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My Story.

"How do I put this?

I think I'm the most miserable man alive.

I'm 60 years old, growing up I was a hard worker.

I grew up in farming country.

I hauled enough alfalfa bales, branded and castrated calves.

Picked potatoes.

Milked cows.

Fixed miles of fencing, If it was farm-related I have done it.

I was a garbage man, not one of those guys that drive up with a truck that automatically picks up the can and dumps it, oh no I rode on the back and another guy and I dumped your cans.

I also did construction, building your houses.

We were putting a wall up and it fell hitting me in the lower back.

I also volunteered at my local fire department. 

I also rode rodeo in my younger days, I liked the saddle broncos.

I stayed away from the bull riding.

In my opinion, you have to have a few screws loose to ride a bull, that or a death wish!

Anybody that will willingly get on a ton of animal with the intent of killing you isn't right in the head.

The reason I tell you these things is that now that I'm 60, I've had surgeries to fix several things.

I hurt from head to toe the doctors say its arthritis from all the crap I did when I was younger.

It's in my ankles, knees my left knee is about twice the size of my right knee.

Lower back combination of jumping off the garbage truck before it stopped, and I had a  wall that fell on me.

Shoulders injured the right when it came out of socket had it fixed once surgically only to have it tear again.

Nothing left to work with to repair it again.

The left one hurts now because of a ruptured rotator cuff tear. 

I've had 3 bones removed from it in a procedure called a Radical Row Carpectomy.

They took out the carpal bones.

That I'm sure is from my rodeo days.

I also have had a hernia operation.

This caused me to start to wet my bed when I sleep.

This has baffled my doctors usually this doesn't cause Enuresis but it did on me.

I wasn't a bedwetter growing up.

Until I hit 56 years old and had the surgery to repair a hernia. 

I've been married 3 times the first wife, she divorced me saying I was too damn ornery to live with.

We had a daughter togeter.

#2 was on her way back from work one night and some asshole that had been drinking at the local bar all day thought he was in good enough condition to drive, he wasn't he hit Beth running her into the river.

She died of not the accident but of hypothermia, it was December right before Christmas.

Wife #3 died about 18 months ago she got Ovarian Cancer she was pretty much gone before it was diagnosed.

Number 1 had taken my only daughter and left me divorcing me several years before she died!"

This is where my life changed. After her death, her brother Rusty ( not Russell but Rusty), his wife had left him.

Out of the blue, he called me and asked if he and his daughter Yvette could move in with me.

Rusty had one of those jobs where he was gone a lot, oil rigs he was gone like two months at a time then home for 3 weeks.

He needed a babysitter for Yvette.

He was family and I was always taught you helped out family.

They arrived I had forgotten Yvette was almost 18 years old.

She looked like her mom.

Blond, green-eyed and compact she was only 5 foot 1 or 2 but at 17 she had a rack.

The last time I had seen her she was 9 or 10 years old.

She had grown and filled out.

You might be thinking what a pervert!

It's just the radical change she had gone through I was 43 years older than her.

Old  enough to do anything about it and way too old to know better to try!

Like I said after one of my surgeries, for my hernia.

I started wetting my bed.

It wasn't every night maybe once-twice a week sometimes three or four never more than six.

I bought good diapers.

I usually didn't have leaks maybe once a month.

Tonight was that night.

After waking at 0400 hours and finding myself and my sheets soaked, I let a few cuss words fly I got in and took a shower.

Lets put it this way I was awake now.

I then had to take my sodden linen to the basement where the washing machine was.

I was trying to be very quiet as this was where Yvette's bedroom was, I didn't want her catching me washing my wet sheets and pj's.

I had just gotten my sheets and things into the washer. 

I heard Yvette stirring and crying, she was letting loose similar language to what I had used.

I heard her coming from her room still cussing about something.

She had her sheets and from the looks of things they were in a similar state as the ones I had placed in the washer myself.

She had wet her bed as well.

Except when she shoved the pile into the washer she saw me and I saw the soaked goodnight she had on.

Uhm she said when she saw me.

Her shirt was wet as well that she still had on.

I saw the trembling of her lower lip, I knew she was going to cry!

I hate it when I'm right.

"Hey, hey whats the matter?" I asked?

"Now you know why my mom didn't want me I'm a bedwetter."

'So what I said I know lots of bedwetters!"

"Who?" She asked through the tears?

"You know that girl on the next block, Cathy or Cassie?

The name escaped me at the moment."

"Cassidy?" She offered?

"Yeah, she used to run around every day with her shorts wet.

In the crotch area.

Her mom is a real witch about it I asked her one time about why she wet herself every day?

She told me why not she still pisses her bed every night."

The crying was growing fainter "Who, Who else she asked?"

Did I dare tell her me?

"How about me?" I asked?

"You?" She said, all tears were stopped.

"Look in the washer those sheets didn't wet themselves!"

 She looked in and for one of the first times saw my load and put hers in with mine then she did something that shocked the hell out of me, she took her wet tee shirt off and threw it in with my clothes and sheets.

This girl was naked all except her wet goodnight.

I looked her straight in the eyes that way I wouldn't stare at her bare chest.

"Why don't you go get cleaned up?" I asked?

"Okay, Uncle Eddy!" 

With that, she was off.

I heard her turn the shower on in the bathroom in the basement.

I put her wet sheets and clothing in with mine.

When I heard her turn the shower off I started the washer.

I went and started fixing breakfast.

She came to the kitchen.

She would look at me and when I would look at her she would look away.

"Is there something wrong I asked her?"

"Uhm, can I ask you a question?"

I" think you just did!" I joked.

"No, that's not it, she smiled.

Uhm your bedwetting have you always...?"

That's what her question was.

"Wet my bed?" I finished?

"Yeah!" She said relieved.

"No, I had some surgery that caused it, I've only been wetting my bed about 4 years now, why?"

"I never stopped she said.

It used to piss my mom off something terrible, she yelled, spanked, restricted my fluids at night.

But I still woke up wet the next morning.

Even my dad doesn't like the fact that I'm old enough to drive, but I still can't sleep dry.

You're the only adult that didn't have a cow when you found out I still wet my bed."

"Probably because I understand what you go through every morning I said.

By the way, we need to get you better protection at night, those goodnights are made cheap but expensive, per Cassidy 's mother.

You feel like skipping school to go do some shopping?" I asked?

"Is the Pope Catholic?" She responded?

We visited the hospital supply store where I get my diapers from.

I found they have the best choice of incontinent supplies in the city.

She found some purple things she liked called Molicare.

We were getting ready to leave when we heard a commotion.

It was Cassidy and her mom.

They were there to get diapers for Cassidy, Cassidy was fighting her mom at every step.

Yvette and I were seen by Cassidy, she turned about seven shades of red at seeing us.

She was embarrassed!

 Yvette went up and I saw her talk to Cassidy for a few seconds.

I saw Cassidy calm down.

I know Yvette had just admitted to Cassidy that she wet her bed as well.

I saw Cassidy pick out the same purple diapers that Yvette had.

Cassidy's mother was flabbergasted that it had been that easy.

I knew Yvette had made a good friend in Cassidy.

I still remember when she ran around with a wet crotch all the time.

Yvette came and asked "Can Cassidy come home with her, her mom said it was okay!"

Now I had two girls playing hooky from school!

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When we got home I remembered we had sheets and things in the washer.

I got them into the dryer.

