The Electrician's Harem - Book 1
Chapter 1

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, ft/ft, Fa/ft, Consensual, Romantic, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Mother, Father, Daughter, Spanking, Group Sex, Harem, Polygamy/Polyamory, White Male, White Female, Oriental Female, First, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Tit-Fucking, Small Breasts,

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A man who has always felt ordinary finds out his self image is not accurate. His teenage daughter and six other hot girls help him find true love and happiness. His girls show him his talent for making girls feel good makes him much more than ordinary. A note about codes: The non-caucasian female is Polynesian. Oriental was the closest match in the codes.

I’m just a regular guy. There’s nothing at all special about me. I’m not handsome, just a typical suburban husband and dad.

I never had girlfriends in high school. My family was poor, and girls don’t notice an average looking guy who wears clothes from K-Mart.

I went to work as an apprentice electrician as soon as I graduated from high school. My Uncle Louie had an in with the union, and was able to get me accepted. I like working with my hands, and getting wiring to be safe, neat, and logical really makes me happy.

I worked hard, and got my Journeyman’s certificate. One of the bigger contractors hired me, and I worked on trouble calls, remodeling and renovation jobs for a couple of years.

The owner’s daughter worked in the office, doing the bookkeeping. She was kinda plain, a lot like me, just an average girl, so we had that in common.

When I got my Master Electrician certificate the boss’ daughter noticed me.

When we started going out, I was afraid I’d lose my job if I made her mad, so I never got out of line with her. After we went out for about two years we got married. We never had sex until out wedding night.

The only time I’d ever had sex was this one time on a trouble call; a bored housewife showed me what to do. She seemed to like it with me well enough, so I wasn’t too worried about the honeymoon.

Lisa, that’s my wife, was pretty nervous. I tried to go slow and be gentle. Eventually we did the deed. She smiled at me afterward, so I thought things were OK.

We fell into a routine, and usually had sex on Sunday afternoon and Wednesday night. It was never that great, for either of us, I guess, but we were used to being ordinary, so we never expected more. Lisa never complained or had phony headaches, so I thought she liked doing it well enough.

The boss decided to retire and take his wife to live in Florida. Lisa and I worked out a buyout deal with her dad, and suddenly we had our own company.

Right about that time, the condom broke when we were having sex one Sunday afternoon. Lisa got pregnant, and we had a daughter that we named Monica. She was a cute baby. I guess I was more affectionate with my daughter than I was with my wife. Lisa always seemed jealous of the time I spent with our daughter.

Lisa got so she didn’t want me to touch her after Monica was born. I didn’t know what to do, but the sex had never been wonderful, so I didn’t miss it that much. Lisa insisted I get a vasectomy so she couldn’t get pregnant again. She did try to be a good wife, and about once a month she let me have sex with her, but duty sex is about as satisfying as doing it with a sex doll; and I felt like I was just jacking off in my wife’s pussy.

Next Lisa decided she needed to go to college. The business was doing fine, so we could afford it. She started at the community college, and after two years, she transferred to a real university. She graduated with a degree in Public Administration. I never did understand why she did that program instead of accounting, which she already knew.

After that Lisa got involved with local politicians, and then she started working to get different ballot measures approved. When Monica was 15, Lisa got offered a job in New York, working for a well-known non-profit organization. They wanted her to travel to places where they were trying to get ballot measures approved. I guess Lisa was successful at getting voters to approve stuff here, and they wanted her to teach people in other places how to get things approved.

We never had been crazy in love, so it didn’t bother me all that much that she wanted to leave. Monica didn’t seem sad to see her mom go either. I had started working in the office, doing purchasing, and managing our jobs so they got done right and on time. I figured I could start going on some trouble calls and see if I could get lucky again.

The most important person in my life had always been my daughter Monica. After Lisa left Monica seemed a lot more affectionate, and she wanted to sit on my lap a lot more often. I figured it was because she needed some more attention since I was her only parent now; not that her mom had ever been affectionate with her, even when Monica was a baby.

Monica has 3 friends who have hung out at our house since they were in kindergarten. Diane is a tiny little blonde. Judy is a redhead. She has more of a figure than the other girls. Karen is the tallest. She has really long hair that is halfway between blonde and brown. She wears glasses, and seems to be the smartest. Monica has typical Italian black hair. She kind of reminds me of old pictures of Sophia Loren, when she was really young. I think Monica will probably have the breasts and hips that give a woman an hourglass figure. Monica doesn’t have the patience for long hair and I never had the time to help her with it, so she wears it short. I guess you could call it a bob.

The girls have played soccer for a long time. They are pretty good, but none of them are star athletes or anything. Karen plays goalie. Diane runs really fast and plays right wing. Judy plays halfback, and Monica plays fullback.

It turned out that the league was having money problems, and came up with new rules. The team the girls played on decided that if they were going to have to pay a team fee, they would only keep the best players, so Monica and her friends got kicked off the team.

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