed, Cindy looking fantastic in her bikini as always, Stephanie in a one-piece, my sister in a two-piece. The latter winked at me, smacking her bottom, before blowing me a kiss.

"I love how she just teases you nowadays," Laura stated, laughing away, "I've always told her that I don't blame her for all the feelings she had and probably still does have. You're a good man, Mark. You married my youngest daughter, gave her a family, while also helping my other daughter with something she desired."

"It was the right thing to do, Laura."

Greg, Emily and their children arrived soon afterwards, with my parents following them rather quickly. The barbecue was quickly fired up, sharing a beer with my father as always, Greg now old enough to drink and join in with the old men conversation, mostly discussing the footy season that recently finished. As usual, the team we supported sucked all season and we didn't make finals.

Our other friends were invited and were soon arriving. The two bozo's I worked with arrived, immediately with beers in hand, hovering around the barbecue, full of bad advice when it came to cooking the meat. My father laughed along, shaking his head, calling the three of us blockheads. He wasn't wrong.

Alexa and Cass arrived arm in arm, still showing off their newly minted wedding rings. No-one was surprised when their living arrangement turned into a full-blown love affair. Their wedding had been a fantastic affair. Cindy was the Maid of Honour for Alexa, while Stephanie and Jane were a bridesmaid for each of them. As for me, I walked Alexa down the aisle first, with Cass then walked down the aisle by Georgie's father.

Alexa still loved to tease the hell out of me, but when everyone saw her with Cass, their eyes were now only for each other. It was beautiful to see.

Melanie and Georgie arrived, both having undergone gender reassignment surgery within the past couple of years. They were delighted to have gone through with the final transition. Melanie was now married to a delightful man, a divorcee with two kids who absolutely loved her. Georgie was engaged to be married, hoping to have a summer wedding within a matter of months.

Finally, Emma arrived with her girlfriend, a delightful young woman who was totally head over heels in love with her. She was an utter delight, full of life and joy, and we loved hosting Emma and her girlfriend for dinner at least once a month.

"Not a bad life, is it, mate?" Mike asked.

Glancing over my family and friends, I had to nod in agreement. "Not too bad at all."

"Anything on the horizon?"

"No. Cindy and I are blissfully happy in our home with our kids. Greg's happily married with his family. Natalie loves living with her father while she attends university. All our friends are happy and healthy. Things will change, we're all getting a little older, particularly our parents."

After eating, the kids quickly returned to the pool while couples either joined them, sat on the edge, dangling their legs in the water, or they'd find a seat in the shade or inside. Taking one of the comfortable chairs under the large umbrella, Cindy sat on my lap, looping her arms around me as she rested her head against my shoulder.

"This is what I always dreamed about," she whispered, "My husband, our children. Family and friends around us. Everyone happy to be here and with each other. Nothing but love in the air otherwise." Kissing my cheek, she whispered into my ear, "As soon as the kids are asleep tonight..."

"Does my wife need some attention from her husband?"

"God yes," she replied.

"Okay. Once the kids are asleep."

It was a fun afternoon, eventually joining the kids in the pool, Natalie spending a lot of time around her father, being as affectionate as ever. Emma copied her sister, wanting daddy to carefully thrown her around the pool, landing with a squeal before demanding I do it again. As the warmth faded and the sun slowly started to set, people started to make their way home. Friends and loved ones exchanged plenty of hugs, Alexa teasing me as always when she hugged me, joking that we could run away together if I gave the word, quickly adding that Cindy would be invited.

I was the last to leave with my family, Stephanie, Jane and Laura seeing us off at the front door. Hugging them both, I gave our daughter plenty of hugs and kisses before I hugged my sister-in-law and then my sister. "Stephanie is talking about another child, one we can raise together from the moment she or he is born," she told me quietly, "Might need another discussion with Cindy."

"You know she'll do anything for her sister. We'll talk about it when it's time."

Arriving home a little later, the two youngest were already asleep, carrying them into our house and their rooms. Trying to put two small children into their pyjamas while they're asleep always leads to muffled laughter, my son not waking up for a second, but Emma did wake up enough to demand hugs and kisses from Mummy and Daddy.

"Love you, Mummy," she whispered, "Love you, Daddy."

"We love you, sweetie," Cindy replied, "Sweet dreams."

Natalie wasn't ready for bed and old enough to drink. Cindy opened a bottle of wine, sitting next to our oldest daughter on the couch, sitting myself to the other side of my daughter as she cuddled into me. Cindy smiled at me, leaning against Natalie, much to her amusement.