I spent an hour watching a station that plays old tv shows from the 60's and 70's Adam 12 was on.

I went down and took our laundry out of the dryer.

I folded sheets and Yvette's tee shirt that had been wet that morning along with my sheets an pajamas early that morning.

I went and knocked on Yvette's door to give her her things back.

I heard "Come in!" So I did.

I found the two girls only in the purple diapers they had bought that morning.

Nothing else. Both were naked.

I averted my eyes so as not to embarrass myself and them.

"Uncle Eddy, sorry Yvette said we didn't know it was you!"

Since I'm the only other person in the house, who did they think it was?

I dropped her clean clothes and sheets off.

I said "Lunch will be ready in 10 minutes."

I did a hasty retreat out of there.

I noticed that I should have gotten Yvette a rubber sheet there was a noticeable yellow stain from where she had leaked this morning. 

I went and called the local fish a chips shop, it was around the corner and they had the best Shrimp and Chips.

I had to pick it up but they knew me and allowed me to call in orders.

I returned and the girls were up and dressed.

The crinkling they were doing informed me that they were still diapered though.

We ate and talked about several different topics when they started talking about cute boys in their class I had no input.

Every so often they talked about a kid I know.

One was a former scout I had when he was younger I knew something that they didn't know about him.

Like the two girls, he had been a bedwetter like them?

I didn't know if he still did or not but when he was a Webelo he did.

They talked about how cute he was.

Cassidy said something to me.

"Excuse me?" I asked as I had missed the question. 

"Can I spend the night?"

"What will your mother say?" I asked?

"She won't care said, Cassidy, heck if I'm not there to wet her precious bed at night she could care less!

She told me she likes the bed better than me."

"Really I asked thinking she was being dramatic."

"Yes, I'm kind of a disappointment to her.

I'm 17 years old and still wet my bed like I'm 3 years old.

She actually told me she cared for the bed more than me."

I saw the tears in her eyes and knew this had hurt her deeply.

"You won't be judged like that here!" I told her.

"I know Yvette told me about how you found out she wet her bed this morning.

You were great about it I wish my mom accepted me like you have Yvette's bedwetting and her you even did her laundry!

My mom would never touch my sheets without a biohazard suit like she could catch bedwetting from me or something.

Remember when I used to have wet pants all the time.

After mom kicked me out of the house for the day.

I wasn't allowed back in until night.

I had no place to go and use the toilet.

That's why I  was always wet."

"If you had come here I would of let you use my toilet.

It had to be uncomfortable and embarrassing as hell for you!"

Cassidy looked at me.

"Mr. Gordon, did you ever wet your bed when you were a kid?"

"No, I said never as a kid or teenager!" I said.

"It just sounds like you know what we are going through as bedwetters!" Cassidy said.

I started thinking that maybe Yvette hadn't told her the whole story from this morning. 

I wasn't expecting it but Cassidy came and gave me a huge hug!

"Thank you for being so understanding, I wish you were my dad!"

In some ways, I wish I was her dad as well she would of never be made to feel inferior like her own mother had.

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Cassidy's mom had never shared that tidbit about Cassidy not being allowed back in the house after she pushed her out the door in the morning.

No wonder she had wet herself.

It used to be when I felt the urge to urinate I had lots of time.

Not anymore, when I feel the urge to pee I had better find a toilet.

I don't know how many damned times of late I am standing at the toilet trying to get my equipment out of my pants and start dribbling because my body knows its time to go.

It's just forgotten that my penis needs to be out of my pants before I start peeing!

The pains of getting old.

Then you have a poor girl like Cassidy who already has a weak bladder, with no toilets to use.

That's a recipe for disaster.

I used to pity the mother.

I should have been pitying Cassidy!

Whatever sympathy I had for her mom was now with her daughter. 

I contacted Mrs. Parker, Cassidy's mom and l told her that "Cassidy would be staying with Yvette for the next couple of days."

She sounded almost pleased, she told me to "Keep her as long as we wanted, then she got nasty and said keep her if you want."

I had to think to myself, that's the fastest I've ever seen anybody go from 0 to Bitch in .5 seconds.

I couldn't believe it if I hadn't been on the phone with her myself.

I went downstairs I heard laughing again only this time it was more joyful.

I knocked and was told to "Come in!" again.

This time I asked "Are you decent?" 

I was told "Yes!"  both said in chorus.

I entered and I guess my face showed my feelings.

Yvette asked what's wrong Uncle Eddy.

I didn't know how to tell Cassidy her mom really didn't want her.

"Cassidy, I began I called your mom and told her you would be spending a couple of days with us."

"Did she tell you to keep me?" Right?"

"Yeah, I said, Sorry."

"Don't be.

My mom and I haven't got along in years!

I was just going to wait until I was 18 then she would have kicked me to the curb anyway."

'Your welcome to stay here with Yvette if you would like!" I said.

"I would like that very much Cassidy said if I have to I will get a job to pay my way here!"

"You don't have to do that I said, I think Yvette needs a friend as well. You both have mothers that could care less about you for the same reason."

"Cassidy said yeah I know we've been comparing notes.

Yvette asked how come some parents have kids then don't want them when they aren't perfect?"

"I wish I knew I said, my own daughter, Rachel, has three kids the middle daughter is Autistic she treats her different than the other two.

When they go anywhere as a family she is left behind.

It's like she is ashamed of her.

She usually drops her off here.

I would much rather have her than with a stranger.

When she is here I try and do quite a few things with her.

Last time we went to the State Fair.

Looks like I will be taking you two as well now.

If I had an answer I would use it on my daughter as well."

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I have thought about trying to take my granddaughter away from my daughter.

The problem is she isn't abused or neglected or anything it's just that she is treated differently than the other two.

Yvette and Cassidy their problem only happens at night while they're asleep, Francine is Autistic 24/7/365.

You cant looks at Yvette or Cassidy and know they wet their beds.

Well, Francine just by looking you can't tell she is disabled as soon as she talks you can tell she can't converse like others.

She will say, "Grandpa?"

To me when I ask "What?" 

I get "Grandpa?"

If she doesn't want to deal with you she will say "goodbye!"

Or her mother works third shift she will say "Go to bed?" in the middle of the day in her mind is "Shut up!"

"I don't want to talk with you!"

I know as grandpas were not to have favorites, but she is mine!

Yvette has a brother that is 13, I never really cared for the kid.

His mother had him believing that he is so much better than everyone else.

He tried talking to me like I'm a feeble fool.

That lasted about 5 seconds before I kicked him in the ass.

The look on that kid's face as my shoe made contact with his ass.

Like the commercials say Priceless!

He was always teasing Yvette, little things that would make her blush, now I'm sure it was about her bedwetting.

If he ever comes here again I will teach her to punch his lights out I will tell her its fine by me!

I was so glad when her dad showed up without him. 

Instead of one guest in Yvette, I now had two with Cassidy.

There was no way she was going back to her mom the lady was bad news.

I know she would probably start rumors an old guy like me living with two gorgeous teenage girls.

If the people believed her screw em!

I knew in my heart I was only taking care of them, there was nothing going on or would go on for that matter.

Also as long as they didn't tell anybody about me wearing diapers to bed because I'm now a bedwetter.

I was ready to defend their secret that at 17 they still wet their beds.

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Even though my body was falling apart, I went into the office to check the progress of the buildings my company was building.

I didn't have a hand in the actual building of them, very often, but I was still the man who signed the checks of the guys that did.

I took Yvette and Cassidy with me.

I promised them lunch afterward.

We took the elevator up to the 5th floor I got off and the two girls followed me off.

I should have known better, I forgot the effect cute girls had on horny construction workers.

The catcalls and whistling began.

"Knock that shit off I said, Jesus H. Christ, you all act like you have never seen a cute girl before!" 

The noise died down.

I would like to introduce you guys to my niece Yvette and her friend Cassidy.

There were a few guys still leering at them.

I said to the first guy still ogling them.

 "Crap Bill isn't your wife giving you any sex at home?

These two will get you sent to prison they are both underage the way you're looking at em and drooling!

Can I get you a napkin?

The other guys started laughing at Bill.

Even Bill chuckled and said, "Nah, ain't you heard my old lady split on me a month ago.

This has been the best month of my marriage!"

This caused the other guys to laugh again!

Even Yvette and Cassidy grinned.

I got them into my seldom used office my secretary Marge, was almost as old as I am.

You should know better than to bring two cute young girls here as old and ugly as I am I still get sex and marriage proposals from these guys on a daily basis, Eddy!

"I guess that sexual harassment class was lost on these guys.

If anything they got worse!" Marge joked!

"Can I get you, two girls, anything, water sodas or clubs to beat these animals off?"

This made the girls giggle.

I signed the checks for payday tomorrow looked at the progress reports on our buildings they had added another 5 floors to our soon to be 25-floor bank building.

Were up to 15 floors now.

Another month and we will be at 25 floors.

The price tag for this will be almost a billion dollars.

After cost and labor were looking at a net of a 250 million.

I will get 10% or 25 million provided some idiot doesn't do something stupid and fall to his death.

That cuts into the bottom line.

One thing that I insist is safety in my workers.

They might be animals, but they are safe animals! 

We left and the guys were better this time with the two girls.

One guy did come up and say "I got a son that would be perfect for you!

Cassidy looked at Yevette and said, he would hate us in the morning."

I got it. It was a reference to their bedwetting.

The guy had no clue.

In the car, I said I loved it!

I took them to the nicest restaurant I knew.

It wasn't cheap it was $95 a plate it was steaks, lobster, and a baked potato.

I could tell the girls had never had lobster before.

I had to show them how to break it open.

Yvette asked me, "Uncle Eddy are you rich?"

It all depends on what you mean by rich?

I'm not as rich as Bill Gates, Donald Trump.

I'm worth over 50 million. 

Why?"

"It's just that office I could tell you're the boss the name of the company was your name.

This place doesn't look cheap.

It's just I've never met a millionaire before."

"Nonsense, you live with one." 

"Cassidy said so I really don't have to get a job?"

"Nope just be Yevette's friend!" I said.

"Uncle Eddy, you don't look, like as millionaire!" Yvette said.

"What are millionaires supposed to look like, I asked?"

"You know elegant!" Said Yvette.

"Well, I didn't make my money in an elegant way.

I got dirty building buildings from homes to skyscrapers.

I know I don't look like your typical millionaire, most people think I'm a normal guy.

I drive a pickup, I don't live in a mansion.

I've never been robbed because I don't flaunt it.

You understand what I'm saying?"

"Until today I thought you were just a worker like my dad....

Now you're a rich guy!" Yvette said.

"Just remember one other thing!" I said.

Whats that?" They both asked?

"I'm still just plain Uncle Eddy!"

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When we got home I was reminded by Yvette and Cassidy I was a millionaire about every two minutes.

When I was a kid the guys that I worried about fighting were the ones that didn't have to remind themselves how tough they were.

The ones that boasted and bragged about being tough weren't!

One kid said "Others tell me I am."

He was quiet no boasting he knew in his heart he was bad.

He proved it to me by kicking my ass, one of the worst beatdowns I ever got.

Black eyes, bloody nose, fat lips from a chipped tooth that he gave me.

He began beating me in my belly.

The wind was knocked out of me before he went to my face and began to smash it.

All those things I mentioned were done before my wind returned.

The fight lasted all of about 10 seconds, the kid was vicious!

We became friends after that I learned my lesson.

Another kid I fought was boasting and bragging about the dozens of kids he whooped including the guy that kicked my butt.

First punch I threw connected with his nose.

He was yelling "timeout, timeout!"

"I gently reminded him there were no timeouts in fighting.

I had to admit of all the fights I had had when I was a kid, he was the easiest to beat.

He never connected with a fist on me.

That's when I decided my theory on fighting the braggarts are trying to make themselves sound tougher than they are, the quiet ones already know they are! 

I knew I was rich I didn't need to remind myself I am.

I started off in the construction business as a rookie so to speak.

I listened to the guys that knew what the hell they were doing.

Soon I figured out what they knew.

Then I started listening to the crew chiefs.

Once I was one of them I learned from the foremans.

Then when I got there I learned from the managers.

Then I got there I learned from the owner.

When he dropped dead of a heart attack at 55 years old he left me the company.

We were only residential builders then.

Soon we were building small businesses.

Then bigger and bigger businesses.

The 25-floor building we were currently building would be the biggest building in town by 5 whole floors.

My body may be falling apart but my brain is as good as it ever was.

I put money away and I live frugally.

Yeah, I'm rich enough to where I could do anything the hell I wanted, just get on a plane and travel the world, I've thought about it!

When I buy anything like my truck and home, I pay cash.

My truck was $43,000; my home $455,000.

I paid cash.

I own both.

My neighbors have no idea that I'm a millionaire I act like I'm living paycheck to paycheck same as most of them.

Like the kid that beat the crap out of me in grade school, I don't need to remind myself I'm rich I just don't want to be like the the kid that claimed he was tough and wasn't.

If I start to let others know I have money.

Every half-assed relative and thief and con man will be breaking down my door to take what I've earned.

There are a lot of dishonest people out there.

If I act normal they will treat me normal.

If I act rich they will treat me rich.

I think it's better not to flaunt my wealth!

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Luv the attitude of the last update!  I grew up out in the country as well, and got to know meaning of hard work.  After 50 yrs of it, I am comfortable in retirement, but not rich by most measures.  I do know a lot of folks that retired early from farming, and are very wealthy,  mostly due to the huge land appreciation that occurred over my generation. (some of the farm programs over the years helped as well)  You would never know it though as like you said, they simply moved to town, or a nice country estate, and other than the nice new house, and not jumping on the tractor every morning, they never changed their attitudes.

The best part of our country is if you really have a good work ethic, are ambitious and willing to  take a bit of risk on occasion by investing rather than spending your earnings on fun , you can make it big in many cases.  This is true all across the country- I have witnessed it many times over my years of travel!!

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The next morning I woke up, wet again.

I wondered how my two guests had done, probably about the same as myself?

I went to my shower after making sure I had no leaks on my bed.

None today thank you!

The water was hot and it felt good on my old tired joints.

At 60 my dad only had grey hair that was it.

My dad was a teller in a bank.

It was my moms brothers that worked the farm with, me and my Cousins.

My dad hadn't worked his body and abused it like I had.

I was also better off than my dad financially.

Someone once told me "It's not the years on the body it's the miles."

In my case that was very true!

I got dressed and went into the kitchen the first thing I did was start the coffee brewing, I'm worthless in the morning without it. 

I heard the girl's shower start they were up I cooked breakfast for them bacon, eggs, and toast. My favorite.