"I love living here with you," Natalie said softly, "I miss Mum and Caroline though I had to live with you for a little while before finally going out on my own."

"I know she misses you too, munchkin, but she understands why at the same time. We do live much closer to your university, and considering you don't drive, it's just better for you."

Natalie enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine before heading to bed. She might have been eighteen but still wanted daddy to say goodnight to her. Waiting until she was changed and in bed, she giggled as I sat next to her as she sat up to hug me. Cindy sat down and hugged her too.

"I didn't want you to grow up," Cindy whispered, "But you're a beautiful young woman, Natalie. I love you."

"I love you, Cindy." Hugging her again, she added, "And I love you, Daddy."

"See you in the morning, munchkin."

Closing her door, Cindy took me by the hand, leading us to the master bedroom. Shutting the door behind me, we'd stopped locking it as kids had nightmares and other issues during the night. It meant we had to keep underwear on but didn't put a stop to our love life.

My wife and I made love for at least an hour, slow, soft and tender, enjoying the sounds she made when going down on me, the adorable noises she made when I returned the favour, and the gasp that escaped her when I slowly sank my cock inside her.

"Fuck me," she whimpered.

Those were the only words she said until she was ready to cum, the whimpers she made increasing in volume, her moans and groans also getting louder the closer she got to orgasm.

"Cum in me," she moaned, "I'm gonna cum too, baby."

"I'm close," I warned her.

She came hard all over herself before I growled, kissing her to cover the noise I made when I came, feeling her fingers press into my back as her legs wrapped around me. I kept pumping until long after I'd emptied myself, my cock only softening a little later and I finally pulled out.

"Been waiting for that all day," she whispered before we shared a soft kiss, "Can't remember the last day we didn't make love at least once."

"Got to keep my wife content and satisfied."

"You do more than that, handsome."

After a quick shower in our en-suite shower, we returned to bed, putting on underwear, Cindy not wearing a bra but wearing one of my t-shirts and panties. Cuddling into me as always, wrapping an arm around her in return, we lay in silence for a while, not needing to fill the silence as I just savoured these quiet moments with my wife.

"I loved today," she finally said, keeping her voice light, "All our friends and family. But it's these moments that I love the most. In the arms of the man I love, knowing our children are safe and sound in their beds, knowing that we love them to bits and our lives are as devoted to them as we are still devoted to each other." I heard her sniffle before adding, "You gave me everything I wanted, Mark."

"It's been one hell of a journey so far. The best day of my life was meeting you, Cindy. Each day since then that I've shared with you has been a little bit better, every single time."

I felt hot tears fall on my shoulder, turning to give my loving wife a soft kiss, turning onto my side to hold her tight against me. "Thank you, baby. You always know what to do."

"You're my wife, the love of my life, the one I will grow old and grey with."

Resting her head against my chest, she sighed. "Grey or balding, I really don't mind. You'll always be handsome in my eyes."

"As much as I'll always find you beautiful."

Lifting her eyes to mine, she smiled before kissing me. "You tired?"

"We have two little children. I'm always tired though not of you, sweetheart."

Giggling, she gave me a gentle push. "You're so bad sometimes."

"I just love making you smile or laugh."

Cuddling into me again, I felt her sigh and get comfortable. We fell into relaxed silence again before she whispered, "I love you, Mark."

"I love you, Cindy."

"Same thing tomorrow? Bright and early, fun filled day with our kids?"

"I can't wait."

"Me too. Goodnight. Hopefully we won't be woken too early."

"Goodnight, sweetheart. Natalie will look after them for us like always."

"Hmmm... Maybe some morning nookie?"

"I don't think they'll understand what a sock on the doorknob would mean."

She broke out into giggles again. "Probably not. If not in the morning, tomorrow night again. Got to keep the streak going."

"Definitely."

She was asleep before I was, constantly moving so as much of her body was pressing against mine. Stroking her back, I kissed her cheek before whispering again how much I loved her, before I allowed myself to finally fall asleep too.

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A/N - Thanks to everyone who has commented, sent me feedback or added any of these chapters as a favourite. Hope you've enjoyed the story. It ended up being something very different to what I first envisaged. Probably the first series where I can admit to some regret and mistakes, but if at least one person has enjoyed this the entire way through, I can be content.

I have other series either ongoing or planned to start in this category. There will be a mix of realistic transgender and fantasy futanari stories. If you follow me, something else might catch your fancy in the future.

All the best and thanks for reading,

UltimateSin