Damned doctors told me to cut down on the eggs and bacon tomorrow was oatmeal.

They both came up they were drawn to the aroma of breakfast cooking.

They both were showered, but I only heard the water turn on once.

Cassidy said "To save water we showered together."

I wondered if they saw me raise my eyebrows in surprise? 

We ate breakfast I drank my coffee.

Cassidy surprised me further she had a cup herself.

They asked me "If I had any plans today?"

When I said "No!" they looked at me and smiled.

"Get dressed were taking you out."

The first place was to a hair salon they had my hair dyed its original color brown.

They also had it cut more stylish.

When I looked at myself in the mirror it was me but I looked totally different.

Of course, them taking me out, meant I got to pay for it all.

Next, they got me some "Bitchen Threads!"

More stylish clothes now I looked like I had gone from the 80's into the new century.

New shoes that I really didn't didn't care for they hurt my feet.

Finally, it was lunchtime I was hungry.

They took me to a bistro most construction workers wouldn't be caught dead in!

I guess they knew what they were doing, I was hit on by every woman in the place.

Even a couple of guys?

I got a few telephone numbers of some of those ladies, and one from a guy, like I would be calling him anytime soon!

There was one lady that really caught my eye her name was Julia.

I asked the girls what would be normal I didn't want to seem very eager she was gorgeous, simply stunning?

My dead wife didn't look half as good as her.

She was the one that picked me up?

I called her later that night we we had a date.

Now I was nervous I hadn't been on a date since the mid-1980's before I married my wife.

They both gave me advice to just be myself.

I can do that, I think.

Act like she is the most important person in wor!d.

When she talks, listen to what she is saying.

You'll do fine Uncle Eddy! 

I picked up Julia at her house it wasn't far from mine I took her to the Country Club for dinner I'm a member.

It wasn't cheap.

We danced, lucky for me the band was one of those retro bands that played disco and things like that.

We talked and talked in my truck neither of us wanted the night to end.

She confided that she "I normally don't look this good her granddaughter got her all dolled up so she could meet new guys, she want a new grandpa!

I had to laugh "I normally don't look like this my Niece and her friend got me looking like this and normally I'm just a construction worker, usually, I wouldn't be caught dead at a bistro like I was at."

"Me neither, my granddaughter's idea said Julia.

I usually wouldnt be caught dead in a Bistro that we were at.

I'm a construction worker."

"What Construction Company do you work for?" Juliia asked?"

"Not work own, I own Gordon Construction Company!"

"You guys are building that new highrise downtown that bank building?"

"Yeah, that's us!" I said.

"I like riding the light rail and it goes right past that.

Another Gordon Construction Company, Building.

That's what your sign says on the entrance!" Julia said.

"Julia, I said since this isn't you and this isn't me, do you want to go out for a beer and a burger sometime?"

"I would love to!" She said.

With that, I walked her to her door, kissed her good night and I went home

I knew when I got home I would get the third degree from Yvette and Cassidy.

I hate it when it right!

I told them "We had a wonderful time and we're going out again just as ourselves, not these people!" 

They looked at each other and smiled.

"Oh, by the way, Yevette said Tony from the bistro called you."

Tony was one of the guys that had hit on me at the Bistro, I wonder how he got my phone number?

I didn't give it to him! 

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It was the night for date #2 for Julia and I.

I went to pick her up and she let me in.

Her eyes were wet and puffy, I could tell she had been crying.

I asked "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She lied. 

I knew it was a lie.

"Something is bothering you, did I do something to upset you?"

"No, no, its nothing you did!"  She said.

"Why do you like me?" 

"For starters, I said you're very beautiful, you're smart, I love talking to you.

I enjoy your company!"

"Would it upset you if I told you I had 5 kids?"

"I also have a daughter and she has 3 kids, one of them is autistic I love that little girl to pieces!"

"Why, may I ask?"

"It's just... It's just that having those kids has left me with lasting problems?" 

"What kind of problems?" I asked?

I was thinking she seemed pretty stable no emotional problems, should I be concerned?

"Having children can have a lasting effect on a woman!" 

"Like what besides grey hairs? 

I joked attempting to add some levity to the conversation, you know my hair was a different color at the start of the day we met.

I saw a small smile on her face.

I took her and I felt I was being bold and drew her into a hug.

She nestled into my chest as I went to hug her felt the back of her dress which was wet.

She felt me touch her there and was blushing profusely?

"I have a problem Eddy having kids has left me incontinent I wet myself sometimes?

Just before you got here I had an accident.

I know this is a big turn off for guys so I will understand if you leave."

"You ain't getting rid of me that easy! I said.

The night of her first date I had given her a kiss on her cheek this time I kissed her lips.

I could tell she enjoyed it, I had as well.

"You're not repulsed that I wet myself sometimes?"

"Should I be?" I asked?

It was her turn to be surprised.

"I usually wear diapers to catch what I leak, you wouldn't be upset if I wear one now, would you?"

I said, Again "Should I be?"

She looked like the Julia that I had met.

If you would just like to talk or cuddle, we don't have to go anywhere tonight, you go get comfortable and if a diaper is for you, by all means, wear it.

We have to talk when you get back okay?"

She looked panicked!

"its nothing to do with you, I promise!"

She left and about 3 minutes later she returned wearing a shirt and just her diaper.

She sat on my lap facing me.

"What do we need to talk about?"

She laid her head on my chest. 

"Let me say that I understand about you needing diapers.

About 5 years ago I developed a hernia, I had the surgery to repair it.

Since then at night if I have pain where the surgery was...

Like you I need diapers, I wet the bed.

She looked at me surprised, "You?" She said?

"Me I said!

I've never told this to another living soul other than my niece Yvette, that was only because I discovered she was a bedwetter as well, so is her best friend Cassidy the other girl from the Bistro."

Julia said "I'm so glad you found out about me and I about you!

I haven't felt like this about a man in several years like I feel with you!

I think I'm falling in love with you."

"You make me feel like a teenager.

I'm 57 years old I shouldn't feel like this!" Said Julia.

"Why not I asked I have been feeling the same about you, I really like you!"

"Before when you were telling me what you liked about me, it has been several years since I have had anyone tell me that!

My husband used to, he was murdered down in Mexico, I raised the kids pretty much on my own."

"My wife got ovarian cancer by the time we found out, it was already too late.

If I call you beautiful as a nickname would you like that?"

"I would love that!" She said!

That's how Jula got named "Beautiful" to me!

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We sat and kissed.

The Burgers and Beers were forgotten.

I did order Chinese food for us that delivered.

We sat and talked while eating.

Beautiful made herself scarce while the food was delivered, she was still in only her tee shirt and diaper.

After eating we started cuddling again while she was on my lap I felt it heat up.

Whether she knew it or not I knew she had just wet herself.

After a few seconds. 

She said "Sorry I guess I wet myself."

"Didn't you feel it?" I asked?

"Not when it happens, the sensation of peeing I don't feel that.

I feel the warmth of my diaper and I know I have wet."

"I still think you're Beautiful no matter what, I said!"

She joked with me, "You might be the only guy around that finds me wetting myself Beautiful!"

"Well, you're a package deal!" I joked back.

She got off my lap and I asked her "Where are you going?"

"I got to change into another one of these!" As she cupped the soggy bottom of her diaper.

"Don't be too long I don't know how long I can be without you!"

"I'll hurry I promise!" She said. 

While she was gone I thought about us.

She wears diapers pretty much all the time because she can't stop wetting herself.

I wet my bed and wear them at night.

I had been worried about how to tell a beautiful woman like that, "uhmmmm I still wet my bed like I'm 3 or 4 years old not 60."

It's not much of a problem now for either of us. 

She returned and she resumed her spot back on my lap. "Eddy?" She asked?

"Yes, Beautiful what do you want?"

"Do you want to spend the night?"

I almost said "Hell yes!"

Instead, I respectfully declined.

I told her that "I didn't have my diapers with me!" 

 She said "I could borrow one of hers."

"Beautiful I said yours won't fit me.

I need a large not a small!"

She giggled and said "Yeah I kinda forgot!"

I did make arrangements for her to come Sunday for dinner and to spend the night at my place, she didn't feel comfortable with the girls there so come Sunday night I would be spending the night with Beautiful at her house. 

Sunday came and with the directions, I gave her she had no problem finding my house.

She was introduced to Yvette and Cassidy.

The first thing out of her mouth, "Do you girls need diapers or are you trying to be fashionable?"

The pair looked at each other in shock. "

Oh Please, she said I can tell a diapered toush at 30 paces!

I did have 5 kids and 3 of the 5 were bedwetters #1, #3, and #5 one girl and 2 boys.

#5 wet his bed until he went to college he still has an occasional wet bed and he is 28.

My oldest daughter has a daughter that wets her bed like you she wears in the daytime as well she tells me some teenagers wear diapers its fashionable.

She is 14. Believe me, I've changed more diapers than you have probably worn."

"She is good Uncle Eddy!" Yvette said!

We had dinner and I broke it to the girls I'm trusting you two to not burn the house down, no wild parties.

I will be spending the night at Beautiful's house.

"Uncle Eddy Cassidy said what about, you know, she whispered bedwetting?"

"She already knows I said I was open about it she understands."

"She really is cool!" Said Yvette.

"I know that's why I'm spending the night.

She just doesn't feel comfortable with you two being here yet but one of these days we will be spending nights here as well."  

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After dinner, we spent time and just talked.

The girls asked Beautiful if they could meet her granddaughter someday.

After watching some tv.

Beautiful and I went to her place.

We went to her bed she had me sit by her on the edge of the bed.

Her plastic sheet rustle made me feel right at home.

I could tell Beautiful wanted to say something, I also saw she was having a hard time saying what she wanted to say.

She began. "When I met Kurt, my husband I was still a virgin.

When we married, our wedding night was the first time for me.

I was faithful all through our marriage.

After Kurt was killed in Mexico I honored him by staying celibate.

After the kids were raised and gone was when my incontinence reared its ugly head.

I always thought no man would want me as long as I was pissing myself like I was.

My granddaughter helped me get the clothes and instructed me on having confidence in myself.

That's when I met you, Eddy, I was willing to take a chance on love,

I do love you, Eddy, otherwise you wouldn't be here right now.

I know you want to have sex, most ways I do as well, it's just I don't know if I can go through with it, my heart is saying yes, yes!

But my brain is saying no, no.

If I cant go through with it, I don't want to hurt your feelings, it isn't you, it's me!

Please remember that."

I told her "I never told you growing up, my dad was An Elder of our church.

Even when my dad thought I was the biggest heathen when I was riding Rodeo, I still lived the teachings he taught me no alcohol, no tobacco of any kind and though I dated several women, sex wasn't on the menu.

When I married my first wife we were both virgins, not many men would admit that.

Like you, my wives were my only sexual partners I've ever had, I was faithful to them after their deaths or divorce as well.

I'm willing to take a chance with you.

If you feel uncomfortable in any way and want to stop, I will stop and my feelings won't be hurt!

I'm still hearing my dad telling me what we're doing is wrong but like your husband Kurt and my wives, my dad is as dead as they are.

I know its a holdover from my youth.

So I feel your trepidation." 

"Thank you for understanding Eddy that means a lot to me," she laid her head on my chest.

I so wanted her but didn't want her, it wasn't because she wasn't perfect, it was because she was!

Would sex ruin our relationship?

I've heard it happening before.

I cursed at myself, dammit dude your 60 years old you aren't a teenager why do you feel guilty to make love to this beautiful woman? 

(It gets a little sexual from here on.)

Julia's heart was pounding, she wanted sex with this man!

'It has been what 22 years since you last had sex?"

"Do I remember how even?"

"What happens if I accidentally wet on him while we're having sex?"

"Will he be grossed out?"

"Will he leave?"

"I don't know if I can handle that kind of rejection?"

"This was my idea, wasn't it!"

"Now its time to pay the piper, put out or shut up."

She reached into his shorts and removed his penis.

"Dang!

This was a hell of a lot bigger than Kurt's!"

She started to suck on it with Kurt she could just barely fit it in without gagging, she could only go down about half way before it started gagging her.

She also realized Eddy was fondling the nipples of her breasts.

"Kurt never did that, I'm not complaining mind you."

Next thing she knew Eddy had his hand inside her diaper.

"Oh god, he found my clitoris," she began to shiver with every stroke.

"He doesn't care that my diaper is wet and he's making it wetter."

Eddy was thinking "Dang, she is really wet down there I wonder if she is pee wet or sexual wet?"

"Does it matter, either way, I'm enjoying it!"

"I wonder if I get her so excited will she gush?"

"Katherine never was a gusher."

In some ways, he hoped Beautiful gushed that was a huge turn on for him.

She had her first orgasm and right on cue, she gushed!

"Alright!" 

He thought he almost filled her throat with his cum he removed her from penis laid her down and it was his turn to give her a treat of his tongue!

"Katherine had always told him he was good at this, he only had her word."

Bang!

Orgasm number 2.

She was spraying him giving him a facial.

He was licking trying to get every last drop.

She was in nirvana now, she hadn't realized he was entering her vagina with his penis.

Oh my god, it felt so right, she thought "No way she was going to stop him."

She heard noises and realized she was moaning and talking in tongues, "This was the best I've ever had, sorry Kurt!"

She began to hit orgasm number 3.

She was swearing her mind had been erased she felt him also fill her up with his semen.

It was over, it was like 22 years had been just not been erased, but obliterated!

Her first rational thought was "When can he go again?"

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"I really liked that!" Julia said.

"Can we do it again?"

"In a while said, Eddy, I have to admit I enjoyed it as well!"

"Sorry about wetting in your face!" Said Julia.

"I told you Beautiful you're a package deal, to tell you the truth I didn't mind it one bit.

It tells me you enjoyed yourself."

"Oh, I did!" Said Julia.

Eddy helped Julia get another diaper on.

It was a good thing, Julia fell asleep soon after, having three orgasms took their toll on her.

While asleep, she had a dream.

There was Kurt.

She thought he was there to get mad at her for cheating on him.

"No, it's not that he said.

I'm glad you've found some happiness, I'm dead I cant make love to you like that.

In fact, I'm kind of jealous of your new man, I can't complain I had you for 14 years.

I'm glad you're moving on you have my blessing, all I ever wanted you to be was happy.

You gave me 5 kids and years of devotion.

It's time you live your life."

"I still miss you, Kurt!" Julia said.

"I know honey but this guy he loves you like I did, you are worthy of that love, the only one to feel guilty is you.

You deserve to be loved.

You raised our kids, frankly I don't think they could have been raised better if I was here still.

You're amazing, you're beautiful, I like what this guy has nicknamed you, Beautiful it fits!

I considered myself lucky to be married to you.

You made me a better man."

"Kurt, I've missed you!

I've always been here for you."

"This guy will love you now like I did.

Love him back, from what I've seen he loves you as well!" 

With that, Kurt began to fade away.

"Kurt come back, come back!"

Julia awoke and she was crying. 

I awoke to crying, it was Beautiful she was crying!

"Whats the matter?" I asked her?

"I just dreamt of Kurt.

He's happy for us."

That hit me as strange, I had just been dreaming about Katherine.

She was happy that I was moving on and had found a woman like Julia!

She was giving me her blessing to love Julia/ Beautiful she loved the nickname I called her it fits!

If Katherine visited me and Kurt visited her?

We both dreamt of our former spouses giving us their blessings.

Why did I still feel guilty?

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We just sat and held each other the rest of the night.

After sex which was better than even I remembered, it was okay to just sit there and hold each other.

I got up and made omelets for us she had peppers, onions, mushrooms already diced.

We showered together we got dressed she gave me the privilege of putting a diaper on her we had just gotten dressed and sat down when her doorbell rang.

It was her daughter and her granddaughter.

They were both surprised that Beautiful had a man there.

The granddaughter started asking me questions, she must have liked the answers because every time I gave her one her smile got bigger.

Some of the questions she asked were like "Where did you meet?" 

"At the bistro."

"What did you think of my grandma?" 

"I think she is very beautiful inside and out."

It felt like a job interview, I guess in a way it was a job as grandpa.

I guess I got the job as I got a hug from her before she left!

And she crinkled so I assumed this was the granddaughter who likes diapers.

The daughter at least shook my hand. 

Beautiful smiled when they left, "You made quite the impression on my granddaughter, Trudy.

She approves of you the jury is still out on my daughter though.

She did tell me that if you really loved me we didn't have to have sex already.

I didn't have the heart to tell her you spent the night and we already did.

She also warned me about telling you about my incontinence, she doesn't know you already know about that as well.

I did tell her it probably wouldn't matter I told her you said I was a package deal, you know I have 5 kids.

You still find me beautiful.

She likes your nickname of Beautiful.

She says at least your not blind!" 

She said "I need to go to the store and get some groceries  wanna come along?"

"If it means I get to spend more time with you I'm in." I said.

We went to the store.

It felt like going with my wife.

We used to go shopping together every couple of weeks.

It beat the heck of having to shop for just myself.

She ran into friends she knew, I was starting to get the impression I was a side of beef.

I got the eye from several women and it was getting the feeling they were somewhat jealous of Beautiful.

I helped her get things in her house and put away.

We sat and just held hands on her couch.

Soon she reached in and kissed me.

"Thank you!" She said!

"For what?" I asked?

"Those ladies at the store they always gave me the impression that they were always so much better than me.

Today they envied me because of you, they wanted you!"

"They can't have me I said I belong to you.

I only want you."

The doorbell rang again.

It was her granddaughter again.

I guess the interview wasn't over.

"What did I do for work?" 

"I'm in construction!"

"Why aren't you at work its Monday?" 

"I own the company I just go in to sign the paychecks."

"Are you rich?" 

"Some might say that, yes."

"Are you a millionaire?" 

"Why yes I am!"

Her eyes got big, I had impressed her again!

She ran to tell grandma, grandma already knows, I thought.

Grandma explained that new bank building, the big tall one that was my company building it!

Next thing I knew I was being mugged with hugs, she almost tackled me.

I had one supporter from her family.

Beautiful and I got back together on the couch we held hands and she laid on my side.

Trudy watched us and I think she liked what she saw in us.

At lunchtime, I took the two girls out, nothing fancy just Olive Garden.

This one had my favorite past time's interactive trivia.

I loved trivia my mind was filled with useless facts and knowledge.

I wasn't a great student at school reading was fine I love to read, writing I sucked at!

Mathematics I got better after I got out of school that and my job was all about math how many yards of concrete am I going to need on a project?

Yards of steel or lumber.

I still can't spell or diagram a sentence, I have a pretty good vocabulary but putting that on paper, forget it! 

I never lost a game until I let Trudy play under my name she started to lose a few.

She let me help her and we recouped a few games.

Her and Beautiful took their purses and went to the ladies room I knew they both needed a change.

We ate some very good food and I took them home and I had to go check on my two girls at my house.

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When I got home at almost 3:35 pm I still found my two still in bed.

They looked sick, green to the gills, they told me that they had headaches upset stomachs.

I left them in bed.

In the livingroom I went and found the bar open.

It didn't take long to figure out and add 2 and 2 together to make 4, they were hungover.

They had raided my stash.

"Dammit" I  though!

At first I wanted to barge in screaming at the top of my lungs just to make their heads feel like they were about ready to split open!

That's what my dad did to me and Gus my best friend I had growing up!

It hit me they had done the same crap I had done at their age!

It wasn't what my dad did, it was what my  mother did, at dinner we had greasy fried eggs with the most runny yolks I ever remember eating.

She sat there and told me "To eat it or else, she had my dad's belt, she threatened if I didn't eat them, or puked she would apply that instrument to my back side."

It was The most pissed I had ever made her.

I made it through that meal without her having to employ that belt.

It worked I was 8 years before I ever touched another drop of alcohol.

Anytime I was tempted I thought about having to eat those greasy runny fried eggs.

That was as close to drinking as I got for like 25 years.

Checking the fridge we have about 2 dozen eggs!

Olive oil.

Breakfast for dinner sounds good tonight!

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Unlike my mom, I didn't have a belt handy to beat these two girls.

I played stupid they told me "That they had eaten something that had upset their tummies!"

"In that case, we had better get to the ER as things like botulism, E- Coli can kill you!"

They shot each other a look, then I moved in.

"Did you guys have anything to eat or drink after dinner, I better find out if Beautiful is alright, hopefully, I didn't kill you all.

But I feel fine!

That's weird!"

Nope, Beautiful is fine no problems there!

After I had called her.

"Are you sure you guys didn't eat or drink anything after we left?"

"No no they both said maybe  its a flu bug going around!" said Yvette?

"Flu, I said maybe we should go to the ER!

Then my mother said its good to feed the flu!

I'll make dinner."

I made the most over easy eggs I had ever made in my life, the whites were still slightly runny the girls took one look at them and both ran to the toilet.

I heard retching and gagging coming from the hall bathroom not 30 feet away.

I smiled!

They both came back looking greener than when they had left.

"You two should drink plenty of water, dehydration makes a hangover worse!" I said!

"Thank you, Uncle Eddie!" They both said as I let them know that I knew what happened.

It took them about 4 or 5 seconds before they realized I knew!

Cassidy asked, "How did you know?"

"I have ways I said, just to let you know my mom made me eat those eggs.

You're lucky I ain't my mom, she sat with a belt threatening to beat my ass if I didn't or threw them up like you two did, I wasn't that lucky!

Next time you two will eat those eggs and I will keep my belt handy, comprende?"

"Comprende" they both said!

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Beautiful payed me a visit and brought her granddaughter with her.

The three younger girls hit it off, that was fine with me it left us old people by ourselves.

We even sat in the loveseat.

"Why did I say old people?"

Thats what her granddaughter said, "Lets leave the old people by themselves," she said that to Yvette and Casidy.

I never considered myself or Beautiful old!

Thinking back to when l was 6 or 7 years I remember thinking anybody over 20 had one foot in the grave already.

For some reason OLD has always been 20 years older than I currently am, 80 sounds old to me now, of course there are some mornings old is me!

There is more popping and groaning and gruntting coming from me than a hundred year old.

That doesnt include the farting that I use as jet propulsion that I need to get out of bed, as I race to the toilet to keep my diaper from leaking as its already past capacity.

But I'm not old yet!

At least that's what I keep telling myself!

Trudy came and was all smiles.

"What are you so happy about?" Asked Julia/ Beautiful, her grandmother?

"These girls are just like me, they wear diapers 24/7!"

"Well so do I said Beautiful, does that make me cool?"

Trudy looked flabberghasted!

"Its one thing to wear then and another to need them," Trudy said!

This made Beautiful say, "But you need them at night!"

Trudy blushed.

I said "Yvette and Casidy need them at night as well."

It dawned on Trudy, "How did you know my granda needs diapers?"

"I told her our second date I showed up to find your grandmother crying, she had leaked and wet her dress that she was wearing, she thought I would hate her because of her incontinence."

"You dont mind that she has a wetting problem?" Trudy asked?

"The truth, I sometines need them at night myself, I had surgery to my groin area and it left me an occasional bedwetter."

"So your perfect for gran then", said Trudy?

"I hope that I am, I do love her immensly, and I know she loves me!"

"I do, I do," said Julia!

"Are you going to marry my grandma," asked Trudy?

"Thats still yet to be determined we're still in the dating phase, I said.

"I hope you do, I can tell she loves you, and you love her as well.

I love what you call her Beautiful, it fits," said Trudy. "You have my blessing!"

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Trudy may have gave us her blessing.

That didn't mean Trudy's mother would and her other kids, or my daughter who saw Julia as a gold digger after my money.

Her kids saw me as a guy out to replace their dad, which I wasn't, I wanted nothing to do with being the father to her kids, hell me being gone so much working away that I used  to do, I think it screwed up my own daughter.

One of the reasons she was so dead set against Beautiful was because it meant I would have an heir other than her, my daughter's objections were purely financial.

All the names that she called Julia were names that I seen in her, "gold digger," she was waiting for me to die to get my money.

What she didn't know was the company would be passed on to the next guy in line like it was to me.

33 million was to go to a trust fund for my Autistic granddaughter to care for her.

Another 10 million, was to go to her kids another trust fund for education.

The oldest who is 14 has that "I know everything and you don't know shit type attitude."

If he knows everything why is he flunking 4 of his 5 classes he is just a freshman.

He doesn't believe that high school gets harder, of course he knows that it doesn't he knows everything.

If his attitude doesn't change and quickly he won't be going to college.

The youngest one though if she doesn't become a holier than thou teen she will be getting it all to go to school on.

My daughter gets 7 to 10 million to herself that's how my will is set up right now.

If Beautiful does come into my life.

through marriage that can go to 20 Mil for my granddaughter 5 mil for education 20 mil to Beautiful and still 5 to 10 mil to my daughter.

I can see why she doesn't want the competition.

I also have clauses that stipulates if they try and contest the will they forfeit their share.

I'm not an idiot, I know my daughter.

Like I said I don't want to be dad to Julia's kids.

I've never been father of the year fodder I made mistakes, guess I didn't watch enough Leave it to Beaver, Father knows best, My three sons and Ozzie and Harriette reruns to learn good parenting skills.

To bad I can't leave my fortune to my Alma Matter, The School of Hard Knocks.

I may not have a college degree, but I feel I got a life degree. 

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For the next few days it seemed that Beautiful was avoiding me, when I phoned her she seemed distant, occupied. 

I thought maybe we were headed to splitsville,

I was going over in my head what had I done wrong, had I said anything that had offended her?

Could it be we had sex already? 

I called her and told her I was on my way over, I wasn't taking no for an answer!

I consider myself a fairly macho guy, on the way over I was trying to talk myself out of the confrontation I just knew was brewing.

The trip was too short, I was there.

 I knocked on her door, gently I didn't want to spook her, my heart was beating way faster than it needed to, my mouth was dry, I knew it was a fight or flight response.

The last thing I wanted was a fight!

I heard "Come in."

It was now or never.

I entered what I expected was her sitting there ready to do business, instead I found her sitting there looking defeated.

I felt sorry for her.

She reeked of urine, her hair was a mess, I just knew she had several sleepless nights due to the purple rings around her eyes.

My Beautiful wasn't very Beautiful right now.

I went and keeled in front of her.

"Oh my god I said what's wrong?"

The tears started again, "My kids dont think I should see you anymore"

Her body was shaking from the sobs.

"What do you want," I asked?

"I love you, I want to be with you!"

"Uh huh,"  I said, I had a plan hatching in my head.

I got her phone and I called each of her kids I told them, "To get to their mom's house now!"

Within 25 to 30 minutes they had all arrived.

I kept them in another room until they all arrived.

I took them in as a group and showed them what they had all done to their own mother.

A little guilt wet a long way.

"This is what you have done to your mother, she looks pretty sad and it your fault.

Your happy because she doesn't want to see me any more!

Does she look happy?

You guys should be ashamed of yourselves!"

I could tell it was working, each child came and apologized to Beautiful, they all said that they were only thinking of themselves and not about her.

They all gave Beutiful their blessing for us to see each other.

Trudy's mom came and apologised to me that, "We didn't know that her mom and I was so serious!"

There were tears in her eyes.

They were all so embarrassed they left. 

I got Beautiful up and into the tub and bathed her she had diaper rash I cleaned her up.

Got her dressed in fresh clothes after I treated her diaper rash.

Got her something to eat and had to hand feed her.

It seems she had given up on life.

I found an old baby bottle that I'm sure was Trudy's from when she was little I warmed some milk and had seen some Benadryl and put a couple of them in the mixture.

I got her into bed and fed her just like I would a baby soon she was out.

I cleaned her house having to scrub the urine out of the chair she had sat in for I don't know how long.

I checked on her.

It was midnight before I could turn in she was still asleep and hadn't moved from the position I had left her in, I also changed her diaper a couple of times, I didn't want that rash to linger on that cute butt of hers.

Next morning I got up and changed us both I had wet as well.

About noon she began to stir she had slept like 18 hours.

I was sitting there just watching her sleep waiting for her to wet her diapers so I could change them before they prolonged her rash.

Which was disapaiting due to my diligence and her healing capabilities.

She looked and saw me.

"How long was I out?"

"18 hours!" I said!

"Sorry for being a pain in your butt!"

I joked back,

"No the pain is in your butt!"

She looked at me funny.

"My dear you got one hell of a case of diaper rash!"

"Really, it doesn't hurt that much."

"That's because if have been taking care of you for like the last 24 hours."

She looked panicked, "Have you slept?"

"Yeah I did it was good thing that I had left one if my diapers here from when I slept over, it held what I dished out last night."

"I have a question for you, did you feed me a bottle last night?" Beautiful asked?

"Yes, why?"

"You found my bottle?"

"Your bottle, I thought it was Trudy's."

"One thing I never told you, ohh this is hard!

I like being treated like a baby.

Though I never had anybody treat me like one like you did, I just did it myself.

My husband when I started getting incontinent, he treated me like that.

So far you and him are the only two who know.

Trudy caught me when she was 4."

"When I started wetting my bed I started to read up on bedwetting, I found a whole subculture that were into things like that.

"I guess that makes me your daddy now." I said!

She smiled at me. "That's right Daddy!"

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Beautiful began to thrive again.

I treated her like my baby, I felt I was a better father to Beautiful than I had been with my own daughter.

Of course with my own daughter I had my wife, with Beautiful I was like a single parent.

When she needed to adult, Beautiful could adult.

She finally got enough excuse the expression "Balls" that when her kids tried to run her life she set them straight immediately!

I was very proud of her!

It seemed the more I let her play the little girl, the more passionate our love making was when we were adults doing adult things.

I made a promise to myself that when she was being little I would never have sex with her.

That was very difficult to keep that promise.

Beautiful was a very sexy lady even though she was playing a child in her mind, her body was very much a grown woman's body.

I'm a guy when ever we get around a beautiful naked woman we throw all boundaries out the door.

It was hard for me to keep those boundaries. 

I had to look like it as if I had sex with her in her little girl mode I would be a child molester.

That's how I had to cope she may be an adult but her mind wasn't an adult mind but that of a child.

Trudy picked up and recognized her grandma as a baby and would babysit grandma when I had to go do things like sign checks at my office.

Beautiful was comfortable with Trudy.

I just prayed that Trudy didn't blab that grandma acted like a child at time, I could see her kids filing that petition to have their mother commited to the nut house.

Trudy wanted to be babied herself grandma as an adult let her indulge.

I never participated with Trudy.

She asked me to but I told her, "We're not related, It wouldn't be right!"

She asked me "When are you going to marry grandma?"

I hadn't set a day yet but I was planning on asking her in the near future!

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After  Yvette and  Cassidy saw Beautiful and Trudy being little, I had my hands full.

They all wanted to join in.

Even though I had told Trudy no, somehow she ended up becoming one of my charges just like the other 3.

I was so much more careful with her at still a young teen.

At least with the older girls  they were adults they crossed that threshhold they became 18.

Yvette's dad showed up in town for her birthday.

We cooled things for a while no playing while he was in town, some people wouldn't understand.

I don't know if it was me or not but he seemed awfully interested in Cassidy, I think he had a crush on her. 

After he left again Cassidy did confirm that he had told her that he liked her, she just didn't see him the same way.

Yvette was angry with her dad trying to pick up her best friend.

He was old enough to be Cassidy's father because they are pretty much the same age and he is her dad.

"Ewww!" Was the word she used!

Beautiful and I talked, I really didn't ask her to marry me in the propose on one knee we kind of decided mutually to get married.

I got her a ring, I was going to get get the biggest diamond I could afford.

I had done that with my first wife, in those days it still wasn't a very big diamond.

It was all I could afford.

Beautiful didn't want a huge diamond, I got her one just slightly bigger than what I had given my first wife, that was all she wanted.

Yes, I did try and talk her into something bigger!

She just didn't want anything bigger.

Is she a gem or what, pun intended!

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Eventually even Beautiful's kids were warming up to me, even a blind man could see how happy their mother was thanks in large part to myself.

Trudy kind of spilled the beans.

She told her parents that SHE liked to be babied and wanted to be babied by grandma and me.

I was right they considered counseling, denying her access to grandma.

In the end, they decided that they were to blame as well yes Trudy wet her bed, but they had never stopped her wearing diapers themselves just letting her continue to wear them.

Soon they were treating her the same way that grandma had.

They began to baby her.

They had to admit even they felt closer to her than they had in years.

Her dad saw  how much she was enjoying it and tried it as well he found it was something he enjoyed well.

Beautiful's daughter now had two babies to care for.

She would never say anything but her husband was somewhat of a sissy he had no problems dressing the same way Trudy was.

She also discovered male chastity.

Soon He was caged.

There sex life improved as she was now screwing him.

Trudy was shocked when she found her mom with a strap on doing her dad who was caged one day. 

Beautiful and I had set a date for our marriage it was still like 9 months away.

It couldn't come fast enough for me or Beautiful.

I let Beautiful handle the planning.

If you want a building to stand up to anything call me.

If you want to plan  a wedding call Beautiful.

I tried to help she tried to included me.

I was looking for a book called weddings for dummies.

She had to sit and explain everything She was doing and why.

We both agreed to just let her handle things.

I basically told to let me know what time and what I was supposed to wear and I  would be there. 

My first wife and I had eloped.

Her family wanted her to marry this other guy who was working as an investment banker, let's put it this way I hadn't done 12 years in prison for bank fraud.

He was caught about 10 years after we were married.

Her family was shocked.

My wife wasn't she always thought of him as shifty.

That's one of the reasons she didn't marry him.

She told me that one day it would happen.

She told her parents that as well but they didn't believe her.

Eloping was so much easier, then planning an elaborate wedding. 

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Now I've never had a wedding where everything was planned down to where everybody sits.

I didnt even have very many people to invite.

Beautiful told me I could invite up to 60 people.

If I invite even half of that I will be scraping the bottom of the barrel of people I know.

I'm not much of a social butterfly.

I meet most of my friends through work, most are or were employees or co-workers.

I don't go to church, God knows I need to!

Meeting Beautiful meant I had to go out of my "comfort zone" I'm so glad I did!

She asked me who my best man was gong to be?

I didn't have a best friend any more, the last one died, that's how I got the company.

She asked me if I would talk to Yvette and Cassidy about being Brides Maids along with Trudy.

She had a best friend as her Matron of Honor.

It was getting complicated and like most men when things get complicated we tend to lose interest in it.

"Sorry  ladies but that's the truth!"

I got mad at myself, the reason is I love Beautiful, I really want to make this day special for her.

I talked to her  youngest son one of my biggest critics thus far against me marrying his mother. 

I asked him to be my best man, her other son's were my ushers.

One did refuse, but after Beautiful read him the riot act he relented.

She basically told him "That by me asking you boys this was me extending the olive branch.

Don't take it and trample on it.

If you do you will lose!"

 How I love that woman!

My list was 27 people including Yvette's father and Cassidy's estranged mother.

Most were people that worked with me.

I had omitted my secretary and Beautiful called me out on it.

Now with her and her husband and another person I forgot to invite (my brother), I was now at 30.

I wasn't too sure about my brother he was kind of a jerk!

But he's my brother what are you going to do?

Beautiful found my social incompetence, cute.

She couldn't figure out how a guy could run a multi million dollar company, be so socially inept?

I wanted to say "It's a matter of priorities,"

I was smart enough to know that would be a huge social blunder on my part!

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We all got fitted for our tuxes.

The only differences was I was buying mine.

Her son's I rented.

Mine was going to be navy blue it looked black but wasn't, the best man's was medium blue and ushers were light blue.

Beautiful was into blue Dark Navy Blue and Light Blue were her colors.

For her she would be in a Light Blue dress Her Bridesmaids in Medium Blue and her Matron of Honor in Navy Blue.

I asked if bridal dresses aren't predominantly white?

She told me "Yes they were but I'm not pure we've done stuff ourselves that we should of waited to until after our marriage.

I've been married before, got the kids to prove it!

I don't think I qualify for a white wedding day.

Besides Light Blue is one of my favorite colors.

I think that it will definately stand out against white wedding dresses. 

We were about 3 weeks away from the date of our getting married. When our plans began to derail.

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